Rebirth of the Broken Luna A Second Chance at Luna's Heart novel Chapter 428

Chapter 428

I stayed back, keeping watch for additional threats while my team handled the immediate problem. Three nightwalkers against four experienced werewolves was manageable. But if reinforcements arrived while we were engaged-

A sound caught my attention. Voices, echoing from deeper in the nest. Familiar voices.

My mother’s voice, specifically, calling out what sounded like tactical corrections.

-your left! No, your other left! Were you raised by wolves? Oh wait, you were. That’s no excuse for poor spatial

awareness!”

And my father’s voice, equally familiar. “Silvia, now is not the time for combat critique!”

“It’s always time for combat critique!” my mother shot back. “If we’re going to survive this, these people need to know

their left from their right!”

I felt relief flood through me so intensely it made me dizzy. They were alive. They were mobile. They were, apparently,

giving tactical advice to whoever had reached them first.

“This way,” I said urgently to my team, already moving toward the voices. “They’re this direction. Sounds like someone

else found them.”

We ran through the corridors, following the sound of combat and my mother’s continued commentary on everyone’s

fighting technique. Another explosion, closer now, and I felt dust rain down from the ceiling.

We burst into a larger chamber and immediately understood the situation.

My parents were there-bloodied, exhausted, barely able to stand-but definitely alive. They were surrounded by at least a

dozen enemies-nightwalkers, werewitches, and what looked like two fae warriors.

And between my parents and certain death stood Zade, fighting like a demon possessed.

He’d gotten to them first. Team One had somehow made it through the chaos of the main entrance assault and found my

parents before my infiltration team could.

“-your stance is all wrong!” my mother was shouting at Zade while he literally punched a nightwalker in the face. “Wider

base! You’re going to lose your balance!”

“Little busy right now, Silvia!” Zade shouted back, ducking under a werewitch’s attack and countering with a strike that

sent his opponent sprawling.

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“That’s no excuse for poor form!”

My father, meanwhile, was leaning heavily against the wall but still apparently felt the need to contribute. “Young fae warrior, second from the left! Your footwork is atrocious! Have you had any combat training at all?”

The fae in question paused mid-attack, looking confused about whether he should be offended or concerned.

“Don’t listen to them!” Jerome’s voice cut through the chaos, and I finally spotted him at the far side of the chamber. “Kill the Blackwood elders! Kill anyone protecting them! This ends now!”

I signaled my team and we entered the fray, hitting the enemy forces from behind and immediately shifting the odds. Thorne took down a nightwalker with brutal efficiency. Marcus and Klaus worked together to disable a werewitch before she could complete whatever spell she’d been casting.

“Xenois!” Zade called out when he saw me. “About time you showed up!”

“Sorry, we took the scenic route,” I called back, then focused on the nearest threat-a nightwalker who was moving toward my mother with clear murderous intent.

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