Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 395

Astrid’s POV

The clearing was chaos. The amulet’s glow grew brighter with each passing second, its pulsating light casting long, flickering shadows across the battlefield.

The energy emanating from it was suffocating, filling the air with an oppressive pressure that made it hard to breathe.

I reached the altar, my wolf surging forward as I clawed at the ancient runes alongside Nova.

Each strike against the stone sent sparks of light into the air, but the runes resisted, glowing brighter and stronger as if mocking our efforts.

“It’s not working!” Nova shouted, her voice cracking with frustration.

“Keep trying!” I yelled back, refusing to give in. But even as I struck the runes again and again, I felt the futility in my movements.

Behind us, Killian and the Rogue King clashed in a violent storm of teeth and claws, their snarls echoing through the clearing.

Killian’s golden wolf fought with unrelenting power, but the Rogue King’s speed and cunning gave him an edge, keeping the battle balanced on a knife’s edge.

“We can’t keep this up!” Nova cried, her claws leaving deep grooves in the altar’s surface. “The amulet is feeding off the ritual—it’s getting stronger!”

Rowena’s voice cut through the chaos, cold and sharp. “You’re wasting your time.”

I turned to see her standing a few steps back, her sharp eyes fixed on the amulet. “The runes won’t break,” she said. “The energy is woven into the ritual. If you want to stop it, someone has to absorb it.”

“Absorb it?” Drystan’s voice was sharp, his wolf snarling as he joined us at the altar. “Are you insane? No one could survive that!”

Rowena’s expression didn’t waver. “Then no one survives this night.”

The weight of her words settled heavily on all of us. Nova froze, her claws still against the stone, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Drystan growled low, his claws flexing as his wolf paced within him.

Killian shifted back to his human form, his chest heaving as he fought to catch his breath.

His golden eyes blazed with fury as he glared at Rowena. “There has to be another way,” he growled.

“There isn’t,” Rowena replied coldly. “The energy is too unstable. If it isn’t contained, it will consume everything within miles.”

“I’ll do it,” I said, the words leaving my mouth before I could stop them.

The world seemed to freeze.

“No.” Killian’s voice was low, trembling with barely contained rage.

I turned to face him, my heart breaking at the look in his eyes. “Killian—”

“No!” he roared, stepping forward and grabbing my arms.