Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 415

Chapter 415: Mother’s Worries

Astrid's POV

The wind howled against the Packhouse walls, carrying an unnatural chill that seeped into my bones.

The moon hung low in the sky, its silvery light casting long shadows through the windows.

I sat in the corner of Ryker and Elara's shared room, my knees pulled to my chest, watching their small forms rise and fall with each breath.

They looked so peaceful. So unaware of the storm brewing around them.

Killian had insisted I get some rest, but the thought of leaving them alone-even with the guards stationed outside the room-was unbearable.

Every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of the wind, sent a jolt of paranoia through me.

"You're not helping them by running yourself into the ground," Killian's voice came softly from the doorway.

I looked up to find him leaning against the frame, his arms crossed. His golden eyes, usually so fierce, softened as they met mine.

"They're just kids, Killian," I whispered, my voice trembling. "They don't deserve to be part of this war."

Killian stepped into the room, his boots making almost no sound on the wooden floor.

"I know," he said, sitting down beside me. "But they're also our kids. And that makes them strong."

I glanced at Ryker, his small hand clutching the edge of his blanket. Elara stirred

in her sleep, murmuring something incoherent before settling again.

"They shouldn't have to be strong," I whispered, the words catching in my throat. "They should be safe."

Killian reached out, his hand covering mine.

firmly. "I've doubled the guards around the Packhouse. Ryder is organizing rotations to ensure there's no

said, shaking my head. "Ardan doesn't fight

jaw tightening. "Then we'll find a

but the weight of Cedric's words hung

always gets

Ardan coming for my children, of him using their blood for his

strong, Killian," I said finally, my voice barely

battle that's come my way. But when it comes to our

when it comes to them.

around mine, his golden eyes softening as he

me.

gently, "you're not weak. You're their mother. That kind of love— it's not weakness. It's strength. It's what

my voice trembling. "But I'm scared,

firm. "Astrid, you've been worrying so much,

fear-it's not good for you. For them.

my eyes, but I blinked them away. "I'm trying," I whispered. "But the

cupped my face, his thumbs brushing against my cheeks. "Listen to me," he said softly, his

I'll protect them. I'll protect you. With everything I have.

touch. "I trust you," I said quietly. "I just... I don't trust

eyes hardening. "Neither do I. That's why we'll stop him before he gets close. I promise you, Astrid, he'll never touch

the heavy door creaked open. Both of us turned toward it, and to my

and she was still wearing the simple robe she must have

of sleepless nights, but her expression was

forward. "What

said softly, her gaze flicking between me

I've been thinking about everything Cedric said, and... I

fine," I said quickly, though the tremor in my voice betrayed me. "Killian has

but firm. She stepped closer, placing a reassuring hand on

Astrid. And I know how much you worry. I couldn't sit in my room knowing how much this must be

but he said nothing,

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