Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 395

Chapter 395: The Sacrifice

Astrid's POV

The heat of the amulet's power surged through me, fire and ice clawing at my very core. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the end, ready to accept the pain that would come. This was it.

But before the energy could consume me, a sudden, powerful force slammed into my side, sending me sprawling to the ground.

I gasped, my eyes flying open in shock. The world spun for a moment before I steadied myself, and when I looked up, my heart stopped.

Rowena stood where I had been, her hands firmly on the amulet, the blinding glow of its energy engulfing her.

Our eyes met. For a fleeting moment, there was no coldness in her gaze, no calculation-only peace.

"Rowena, no!" I screamed, scrambling to my feet.

She closed her eyes, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips, and said nothing.

The energy erupted from the amulet, a searing light that forced me to shield my face.

"No!" the Rogue King's voice boomed, his fury cutting through the chaos.

The light intensified, consuming everything around us until it was impossible to see.

When the light finally faded, the clearing was eerily silent.

I lowered my hands, my heart pounding as I took in the scene. The amulet lay shattered into countless tiny pieces, glittering like dust across the broken altar.

And there, lying still on the ground, was Rowena.

Her lifeless eyes stared up at the sky, her hands frozen in place where they had clutched the amulet.

was over. Rowena was gone, and the amulet was

save for the faint crackle of the shattered altar and the occasional groan of the injured.

I couldn't breathe.

much pain. Rowena, who had betrayed us time

had taken the amulet's

Why?

suffocating me with its weight. Rowena had always been selfish, always calculating, always serving her own interests. She had no love for

out beneath me as I knelt beside her. My hand hovered over her face, trembling,

and unfeeling, now

throat, confusion clawing at me. "Why?" I whispered, my voice breaking. "Why would

He stood a few steps away, his golden eyes wide and unfocused as he stared at

voice hoarse. "No.

to his knees beside her, his hand reaching out

make it real. His jaw tightened, and a

his voice breaking. "You—” He choked on the words, his hands gripping her arm

down his face,

that tore through him like a storm.

a source of anger

always thought her death would bring relief, even justice. But now that she was gone,

hated you,” he admitted, his voice shaking. “I hated

his forehead to

saved

of snapping

I turned to see the Rogue King emerging from the shadows, his face a mask of fury. His eyes blazed with unbridled rage as he

ovel

and the

his voice echoing through

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255