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.

"I've doubled the guards around the Packhouse. Ryder is organizing rotations

"Ardan doesn't fight fair. He'll find a way, Killian. He always

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

weight of Cedric's words hung over me like a dark

king always

my children, of him using their blood for

strong, Killian," I said finally, my

when it comes to our

when it comes to them. I won't survive it

around mine, his golden

me.

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

"But I'm scared, Killian.

"Astrid, you've been worrying so much,

good for you. For them. They need you to

them away. "I'm trying," I whispered. "But the thought of losing them... it

my cheeks. "Listen to me," he said softly, his

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

"I trust

we'll stop him before he gets close. I promise you, Astrid,

other when the heavy door creaked open. Both of us turned toward it, and to my surprise, Asha stepped

back hastily, and she was still wearing the simple

her eyes spoke of sleepless

I asked, stepping forward. "What are

on the children," she said softly, her

about everything Cedric said, and... I had to see them. To

the tremor in my voice betrayed me. "Killian

her voice gentle but firm. She stepped closer,

how much you worry. I couldn't

he said nothing, stepping back to give us

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