Chapter 418: The Rogue’s Hand

Chapter 78: A Chilling Revelation

Astrid's POV

The air outside was still, an eerie contrast to the turmoil churning inside me. The rogue's words echoed in my mind: Ardan always gets what he wants.

The Packhouse was alive with activity as I made my way to the war room.

Warriors were moving in and out, relaying reports and receiving orders. The tension in the air was palpable, thick enough to taste.

Killian was already there when I arrived, standing at the head of the table with Ryder at his side.

The map was spread out in front of them, marked with red circles and lines denoting potential weak spots in our defenses.

He looked up when I entered, his golden eyes narrowing slightly.

"Astrid,” he said, his tone softer than it had been moments ago in the interrogation

room.

"Do we know anything new?" I asked, stepping closer to the table.

Ryder shook his head, his expression grim. "The rogue we captured is a low- ranking pawn. He doesn't know anything valuable, or if he does, he's not talking."

Killian clenched his jaw, his claws twitching at his sides. “Ardan's planning something. We just don't know what."

I studied the map, my gaze settling on the eastern border where the attack had occurred.

"He's testing us," I said quietly, my thoughts forming as I spoke. "He's looking for weaknesses, seeing how we respond."

Ryder nodded. "That's what we thought too. But there's more."

before turning back to me. "Ryder's patrol found something near

heart skipped a beat. "What is

a folded piece of parchment from his pocket, placing it on the

I stepped closer

was jagged, almost frantic, and the words made my

weaken them with smaller attacks before moving

edge of the table. "The children,"

dug into the parchment as his golden

Ryker and Elara directly now," he said, his voice a low growl. "He's trying to break you,

straightened, forcing myself to

firmly, though my voice wavered slightly. "But we

the guards," Ryder said, his tone cautious. "If we pull any more warriors from the borders, we risk spreading ourselves too

met mine, his

move more

your

the

might try

nodded, already making

"Until this is over, I'm

frowned, his brows knitting together. "Astrid, you need to

I snapped, my frustration boiling over. "Not when

them, Killian. Don't

hands gripping my shoulders

their strength. If you burn yourself

them. Let

defenses. Trust me."

the

weight of his words

heart.

looking for

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

Comments ()

0/255