Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 391: Edge of Chaos

Killian's POV

The camp was alive with activity, warriors moving like clockwork as weapons were sharpened, armor adjusted, and strategies refined.

The tension in the air was suffocating, pressing down on all of us like an invisible weight.

The final confrontation was drawing near, and every wolf here knew it.

Astrid approached, her steps light but purposeful, her face shadowed with exhaustion. "Drystan and Nova haven't sent word yet," she said softly, her eyes searching mine.

"They will," I replied, forcing certainty into my voice. "They know what's at stake."

But deep down, doubt gnawed at me. The alliances we had built, the fragile unity between the Packs-it all felt like it was hanging by a thread, ready to snap at the slightest provocation.

Astrid's gaze shifted to Andros, who stood near the edge of the camp, guarded by two warriors.

He leaned casually against a tree, his sharp eyes scanning the camp with calculated precision.

"I still don't trust him," Astrid muttered, her voice low but firm.

"Neither do I," I admitted, my tone clipped. "But for now, he's useful."

Before she could respond, Rowena approached, her movements slower but still commanding respect.

Her silver hair was tied back neatly, and her piercing gaze swept over the camp with a critical eye.

"You've done well," she said, nodding toward the training warriors. "But it won't be enough."

barely concealing my irritation. “If you have something helpful to say, now's

faintly. "The Rogue King thrives on chaos. If your Packs aren't united when you face him, you'll lose

stepped forward, her voice sharp. "And how do you suggest we unite them, Rowena? You've

if you want to hold these Packs together, you need to remind them what they're

irony. Trust was exactly what she had shattered-what we were

further, a scout burst into the camp,

to a stop in front of us, bowing

and Nova have been spotted. They're holding position near the Rogue King's camp,

warriors. We leave in an

hesitated. "There's more. The rogues are preparing for a ritual with the Amulet. It's

her voice urgent. "A ritual? What

shook his head. "I

Later That Night

up, their expressions a mix of fear and

the council and Pack leaders. The room was tense, filled with murmurs of dissent and

Rogue King wants us fractured. That's how he wins. But if we fight as one,

Pack. This is about all of us. If we

en

the Alphas nodded. It wasn't perfect, but it would have to be

was eerily quiet, the forest around us unnaturally still. Andros marched under heavy guard,

trusting him with this?" Drystan muttered as he fell into step beside

trusting him,” I replied. "I'm using him. There's a

but

at their position, Drystan stepped

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