Rebirth of the Broken Luna A Second Chance at Luna's Heart novel Chapter 424

Chapter 424

LUMINA

The tension in the house was suffocating. Three hours. Three hours since Xenois and his strike team had left, and we’d heard nothing. No updates, no emergency calls, not even a brief text to confirm they’d reached the staging area.

Just silence.

I watched Lyn pace across the living room for what had to be the hundredth time, his movements jerky with barely suppressed anxiety. Each pass took him from the window to the door and back again, his hands alternating between running through his hair and clenching into fists at his sides.

“Lyn,” I said gently, “you’re going to wear a hole in the floor.”

“I don’t care about the floor,” he snapped, then immediately looked apologetic. “Sorry. I’m just-three hours, Lumina. Three hours and nothing. We should have heard something by now. Even if it’s just ‘we’re in position’ or ‘beginning approach.’ This silence is killing me.”

I couldn’t argue with that. The silence was killing all of us.

The kids were scattered around the room, each dealing with the stress in their own way. Ollie sat curled in the armchair, hugging a pillow and staring at nothing. Riley had surrounded himself with laptops and tablets, monitoring every communication channel even though nothing was coming through. Lake was at the window, his hands occasionally flickering with portal magic as he practiced the emergency evacuation routes he’d memorized.

And Shawn sat on the floor against the wall, looking lost and guilty despite everyone’s repeated assurances that none of

this was his fault.

Margo, Xenois assistant in the office and my longtime friend had been with us for the first two hours, helping coordinate

and keeping everyone focused. But she’d eventually been called away to deal with some pack business that couldn’t wait,

leaving me as the sole adult trying to hold together a group of terrified, magically gifted children and one extremely anxious

werewitch Luna.

“They’re fine,” I said, trying to inject confidence I didn’t entirely feel into my voice, “Xenois is brilliant at tactical

operations. Zade is experienced. They have good people backing them up. They’re going to get Samuel and Silvia out safely

and come home.”

“You don’t know that,” Lyn said, his voice breaking slightly. “You can’t know that. Combat operations are unpredictable.

eople die. Even good people with good plans and good intentions-they die.”

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“Lyn-

“No,” he interrupted, stopping mid-pace to face me directly.

“Do you realize what we’re doing here? What we’re actually doing?”

I blinked at the sudden shift in his tone. “We’re providing support. Communication coordination. Emergency backup if needed.”

“We’re hiding, Lyn said flatly. “We’re sitting here in safety while the people we love walk into danger. And why? Because they wanted to protect us. Because they decided we were too valuable or too vulnerable to risk.”

“That’s not-” I started, but he was on a roll now, words spilling out faster than I could interrupt.

“But think about it, Lumina. Really think about it. Who went on this rescue mission? Xenois, Zade, Rivers, Marcus. Theo, Thorne, Carol. All werewolves. Strong, capable werewolves with combat training and experience. But compared to what? Compared to what we have here?”

He gestured around the room, taking in everyone present.

“I control gravity. I can make enemies float helplessly or crush them under their own weight. Lake can open portals to anywhere he could literally send Jerome to outer space and leave him in timeout until he learns to behave. You killed a nightwalker, Lumina. You’re the only werewolf in recent times to manage that. And Riley and Lake together caught Lazarus- Jerome’s brother-who is currently languishing in our basement because two children were smart enough to trap him.”

I felt my stomach drop as I realized where he was going with this.

“Shawn has plasma blasts that can fry someone to ash,” Lyn continued, his voice rising with frustration and fear. “Riley is five years old and has precognition that lets him see possible futures. Lake is five and can kill people by dropping them into volcanoes or the middle of the ocean or anywhere else that’s instantly lethal. And I can make someone’s own body weight crush their internal organs.”

He turned to look at each person in the room.

“We’re not the support team. We’re the weapons. We’re the ones with the actual firepower. And yet we’re here, hiding, while people with teeth and claws go fight nightwalkers and werewitches and fae who have magic and centuries of

experience.”

The room had gone deathly quiet. Everyone was staring at Lyn, and I could see the same realization dawning on their

faces that was currently making my chest tight with conflicting emotions.

was right.

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God help me, he was completely right.

“They wanted to keep us safe,” I said weakly. “They wanted us out of harm’s way.”

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