Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 381

Killian’s POV

The tension in the council chamber was suffocating.

The Forsaken Amulet sat at the center of the table, its faint glow casting eerie shadows across the room.

Nova’s silence was heavy, her jaw tight as she stared at the artifact. Drystan stood to my left, his posture rigid, fists clenched at his sides.

Rowena, however, was calm. Too calm. She stood by the window, her back to the room, as though she had nothing to fear.

“We can’t ignore the rogue’s message,” Drystan said, his voice sharp, cutting through the heavy air. “They’re coming, and we’re still sitting here debating whether to act.”

“We are acting,” Astrid said firmly, her eyes meeting his. “But rushing into this without knowing the full extent of their plan is exactly what they want.”

Drystan let out a frustrated growl. “We don’t have the luxury of time, Astrid. Every second we wait, the rogues get closer to taking what they want. And that Amulet…”

His voice trailed off, his eyes narrowing at Rowena. “That Amulet didn’t just appear out of nowhere. Someone had to lead them to it.”

Rowena turned slowly, her lips curving into a faint smile. “Do you really think I orchestrated the discovery of an artifact that could destroy me?”

“You’ve done worse,” Nova snapped, stepping forward.

My wolf bristled, sensing the rising hostility in the room. “Enough,” I said, my voice steady but firm. “This isn’t the time for accusations.”

“Then when?” Nova demanded, her eyes blazing. “How long are we going to ignore the fact that she’s the reason Liora’s dead?”

The room fell silent. My chest tightened, and I avoided meeting Drystan’s gaze.

“You knew?” Drystan’s voice was low, dangerous.

I didn’t answer. The weight of his anger pressed down on me like a physical force.

“Killian,” Nova said, her tone trembling with fury. “You knew Rowena was involved in Liora’s death, and you said nothing?”

I opened my mouth, but no words came out.

“It’s true,” Astrid said softly, stepping forward.

Drystan turned to her, his expression a mix of disbelief and rage. “You knew too?”

“We found out months ago,” Astrid admitted, her voice heavy with guilt. “Rowena made a deal with the rogues. She orchestrated Liora’s death to prevent her from becoming Luna.”

Drystan’s wolf surged forward, a deep growl rumbling in his chest. “You promised me justice, Killian,” he snarled. “You stood beside me and swore we’d find the truth. And the whole time, you were protecting her.”

“I wasn’t protecting her,” I said quietly, though the words sounded hollow even to me.