Ch. 406..410: Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 406-410

Chapter 406: Leaked Information

Astrid's POV

The words hung in the air, heavy and ominous. I felt my chest tighten, the

implications settling like a stone in my stomach. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Andros's gaze dropped again, his shoulders slumping as if the weight of his confession was too much to bear.

"If you suspect that someone's feeding the rogue king information, it wasn't me. It must be someone close to you," he answered. "Since they know so much about the Pack, it could be someone in your ranks. Tell me, is there anyone acting weird recently? Anyone you think that is hiding something."

"That's impossible," I instantly blurted out. "All of us wanted the rogue king gone. All of us were helping each other to overcome this crisis. Why would someone betray us and work with the rogue king?"

"I'm not the one leaking information to the rogue king," Andros spoke sternly.

"Who do you think it is?" The question that escaped Killian's mouth made me look at him.

"Killian, what are you saying?" I asked as I whipped my head to him.

I thought he would take my side and have the same thoughts as me. I couldn't

suspect any traitor among us. It was impossible, absurd even.

Andros and Killian stared at each other for a long time, sharing quiet understanding. Killian was the first to speak. "Was it an Alpha?”

My jaw fell at Killian's question. I never considered that one of the Alphas could possibly be secretly working with the rogue king.

When Andros suggested that there could be someone working for the rogues among us, the first thing that came to my mind were the members of our Pack.

"I'm not sure," Andros answered. "As I told you, I don't know anything about the rogue King. Aside from the forsaken amulet, I have no idea what else he is planning or thinking. All I know is that he has a lot of people helping him and it could be someone you would least expect."

Killian slowly nodded his head. "If he could have my mother work secretly for him, then he could have had another Alpha or Luna working secretly for him too."

Who could it be? Who is he thinking?

Andros nodded. "You should check everyone. We can never be too safe."

Killian's fists clenched at his sides, his breathing uneven as he thought of someone like an Alpha and a Luna working as a spy against us.

"Who do you think would have a connection to the rogue king?" I asked Andros.

Andros's eyes narrowed in thought. "I don't know who will. Maybe we would be totally surprised to find out who that person is."

The sincerity in his voice struck me harder than I expected. He wasn't deflecting blame, wasn't trying to escape his situation.

If anything, he seemed resigned, his regret etched into every line of his face.

Killian's voice was low, trembling with restrained fury. "If we find out you're lying—"

"I'm not," Andros interrupted, his

voice steady but filled with quiet sorrow You don't have to believe me. I wouldn't blame you if you didn't. But I'm telling you the truth."

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I swallowed hard, my mind racing with possibilities. If Andros was right, then we weren't just fighting an external enemy. The rogue king's reach extended much further than we thought, and the traitor could be anyone.

Killian exhaled sharply, his hands flexing as he tried to keep his emotions in

check. "Let's go," he said finally, his voice tight.

As we left the cell, Andros's parting words echoed in my mind, heavy with foreboding. Someone close to you. Someone you trust.

The thought chilled me to my core.

The walk back from Andros's cell was silent, but my mind was anything but. His words played on a relentless loop, wrapping themselves around my thoughts like a vice.

I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to. For weeks, we'd all worked together, shared strategies, and fought side by side.

We have held countless council meetings before this and no one was acting suspicious. Everyone was working together to face the rogue king.

I would have known if there is a traitor among us, especially when we always talk

about strategies and defeating the rogue king during council meetings.

How could someone betray us? How could they betray their kind?

"Killian," I began, my voice hesitant, "We could be wrong about this."

Killian didn't answer immediately, his steps measured and deliberate. His jaw was tight, the tension in his body palpable.

“I don't know,” he finally said, his voice low and strained. “I want us to be wrong. But can we afford to assume we are?"

My stomach churned at his response. Andros's words felt like a splinter lodged deep in my thoughts, festering with doubt.

I found myself replaying every council meeting we'd held, every conversation we'd had about the rogue attacks.

Everyone had seemed so... genuine. Alphas and Lunas offering suggestions, sharing intelligence, strategizing together. How could one of them be a spy? It didn't make sense.

I shook my head, trying to push the thought away.

"It doesn't add up,” I said, more to

myself than to Killian. "What does the rogue king want? To destroy the hierarchies, to rule over all

werewolves, to create chaos. Why

would an Alpha or Lunet

who thrive in the current system-align with that? It goes against everything they stand for."

