Rebirth of the Broken Luna A Second Chance at Luna's Heart novel Chapter 513

Chapter 513

LUMINA

‘I’ll help, Lynn offered immediately. “I have contacts in magical communities who might know about entities like Janice. If she’s old enough to manipulate time, someone has to have encountered her before.

“And I’ll coordinate with other healers, Lyn added. “See if anyone has medical knowledge about preventing or reversing cardiac events triggered by supernatural forces. The heart attack was a warning. Maybe if we understand the mechanism, we can find a way to protect Lumina when Janice comes to collect.

I watched them mobilize, watched these people who’d become family refuse to accept what I’d already resigned myself to, and felt something warm bloom in my chest alongside the fear.

“Thank you, I said quietly. “All of you. For not just-for not accepting this. For fighting even when I’ve already given up.”

“We don’t give up on family,” Zade said firmly. “That’s not how this works. You gave yourself a second chance and used it to save everyone around you. Now it’s our turn to save you.”

“We have limited time,” Thorne pointed out, ever practical. “If Janice is waiting until Jerome is defeated, we need to finish that conflict as quickly as possible. Both to eliminate the threat he poses and to give us maximum time to research solutions before the debt comes due.”

“The offensive operations, Xenois said, pulling up the tactical maps Lumina had been presenting when she collapsed. “We were planning simultaneous strikes across multiple territories. That still the best approach?

“Yes, I confirmed, forcing myself to focus on immediate threats rather than cosmic ones. “Hit everywhere at once, prevent Jerome from redistributing resources, eliminate his operational capacity within seventy-two hours.”

“Then we move forward with that plan, Xenois decided. “Coordinate with all allied packs, position strike teams, execute within the week. The faster we

end Jerome, the more time we have to address Janice.”

‘Agreed, Zade said. “My warriors are ready. Just give the word.”

We spent the next hour reviewing operational details, coordinating strike teams, identifying targets. It was familiar territory-tactical planning, resource allocation, the concrete reality of military operations.

It felt almost normal. Almost like any other strategic meeting.

Except for the shadow hanging over everything. The knowledge that after we defeated Jerome, something worse was coming. Something we couldn’t fight with weapons or tactics or superior numbers.

“One more thing, I said as the meeting was winding down. “The boys need to know. Riley, Lake, Ollie-they deserve to understand what’s happening What might happen.”

“They’re five, Samuel protested. ‘And going through trauma from yesterday’s school attack. Is adding more stress really wise?

‘They’re five-year-olds who fought off an army, I countered. Who’ve been experimented on, who have abilities beyond most adults, who ve already experienced more trauma than children should. Keeping them in the dark doesn’t protect them it just means they ll be unprepared when something happens

“Lumina’s right, Lynn said. ‘Children are more resilient than we give them credit for. And Riley especially-his precognition is probably already showing

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him possibilities. Better he hears the truth from you than tries to piece together fragments on his own.”

“What about Shawn?’ Rivers asked. ‘He’s family now too. Does he get told?

“Yes,” I said firmly. He risked his life protecting our boys yesterday. He deserves to know what else might be coming.”

“Then we tell them tomorrow,” Xenois decided. “Give everyone tonight to process what we’ve learned. Tomorrow we explain to the children-age- appropriately but honestly. And then we execute the offensive operations against Jerome.”

And pray we find a solution before Janice comes collecting, Thorne added quietly.

The meeting broke up, people dispersing to various responsibilities. Lynn headed to her medical contacts. Silvia and Samuel went to begin researching

necromancers and cosmic debts. Zade and Lyn returned through the portal to coordinate their warriors.

Soon it was just Xenois, Thorne, and me in the office.

“That went better than I expected, Thorne observed. I half-thought Silvia would immediately start planning to kill this Janice entity regardless of

consequences.”

She probably is planning that,” I said. “Just hasn’t vocalized it yet.”

“Are you okay?” Xenois asked, pulling me close. “That was-that was a lot to relive and explain.”

“I’m okay,” I said, though it was only partially true. Telling that story, describing Ollie’s death and my own, reliving the worst moments of that other

timeline-it had taken more out of me than I wanted to admit.

“You should rest, Thorne said. ‘Doctor’s orders, remember? Strict rest for a week.”

I’ve rested enough,” I protested. “There’s too much to do-

“There’s always too much to do, Xenois interrupted. “But right now, your job is to recover. Let everyone else handle the operational details. You need to

be strong for whatever’s coming.”

He was right, as much as I hated admitting it. The heart attack had taken a real physical toll, and Janice had made it clear that was just a warning. I

needed to conserve energy for whatever final confrontation awaited.

“Fine,” I conceded. “Rest. But I want updates. Every decision, every operational change-I want to be informed.”

‘Deal, Xenois agreed.

Thorne excused himself to begin coordinating strike teams, leaving Xenois and me alone in the office.

“Thank you, Xenois said quietly. For trusting them with the truth. For not carrying this alone anymore.”

I should have told you sooner, I admitted. Should have explained about the other timeline months ago when I first came back. But I was scared scared you’d think I was insane, scared telling you would somehow break whatever magic brought me back.”

I believe you, Xenois assured me. “Completely. And now that everyone knows-now that we have help-maybe we actually have a chance at finding a solution.”

‘Maybe, I agreed, though I didn’t feel as optimistic as I tried to sound.

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