Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 421

Chapter 421: Breaking the Illusion

Astrid's POV

The Packhouse felt like it was holding its breath.

The soft rustle of papers, the distant murmur of warriors preparing for their assignments, even the steady crackle of the fireplace-all of it felt muted under the weight of what was coming.

I stood at the center of the war room, the maps and reports spread before me like pieces of a puzzle I hadn't yet solved.

My mind raced through the details, analyzing each thread of information, trying to see the bigger picture that Ardan had laid out for us.

We had a plan—an effective one by all accounts. But something gnawed at me, a persistent itch in the back of my mind that refused to be ignored.

This was too easy. Too obvious. And when it came to Ardan, nothing was ever straightforward.

The rogues had proven time and again that they were more than just a mindless army.

They adapted, improvised, and somehow always managed to stay two steps ahead.

If we underestimated them now, the cost could be devastating.

The door creaked open, and Killian stepped inside, his golden eyes immediately locking onto mine.

His presence, as always, was steadying-a reminder that I wasn't alone in this fight.

“The warriors are in position,” he said, his voice low but firm. “We're ready to strike at the supply routes the moment you give the word."

I nodded, my gaze flickering to the map.

always, marking every potential

instead of feeling reassured, I felt an unsettling sense

said, though my

his brow furrowing as

like a storm. "It's too straightforward," I admitted, tracing a line along

us see this if he's making it this obvious-then he

tightened, and he leaned over the table, his hands pressing against

"I think they might be. He knows we'll target his resources-it's the most

the question is, why let us? What's he

his head slightly, his golden gaze studying me. "What

the pieces of the puzzle beginning to shift into place. Ardan wasn't just

move he made was calculated to dismantle the Packs

the supply routes were bait, then the real target had to

to divert us?" I said aloud, my voice gaining strength. "What if he's trying to lure our forces away from something more

furrowed.

straightened, my heartbeat quickening as the

weaken us-it's to destroy the foundation of the

after something critical,

that represents everything he

he stepped closer, his voice low. "The council

a spot on the

If he strikes there, it's not just an attack-it's a statement. A declaration

اظا

would explain why he's letting

the bait, he'll have the opportunity

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