Killian's gaze flicked to me briefly, but he said nothing. His silence only fueled my

unease.

We continued down the dim hallway, our footsteps echoing faintly against the stone walls. My thoughts spiraled, grasping for answers, until a memory surfaced, sharp and clear.

The council meeting. Alpha Cedric standing, his voice loud and confrontational. The way he questioned our leadership, planting seeds of doubt among the others.

His timing had been too perfect, his accusations too pointed. My steps faltered, and I stopped in my tracks, the realization hitting me like a blow.

"What if it's him?" I said, my voice trembling.

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Chapter 407: Secret Identity

Astrid's POV

Killian halted mid-step, his shoulders stiffening as he turned to face me. His brow knitted together, the golden hue of his eyes darkening with unease.

"What do you mean?" he asked, his voice low, guarded.

I hesitated for just a heartbeat before the words poured out, tumbling over each other in a rush.

"Alpha Cedric," I said, my voice tight with urgency. "At the council meeting-he stood up, questioning us, doubting our leadership, our decisions."

Killian's brows pinched together as he processed my words.

"What if... what if it wasn't just him being confrontational? What if it was

intentional? Designed to sow distrust, to divide us?" I asked him

Killian's gaze sharpened, his eyes narrowing as he digested my words. A flicker of understanding crossed his face, followed by something colder, harder.

Slowly, he nodded. "I've been thinking the same thing," he admitted, his tone heavy with thought.

"When Andros suggested there could be a traitor, Cedric was the first person who came to mind. His words earlier—they weren't just challenges. They were aimed to make everyone question us, to stir doubt. And his timing..." He shook his head, his jaw clenching. "It's like he's trying to turn the others against us."

"I couldn't think of anyone aside from him. So far, he's the only one who has outright contradicted us. He is the most suspicious." I murmured, my thoughts spinning.

The puzzle pieces were beginning to align, and they pointed in a damning direction, but doubt gnawed at the edges of my certainty.

"Don't worry, if he is the traitor, I won't be easy on him. He will be publicly punished to set as a warning to the others," Killian answered sternly.

I swallowed hard, forcing myself to voice it. "But what if we're wrong, Killian?" I asked, my voice quieter now, tinged with hesitation.

"What if he's innocent? We can't just suspect him because of the words he had said in the council meeting. We can't afford to act on assumptions. If we accuse him without proof, we'll prove his point-that our judgment is flawed. And if he's loyal..." I trailed off, the weight of that possibility pressing down on me.

Killian's expression darkened, his lips pressing into a thin line. For a moment, the only sound was the faint rustle of leaves outside.

Then he nodded, his movements slow, deliberate. "You're right," he said finally. "We can't act on suspicion alone. If we're wrong, accusing him will do more harm than good. But if we're right..." His voice faltered, and he inhaled sharply, his jaw tightening. "If we're right, we can't let it slide."

I exhaled slowly, my heart pounding

as I tried to steady myself. "We need proof," I said firmly, meeting his gaze. “If he's working with the rogue king, there has to be

evidence-letters, meetings,vel

something. We just have to find it."

Killian's eyes locked onto mine, the determination in them unwavering. "Then we'll find it," he said, his voice steady and resolute. "I will send someone to conduct an

investigation on him. He w 2% Ice

know that he is being followed, he wouldn't even know that we are

suspicious of him."

I nodded, though the unease in my chest refused to dissipate. "You should send the best man to investigate. We need to find the truth as soon as possible."

Killian's jaw flexed as he nodded. "I'll assign Ryder to this," he said decisively. "He's discreet and thorough. If Cedric is hiding something, Ryder will find it."

The mention of Ryder brought a flicker of reassurance, but the knot in my stomach remained tight.

"We can't afford any missteps," I reminded him, my voice low but firm. "The longer this drags on, the more damage Cedric-or whoever the traitor is-can do."

Killian's golden eyes darkened. "I know," he said, his voice sharp with determination. "Ryder will report to me directly. No one else."

I bit my lip, thinking back to Cedric's

brazen acons during the

council meeting. Was he acting on the Rogue King's orders or is he just an opportunist, taking his chance to win the hearts of everybody and convince them to be their leader?

