Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 351

Andros’s POV

The knock on my door came just as I expected. My warriors knew better than to waste time when it came to delivering critical information.

“Enter,” I called, my voice steady and calm.

One of my men stepped in, bowing his head in deference. “Alpha Andros, we’ve confirmed Astrid’s location. She’s at the Crimsonbane Pack. Asha and Killian are already on their way to see her.”

A slow, sinister smile spread across my face. “Perfect,” I murmured, leaning back in my chair.

I tapped my fingers against the armrest, letting the satisfaction wash over me.

Asha thought she was so clever, thought she could outmaneuver me. She’d been playing right into my hands from the beginning, her every move as predictable as the sunrise.

“She actually believed she was outsmarting me,” I said, my voice laced with amusement. “Stupid girl. Always so ruled by her emotions. So easy to read.”

I stood, walking to the window as I continued, my voice dropping into a colder tone. “Asha has always been predictable. Always so eager to prove herself, to do the ‘right thing.’ She never stopped to consider she was playing the role I set for her.”

I turned back to face the warrior, my smile fading into something colder, sharper. “And now she’s done exactly what I needed. She’s led me straight to Astrid.”

The warrior shifted slightly, clearly uncomfortable under my gaze, but I didn’t care. My mind was already racing ahead to the next step.

“Astrid is with the Crimsonbane Pack, you say?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.

“Yes, Alpha,” the warrior replied.

I chuckled darkly. “Then it’s time to ensure she has no escape. Killian have left his pack unguarded. The Silvermoon Pack will be vulnerable without their Alpha. It’s the perfect opportunity to strike.”

The warrior’s brows furrowed slightly. “Strike, Alpha?”

I smirked, the plan forming in my mind. “I’m sure Killian had left his son behind as well. We will take Ryker.”

The warrior’s eyes widened slightly, but he didn’t dare question me. “The boy?”

“Yes, the boy,” I snapped, my voice icy. “If the Crimsonbane Pack values Astrid’s life they’ll hand her over when I put her son’s life on the line. It’s simple leverage — one they can’t ignore.”

“But, Alpha—”

“Don’t question me,” I cut him off sharply, my tone brooking no argument. “The Silvermoon Pack is weak now. Their Alpha is gone, chasing after Astrid. It’s the perfect time to take what we need. Assemble the warriors immediately and prepare for a raid.”

The warrior bowed low, murmuring, “Yes, Alpha,” before hurrying out of the room to carry out my orders.

I sat back in my chair, the cold satisfaction settling over me like a cloak.

Asha thought she was clever, but she’d been nothing more than a pawn in my game.