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.

gone, and the amulet

of the injured. My heart hammered in my chest as I stared at Rowena's still form, her lifeless eyes fixed

I couldn't breathe.

had caused so much pain. Rowena,

had pushed me aside. She had taken the amulet's power into herself and

Why?

had always been selfish, always calculating, always serving her own interests. She had no love for me—or anyone else, it seemed. Yet she had

I knelt beside her. My hand hovered over

once so sharp and unfeeling, now stared blankly into the sky.

felt a lump in my throat, confusion clawing at me. "Why?" I whispered, my

eyes wide and

he whispered, his voice hoarse. "No.

He sank to his knees beside her, his hand reaching

if saying it aloud would make it real. His jaw tightened,

choked on the words, his hands

down

grief that tore through him like a storm. For so

source of

bring relief, even justice. But now that she

admitted, his voice shaking. “I hated you for

He pressed his forehead to her

her. You saved

sound of snapping

King emerging from the shadows, his face a mask of fury.

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body and the

he roared, his voice echoing through the

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