But if he wasn't the traitor, then who else could it be?

The rogue king's reach was deeper than we'd anticipated, and the thought of someone close to us feeding him information sent a chill down my spine.

A moment later, a warrior appeared, his face pale and his breathing labored. “Alpha Killian, Luna Astrid," he bowed his head after addressing us with our titles. "The Alpha and Luna of the Crimsonbane Pack wishes to talk to you."

I instantly straightened. Damien and Valerie? Why would they would want to talk to us.

"Bring them somewhere private and give them food and refreshments while they wait. Tell them that we have some pressing matters to attend to and that we will talk to them as soon as possible," Killian ordered him.

The warrior nodded his head uncomfortably. "I'm sorry Alpha, but I don't think this can wait. Alpha Damien and Luna Valerie said that they had some information about the rogue king. You must meet them urgently.

Killian and I shared a gaze as soon as we heard the warrior's words.

What information could they have about the rogue king? Killian and I have been trying to find some clues about the rogue king's past, or his true identity, but we never found anything.

Even Andros who had worked and made a deal with him, has no idea about his identity.

 

Chapter 408: The Past

Astrid's POV

The private chamber was dimly lit, the flicker of candlelight casting shifting shadows on the stone walls. The air was thick with anticipation as Killian and I stepped into the room.

Alpha Damien and Luna Valerie stood by the hearth, their faces somber. Damien's normally relaxed posture was stiff, and Valerie's fingers were laced tightly together, betraying her tension.

"Damien, Valerie," Killian began, his voice firm. "We were told you've uncovered something about the rogue king. What is it?"

Damien exchanged a glance with Valerie before stepping forward, his gaze steady.

"Valerie and I had been conducting an investigation-secretly," he admitted. "Ever since the first rogue attacks began to increase, we've been suspicious."

Valerie nodded, her tone soft but urgent. "The rogue king's moves weren't random. They were calculated, methodical. He wasn't just targeting packs for power or resources; he was targeting the foundation of our system-the hierarchy, the unity that binds us."

Damien's jaw tightened. "So Valerie and I thought we could take a look on past rogue incidents and dig into the rogue's origins.

In order to understand what they were doing, we decided to look into patterns of their attacks, thinking it could give us a clue about their plans."

I furrowed my brow, exchanging a glance with Killian. "What did you find?" I asked, my voice low.

Damien hesitated for a moment, as if steeling himself. Then he said, "The rogue king didn't used to be rogue. He used to be a Pack member and his name is Ardan. We have found out about his past."

Killian's golden eyes narrowed. "You know who he is?" he pressed, his voice sharp with urgency.

"Yes," Valerie said quietly. "And once you hear his story, you'll understand why he's doing this."

I leaned forward, the air between us charged with tension. "Tell us."

Damien exhaled deeply, his gaze distant. "Ardan wasn't always the rogue king. He was an adopted member of the Forestwood Pack, after he was found near death when he was a baby.

No one knew where he came from, and who his parents were. He was an abandoned child."

I blinked. Who would have known that the poor baby they saved that day would then become someone who would destroy all of us?

"Then what happened?" I asked impatiently. "If he was saved by a Pack, then why did he grew up wanting to destroy Packs?"

Valerie's voice broke slightly as she answered me, "The Forestwood Pack never treated him well. Because of who he was, he was bullied and treated worse than a slave. The Forestwood saved his life, but they made him live in hell."

"We gathered some accounts of how he was treated. It explains why he hated hierarchies and why he wanted to dissolve Packs,” Damien supported. “The Alphas, the betas... everyone who had power abused him, treating him like nothing."

I swallowed. I know what that feels like to be treated like nothing, but I'm sure that what I experienced as the Luna of the Silvermoon Pack many years ago is nothing compared to the life that he grew up with.

Valerie nodded her head. "But he didn't stay invisible forever. Ardan was smart, determined. He started to push back, to fight for a place at the table. And that's when he met Cedric."

"Cedric?" I repeated, my heart skipping a beat. "He knew Cedric?"

"Yes," Damien confirmed. "They

grew up together in the same pack. Cedric wasn't an Alpha back

then-he was just like Ardan,

struggling to survive in a syste

that didn't care about them. The two of them became close, almost like brothers. They supported each other, fought for each other."

