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Chapter 369: Interrogation

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Astrid’s POV

The Silvermoon Packhouse was unusually quiet as we arrived, the afternoon sun casting long shadows across the grounds.

My wolf stirred uneasily within me, sensing the tension in both Killian and myself.

nWe hadn’t spoken much on the way back, but the weight of what we’d uncovered hung heavy between us.

As we approached the front steps, the sound of laughter broke through the silence.

I turned toward the sound and saw Rowena in the courtyard, her face uncharacteristically soft as she knelt in the grass, playing with Ryker and Elara.

“Mama! Papa!” Elara’s bright voice rang out as she spotted us.

Ryker followed close behind her, his grin wide as he sprinted toward Killian. “You’re back!”

I knelt just in time to catch Elara as she threw herself into my arms, her small hands clutching at me as if I’d been gone for days. “I missed you, Mama!”

I smiled, seeing her melted all my worries away. Although I wasn’t gone that long it felt like I haven’t seen her in ages upon seeing
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