Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 246

Astrid’s POV

“Bring her a chair and offer her a drink,” I commanded the warrior standing near us, trying to maintain some semblance of respect despite the tension.

Giselle raised an eyebrow, a smug look crossing her expression. “Oh, how generous of you, Astrid,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “But I think it would be more fitting if you personally served me. As the head here, it would be proper for you to serve me because I’m the Luna.”

The warriors around us shifted uncomfortably, sensing the challenge in her words.

I scoffed and turned my attention back to the warrior. “Why are you still standing here? Go bring the Luna her chair and offer her a drink,” I commanded him, my tone leaving no room for debate.

The warrior nodded quickly and moved to comply, but Giselle’s voice rang out sharply, halting him. “Stop right there!” she yelled, her tone laced with authority.

The tension in the air thickened as she turned her gaze to the gathered warriors. “Let me make something clear,” she continued, her voice cold and commanding. “Anyone who moves to obey Astrid’s command will be exiled from the Pack. I will not tolerate insubordination!” Giselle yelled, her expression hardening.

A murmur of shock rippled through the group. The warriors exchanged glances, caught between loyalty to their Luna, and their loyalty to me as their leader. I could feel the weight of their indecision.

Giselle smirked, clearly reveling in the power she wielded when she saw everyone’s reaction.

However, her happiness was short-lived when I finally spoke, my voice steady and resolute.

“Have you already forgotten what your Alpha told you?” I asked, raising my voice to command their attention.

I locked eyes with the several warriors, willing them to remember the words that had been spoken. “Your Alpha has appointed me as your female general. You should be listening to my commands.

The tension shifted as my words sank in. I could see understanding dawning on some faces as they realized their mistake. Their expressions hardened with resolve, and determination sparkled in their eyes.

They were ready to obey me and support my leadership, and the atmosphere transformed from uncertainty to solidarity.

Giselle’s confidence wavered when she heard my words and noticed the warriors’ reaction. She became rigid, her shoulders tense, and the corners of her lips twitched visibly as she struggled to maintain her poise.

As the warrior moved again to obey my command, Giselle's frustration boiled over. “I am your Luna! Are you not afraid of my words?” she yelled angrily, her voice echoing across the training grounds.

The tension in the air cackled as her fury heightened. I could see that Giselle was slowly losing her hold on the warriors.

One of the warriors stepped forward, his gaze steady and resolute.“You are our Luna, but Astrid is our general. As warriors of the Pack, we pledge our loyalty to her,” he declared, his voice ringing with conviction.