Killian's expression tightened, his disbelief evident. "Cedric was his friend?"

Valerie continued from where Damien left off."Ardan left. He disappeared for years, and when he returned... he wasn't the same.

He'd built an army, rogues who shared his pain, his anger. He wasn't just fighting for revenge he was fighting to tear down everything he believed had destroyed him."

I swallowed hard, the weight of their words settling in my chest. "And Cedric?" I asked, my voice quieter now. "Where does he stand in all of this?"

Damien hesitated, his gaze flickering with uncertainty. "That's what we're still trying to determine. From what we've uncovered, Cedric and Ardan had a falling out years ago. But whether Cedric is helping him now... that's unclear."

Killian's voice was sharp. "And you suspect he is."

Valerie's lips pressed into a thin line. "It would explain so much. His behavior at the council, his attempts to undermine you. If he's working with Ardan, he could be feeding him information, sowing division to weaken the packs from within."

A chill ran down my spine as I pieced it all together. Cedric, the outspoken Alpha, the one who had tried to turn the council against us... could he truly be working with the rogue king?

Damien's voice dropped, his tone grave. "There's one more thing you need to know. Something that confirms just how dangerous Ardan truly is."

I straightened, my pulse quickening. "What is it?"

Damien locked eyes with me, his expression somber. "Ardan isn't just any rogue. He's an Almega."

The room seemed to tilt, the air leaving my lungs in a rush. Killian stiffened beside me, his golden eyes wide with disbelief.

"An Almega?" I whispered, the word tasting foreign on my tongue.

Damien nodded. "Like you, Astrid. And that's why he's so dangerous. He doesn't just have power-he the strength and determination wield it against all of us. And if Cedrias truly working with him... He trailed off, the weight of

his

unfinished sentence heavier than

anything he could have said.

Killian's jaw clenched, his voice cold and steady. "Then we'll stop them. Both of them."

The room fell silent, the enormity of what lay ahead pressing down on all of us. Cedric's betrayal, Ardan's past, the revelation of his power-it all pointed to a storm brewing on the horizon. A storm that Killian and I would have to face head-on.

 

Chapter 409: Deception

Astrid's POV

The tension in the council chamber clung to my skin like a second layer of sweat.

Every time I closed my eyes, I could still see Alpha Cedric's smug expression from the last meeting, his words twisting the air with doubt and discontent.

Killian and I walked side by side through the dimly lit hall, his golden eyes sharp and focused.

Neither of us spoke as we headed toward the war room, our minds occupied by the same burning question: could Cedric truly be working with the rogue king?

The war room door creaked open, revealing Ryder standing at the center of the table, maps and documents scattered before him.

He looked up as we entered, his expression grim but composed.

"Alpha. Luna," Ryder greeted, bowing slightly.

"What did you find?" Killian asked, his voice steady but clipped.

Ryder straightened, his gaze meeting Killian's. "We've been discreetly monitoring Alpha Cedric's movements as you requested. There's nothing concrete yet, but... there's something off."

I frowned, stepping closer to the table. "What do you mean, 'off'?”

Ryder tapped a finger on the map spread before him. "Cedric's patrols have been irregular. His warriors are reporting gaps in his territory's defenses-places rogues could easily exploit. Yet, there's no indication he's bolstering those areas or even addressing the issue."

Killian's jaw tightened. "You think he's leaving those gaps intentionally?"

Ryder hesitated before nodding. "It's a possibility. More concerning, we intercepted a message sent from one of Cedric's scouts. The message was encrypted, but its destination wasn't one of the packs."

My heart sank. "Then where was it sent?"

Ryder met my gaze, his voice steady. "It was heading east-toward rogue territory."

The room seemed to shrink around me, the weight of the revelation pressing down on my chest.

I turned to Killian, whose golden eyes burned with restrained fury.

"If this is true..." I began, my voice faltering.

Killian finished for me, his voice cold and unyielding. "If it's true, then Cedric has been feeding the rogue king information all along."

We left Ryder in the war room with instructions to continue his surveillance.

As we walked through the halls, my mind raced with possibilities, each one darker than the last.

"Do you think it's him?" I asked softly, my voice barely above a whisper.

Killian didn't answer immediately, his gaze fixed ahead.

"I think we can't afford to trust him," he said finally. "Not until we have undeniable proof."

