Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 425: Nightmares

Astrid's POV

The unease had taken root deep in my chest, twisting tighter with each passing moment.

The Packhouse bustled with warriors and scouts moving in and out, delivering updates and taking orders, but it didn't soothe the gnawing feeling in my gut.

It felt like standing on the edge of a cliff, waiting for the inevitable plunge.

I stood in the war room, pretending to focus on the reports spread across the table.

Maps marked with patrol routes and potential rogue movements stared back at me, but none of it felt real.

My eyes kept darting to the door, half-expecting someone to rush in with news of an attack.

Killian was on the other side of the room, speaking with Ryder. His golden eyes burned with intensity, and the tension in his stance betrayed his own worries, though he'd never admit them outright.

Killian always bore the weight of leadership with unwavering strength, but I knew he felt the strain just as much as I did.

"The eastern border," Ryder said, his voice carrying across the room. "That's where the most recent sightings have been. Scouts reported tracks leading deeper into rogue territory, but no direct signs of an attack."

Killian nodded, his tone clipped as he responded. "Send another team to investigate. If they're gathering there, I want to know why. Make sure the warriors are prepared for an ambush."

Ryder bowed slightly before turning to leave. As he passed me, he offered a brief nod, but I barely registered it. My focus was on Killian, who finally turned his gaze to me.

"You've been quiet," he said, crossing the room to stand beside me.

"I've been thinking," I replied, my voice softer than I intended.

me for a moment, his brow furrowing. "What is it, Astrid? You've had that look

to find the words to explain the weight pressing on me.

few scattered sightings, but no real attacks? It's

sighed, his hand brushing against mine. "We've reinforced every vulnerable spot. The warriors are ready, the

"But it doesn't feel like enough. He's

at us head-on. He'll find a way to

he placed a hand on my

planning, we'll stop him. You're not alone in

but the knot in my chest refused

thoughts drifted to Elara and Ryker. The memory of Cedric's words still haunted me: He'll come

going to check on them," I said abruptly, stepping away from the

don't have to," he said gently. "The guards are watching over them. They're

I replied. "But I'll feel better if

Later That Night

of the Packhouse were unusually quiet as

shadows on the walls, and every creak of the wooden floor seemed amplified in

straightened as I approached, their postures rigid. I nodded to them before gently pushing the

the room, and my heart ached

beds,

lips parted slightly as she murmured something

protector, had his arm draped over the edge of

in the chair near their beds, folding my arms tightly across my

me all day felt

brought me comfort, but it only reminded me of how

look so worried,

soft voice startled me, and I turned to see Elara's eyes fluttering open.