Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 425
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Astrid’s POV
The eerie silence of the Packhouse had never felt more oppressive.
The warmth of the torches lining the halls failed to chase away the chill that seemed to settle deep in my bones.
I paced outside Elara’s room, my mind racing as I tried to make sense of what had just happened.
The image of the guard’s frightened expression, the mention of a rogue scent, it all played on a loop in my mind.
Killian stood nearby, speaking in hushed tones to Ryder.
His golden eyes were sharp, every ounce of his Alpha authority pouring into the conversation as he issued orders.
His presence was reassuring, but the fear gripping my chest refused to ease.
Elara.
The thought of her so close to danger made my stomach churn. She was too young, too innocent to be dragged into this nightmare.
Ardan’s shadow was creeping closer, and it terrified me.
“Ryder,” Killian said, his tone steady but laced with anger. “I want a full sweep of the Packhouse and the surrounding forest. If there’s even a trace of rogue presence, I want to know about it.”
Ryder nodded, his face grim. “Understood, Alpha. I’ll personally oversee the search.”
As Ryder left, Killian turned to me, his expression softening.
“Astrid,” he said quietly, stepping closer. “Elara’s safe. The guards didn’t let anyone get near her.”
“Not yet,” I said, my voice trembling. “But he’s testing us, Killian. He’s getting closer, and we’re running out of time.”
Killian placed a hand on my shoulder, his touch firm but gentle.
“We’re not running out of time,” he said. “We’re ahead of him. And we’ll stay ahead of him.”
I met his gaze, searching for reassurance in the depths of his golden eyes. “What if we’re not?” I whispered. “What if this is just the beginning?”
He opened his mouth to respond, but before he could speak, Asha emerged from Elara’s room, her expression calm yet cautious.
“She’s still sleeping,” she said softly, her gaze shifting between us. “Whatever happened, she wasn’t disturbed.”
I exhaled slowly, some of the tension in my chest easing. “Thank you, Asha,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
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