Chapter 431: Breaking Point

Astrid's POV

The words on the paper blurred before my eyes, my grip tightening until the edges crumpled in my shaking hands.

My breath came in sharp, uneven gasps, my pulse hammering so loudly it

drowned out everything else.

Killian was speaking — his voice low and urgent — but I couldn't hear him.

All I could see was Elara.

Trapped. Alone. Scared.

The paper shook violently in my grasp as a sob tore from my throat.

My daughter was out there, in his hands. And he wanted me.

The weight of it settled over me like an iron cage.

This was never about the Pack. Never about a war.

It had always been about me.

A hand touched my wrist, firm and grounding. "Astrid."

Killian's voice finally cut through the haze of panic suffocating me. I looked up, meeting his golden eyes-burning with unspoken fear.

For me.

For Elara.

For all of us.

swallowed hard, my throat

Killian's grip tightened immediately, his entire body going rigid. "Absolutely

his grasp. "Killian, he has her. What do you expect me to do? Sit here? Wait for another letter? Hope that he won't—" My voice cracked. I couldn't say it.

Astrid. You can let a simple message get into your head!" Killian raised his voice, thinking that would pull

Astrid. Ardan shows no mercy. He won't give us this chance without an ulterior

well enough to be sure you'd go

my daughter is out there, Killian! She's alone, and she's—" My

clutched the paper to my chest like it held

can't eat, I can't even breathe without wondering if she's okay. If she's alive. If

step toward me, but I shook my

My voice

she's calling for me and I'm

Killian caught me, his arms wrapping

Killian!" My hands fisted

"I have to go. I have to

"No," he growled, his voice suddenly sharp, commanding. "You are not going

tear streaked face to

desperation twisting my expression.

trade myself for her. She's just a child. I can't let

golden eyes burning with

his voice thick with

his chest, but he didn't move. "I won't risk her life!

sharply, his fingers curling

was harsh, almost furious. "You know what he wants, Astrid. He doesn't care about Elara

giving him what he wants," I snapped. "I don't care

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