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.

will be," he said firmly. "I've doubled the guards around the Packhouse. Ryder is

my head. "Ardan doesn't

his jaw tightening. "Then we'll find a way to stop him before he gets

weight of

rogue king always gets what he

him using their blood for his twisted goals, made

I said finally, my voice barely above a

my way. But when it comes to our children..." My voice cracked, and I swallowed hard, forcing the

when it comes to

mine, his golden eyes

me.

weak. You're their mother. That kind of love—

"But I'm scared, Killian. What if I fail them? What

firm. "Astrid, you've been worrying

constant fear-it's not good for you. For them. They need you to be strong

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

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

everything I have. But you have to trust me.

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

I. That's why we'll stop him before he gets close. I promise you, Astrid, he'll never touch our

creaked open. Both of us turned toward it, and to my surprise, Asha stepped into the

was still wearing the simple robe she must have thrown on in

her eyes spoke of sleepless nights, but her expression was

forward. "What

she said softly, her gaze flicking between me

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

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

but firm. She stepped closer, placing

I know how much you worry. I couldn't sit in my

he said nothing, stepping back to

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