I nodded, the knot in my stomach tightening.

Cedric's behavior had always been abrasive, but if Ryder's findings were

accurate, it went far beyond mere arrogance.

As we turned a corner, a messenger appeared, his face pale and his breathing labored.

"Alpha Killian, Luna Astrid," he gasped, bowing quickly.

"What is it?" Killian demanded, his tone sharp.

"It's Alpha Cedric," the messenger said, his voice trembling. "He's left his territory. And he's heading east."

Killian's eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening. "Rogue territory."

"Yes, Alpha," the messenger confirmed.

The weight of the situation hit me like a blow. If Cedric was heading toward rogue territory, it could only mean one thing: he was going to meet the rogue king.

"We need to move," Killian said,

turning to me, his voice low but

resolute. "If Cedric is going to

rogue king, we can't let hims

without answers."

I nodded, my resolve hardening. "Let's go."

Hours later, we stood at the edge of Cedric's territory, the moon casting an eerie glow over the forest.

Killian had gathered a small, trusted group of warriors, their expressions tense but focused.

Ryder joined us, his steps silent as he approached.

"He crossed the border not long ago," he reported. "We tracked him heading east. If we move quickly, we can intercept him."

Killian nodded, his gaze sweeping over the group. "We move in silence. If Cedric is meeting with the rogue king, we need to catch him in the act."

The tension was palpable as we moved through the forest, each step deliberate and cautious.

My heart pounded in my chest, the weight of what we were about to do pressing heavily on my mind.

As we neared the border of rogue territory, the sound of voices reached my ears. Killian held up a hand, signaling for us to stop.

We crouched low, the shadows of the trees concealing us as we crept closer.

Through the dense foliage, I saw them: Cedric and a figure cloaked in darkness. The rogue king.

My breath hitched as I watched Cedric bow slightly, his voice carrying through the night.

"I've done as you asked. The gaps in my patrols have gone unnoticed, and the packs are growing weaker by the day."

The rogue king's voice was low, chilling in its calmness. "Good. Continue to sow doubt among the council. Divide them. Soon, they'll tear each other apart." Content Belongs to FindNovel

Rage boiled within me, but I forced myself to stay still.

Killian held his hand up, signalling our troops to stay still, having the same thoughts as me.

This is our opportunity to find more information on the enemy. Even though we can catch Cedric right now, what matters more is catching the rogue kiny.

This is our chance to find more information on the rogue king while they have no idea that we are right behind them.

Killian's hand brushed against mine, a silent reminder to stay focused.

His golden eyes burned with fury, but his expression remained unreadable.

As the rogue king spoke again, his words sent a chill down my spine "When the time comes, Cedric, you'll have your reward. But for now keep playing your part. And remember..."

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The rogue king stepped closer, his shadowy figure towering over Cedric. "No one

can know the truth about me. Not yet."

The cryptic words hung in the air as Cedric nodded, his expression tense.

Ryder leaned closer, his voice barely a whisper. "Look closer."

I squinted, my breath catching as I noticed movement in the shadows.

More rogues were hidden among the trees, their eyes glinting in the darkness.

They were armed, their weapons glinting faintly in the moonlight.

"It's a trap," Ryder murmured.

 

 

Chapter 410: Dual Entrapment

Astrid's POV

The air felt sharper, heavier. Ryder's words lingered, a warning that sent a jolt of adrenaline surging through me. "It's a trap."

Killian's hand tightened around mine briefly before he let go, signaling silently to the warriors around us.

His golden eyes locked onto mine, and without speaking, I understood. Be ready.

The rogues emerged from the shadows like wraiths, their movements swift and predatory.

My heart pounded as Killian raised a hand, signaling our group to spread out and form a defensive line.

The moonlight gleamed off their weapons, but it was their eyes-feral, unrelenting- that sent a shiver down my spine.

The rogue king's voice broke through the stillness, cold and calculated. "You've been followed, Cedric."

Cedric spun around, his eyes wide in shock and fear as his gaze darted toward the trees.

With the rogue king's army surrounding us, and with his calm demeanor. It was obvious that he had seen us from afar. He was prepared to stop us.

Only Cedric had no idea about what's happening around us, that he had used him as a bait

The rogue king didn't even glance back at us. Instead, he extended a hand, gesturing to the rogues. "Take care of it."

