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Chapter 426: Fractured Bonds
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Astrid’s POVThe 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.I swallowed hard, my throat raw. “I have to go.”“No.” Killian’s grip tightened immediately, his entire body going rigid. “Absolutely not.”I stepped back, wrenching
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Astrid’s POVThe corridors leading to the infirmary felt impossibly long, the walls closing in on me with every step. My heart pounded, a relentless drumbeat of panic and guilt, louder than my own breath, louder than the torches flickering along the stone walls.Ryker.My son.The thought of him lying there, unconscious and injured, made my stomach twist violently. I should have been there. I should have protected them both.Killian’s hand was firm on the small of my back, steadying me, grounding me, but I barely felt it. The only thing I could focus on was the door ahead, slightly ajar, spilling faint light into the dim hallway.I hesitated for only a second before pushing it open.The moment I saw him, my legs nearly gave out beneath me.Ryker lay on the bed, his small body dwarfed by the sheets tucked around him. His face was too pale, his lashes dark against his cheeks, his breathing slow and shallow. A thick bandage was wrapped around his head, stark against his golden hair.
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 428: Mother’s Desperation
Astrid’s POVThe world felt distant, muffled by the thick fog of unconsciousness. My body was heavy, weighed down by pain and exhaustion, yet my mind clawed for clarity, for awareness.Then, all at once, reality came crashing down.Elara.My breath hitched, my body jolting as I forced my eyes open. A sharp pain seared through my back, but I ignored it, my heart hammering against my ribs. My surroundings swam into focus—the soft glow of candlelight flickering against the stone walls, the scent of herbs lingering in the air.I was in my room.Someone had carried me here.A shadow shifted beside me, and my gaze landed on Killian.He sat in a chair beside the bed, his elbows resting on his knees, his golden eyes dark with something raw and unguarded. His face was drawn, his usual sharp confidence buried beneath an overwhelming weight.The moment he saw me stir, he straightened. “Astrid,” he breathed, relief washing over his features.But I barely heard him.“Elara,” I gasped, my voice
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 427: Weight of Failure
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Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 426: Fractured Bonds
Astrid’s POVLong shadows cast down on me as I walked through the halls. Every step felt heavier than the last, the air thick with tension. I had spent the last hour sitting by Elara and Ryker’s beds, watching their peaceful faces, willing my fears to fade away. But they hadn’t.I had always trusted my instincts, and right now, they were screaming at me. Something was wrong.Killian had tried to reassure me, promising that we had taken every precaution, that the guards stationed around our children were the best of the best. But my gut told me otherwise. Ardan was methodical. He didn’t make reckless moves. If he had stayed silent for this long, it was because he was waiting for the perfect opportunity.I wasn’t about to let him take it.I turned a corner and found Killian waiting for me outside the war room, his golden eyes watching me closely. He had been expecting me.“You didn’t rest,” he said simply.“Neither did you,” I countered, folding my arms across my chest.He exhaled, ru
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 425: Nightmares
Astrid’s POVThe 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
