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."

my irritation. “If you have something helpful

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

we unite them, Rowena? You've done more than anyone to

said, her tone measured. "But if you want to hold these Packs together, you need to remind them what they're fighting for. Unity isn't built

struck a chord, but I couldn't ignore the irony. Trust was exactly what she had shattered-what we

conversation could go any further, a scout burst into the

skidded to a stop in front of us, bowing

They're holding position near the Rogue King's camp,

"Gather the warriors. We leave in

are preparing for a ritual with the Amulet. It's glowing, brighter than

beside me, her voice

his head. "I don't know. But it

Later That Night

up, their expressions a mix of fear and

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

can't afford to go into this divided," I said, my voice firm. "The Rogue King wants us fractured. That's how he wins.

"This isn't just about one Alpha or one Pack. This is about all of us. If we don't fight

en

and one by one, the Alphas nodded. It wasn't perfect,

around us unnaturally still. Andros marched under heavy guard, his expression unreadable but his sharp gaze missing

him with this?" Drystan muttered as he fell

not trusting him,” I replied. "I'm using him. There's

but he didn't

position, Drystan stepped out from

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