That was the only warning we got before chaos erupted.

The first rogue lunged, their blade, made of silver and reeking with the scent of wolfsbane, aimed for Killian.

He sidestepped effortlessly, his claws extending in a blur as he struck, sending the rogue sprawling.

I didn't have time to admire his precision as another came at me, their dagger glinting in the pale light.

One scratch from it is enough to weaken our wolves. The smell of wolfsbane dripping from their daggers smelled so pontent that it made me sick in the stomach.

I dodged, adrenaline sharpening my movements, and countered with a sweep of my leg, knocking them off balance.

The rogue hissed, scrambling to regain footing, but I didn't give them the chance.

My claws tore through their weapon arm, disarming them before a sharp kick sent them into the dirt.

"Their daggers are laced with wolfsbane. Stay together and focus on your defenses!" Killian barked, his voice cutting through the chaos.

Ryder was a blur beside me, as soon as he picked up a fallen dagger, he sliced through the air with deadly efficiency.

He moved like a shadow, his strikes swift and calculated. Warriors surrounded us, their battle cries echoing through the forest as they clashed with the rogues.

The rogue king stood still, watching the chaos unfold with an unnerving calm.

His shadowed figure loomed over the fray, untouched and unmoved. He didn't so much as flinch when one of his own fell at his feet.

This time, his army is wielding daggers laced with wolfsbane, he is determined to get rid of all of us and he is confident to win against us.

In their attacks and the last fight that we had, the rogues were many in numbers, but they were bare-handed.

Now, they got weapons. It must be Alpha Cedric who provided them. It is too late when we found out about the betrayal.

Alpha Cedric has been helping the rogue king for a long time, providing for him behind our back.

This answers where the rogue king gets his resources to build his army.

My gaze flicked to Cedric, who stood frozen, caught between the battle and the rogue king's presence.

His hesitation turned to panic when Killian broke through the melee, his golden eyes locked onto him like a predator to its prey.

"Cedric!" Killian roared, closing the distance in a flash. "You're done running!" Cedric scrambled back, his face pale with fear. "You don't understand-"

"I understand enough," Killian growled, his voice like thunder.

His claws glinted as he lunged, but a rogue intercepted him, their blade clashing against his.

Killian dispatched them with brutal efficiency, his focus snapping back to Cedric.

Meanwhile, the rogue king's voice rang out again, calm yet commanding. "Fall back."

As always, he is too cautious, not risking any chance for us to get near him.

The remaining rogues obeyed instantly, retreating and forming a protective form around the rogue king, protecting him from us.

The rogue king stepped backwards, his movements slow, deliberate.

Killian snarled, ready to pursue, but I grabbed his arm. All the rogues are equipped with daggers, and I'm sure the rogue king has many men stiff

hiding from us, waiting for us to go all in so they could surround us.

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"Let's go after Cedric," I whispered to him as I stared into his eyes intently. Going after the rogue king would only cost us a lot of men and it's highly likely that he was only baiting us.

Killian hesitated, his body taut with the urge to chase, but he nodded, knowing that we had to make the best decision.

"Ryder, close the perimeter!" he barked. "Don't let anyone else escape!"

The rogue king spared us one last glance, his features obscured by the shadows.

"You've only delayed the inevitable," he said, his voice like a blade cutting through the air. "This game has just begun."

The rogue king didn't move immediately. He stood tall amidst the chaos, his shadowy figure looming like a specter of inevitability.

His calmness was unnerving, a silent taunt that made my claws twitch with anticipation.

Killian's golden eyes locked on him, burning with fury. "Ardan," he called, his voice slicing through the air like a

blade, letting him know that we know him, who he was, and even what his name is. FindNovel

The rogue king's head tilted slightly, his shadowed face turning toward us.

For a moment, silence blanketed the forest, the tension crackling like a storm waiting to break.

"Killian," the rogue king finally said, his voice smooth and cold. "Still chasing shadows, I see."

Killian stepped forward, his body taut with restraint. "No more games," he growled. "This ends here."

A low chuckle escaped the rogue

king, a sound devoid of humor. "Oh, Killian, you still don't understand,

you? This isn't about you or your a

little Pack. It's about everything your kind has built. It's rotten to the core, and I'll burn it all to the ground."