Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 320

Chapter 320 The King’s Council

Chapter 320 The King’s Council

Baron’s POV

The moment Natalie froze, I felt it.

It came through the bond – sharp and immediate.

Natalie went perfectly still beside me.

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One moment she was there, relaxed against my side with a glass of forest wine in her hand, watching Susie proudly attempt to t Ruby into a war–tangled masterpiece of braids.

The next, her entire body locked as though something had reached inside her and snapped every internal thread at once.

My hand tightened around Natalie’s instinctively, and across the bond I felt Raze stir in response, his presence sharpening

Something had changed.

And every predator in the room felt it.

Waylon’s voice cut off mid–sentence.

The warmth that had softened Ruby’s face vanished instantly. Flynn lowered his fork before it touched his plate, the movement so controlled it was almost mechanical.

No one spoke.

“What is it?” I asked quietly, my voice dropping low enough that it barely disturbed the air between us.

Natalie didn’t answer immediately.

Her gaze was fixed somewhere beyond the walls, past the firelight.

“I don’t know,” she said finally, her voice thinner than usual. “But Nyx heard something.”

The words settled over the room like a weight.

Waylon slowly placed his glass down.

The sound of it touching wood felt final. Ruby’s arm tightened slightly around Susie without looking away from her, uishin evely shielding her.

Sean closed his notebook quietly, his expression shifting from curiosity to focus

No one here needed instructions.

We had all lived long enough to understand what that kind of silence meant.

A wolf didn’t speak for nothing.

Especially not a newly awakened royal wolf like Nyx.

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Especially not when she had just found her voice.

I exhaled slowly and lifted my wrist, activating the encrypted console embedded beneath my sleeve.

The display flickered to life in front of me, soft light painting the underside of my hand as streams of security data unfolded

Perimeter status: stable.

Gate locks: sealed.

Outer ridge sensors: no movement.

Thermal scan: baseline.

Patrol routes: clean.

No anomalies.

No breaches.

Nothing.

It was perfect.

Too perfect.

My eyes narrowed slightly as I studied the readouts again, slower this time. Every system reported the same thing; quiet. controlled, undisturbed territory stretching out across the mountain.

And yet Raze didn’t settle.

He stayed awake beneath my ribs, coiled and waiting like something refusing to accept what the world was showing him.

That alone was enough to keep my hand hovering near the concealed drawer beneath the table

A few seconds passed.

Then Natalie’s shoulders eased slightly.

The shift was subtle, but I felt it instantly through the bond. Nyx was lowering herself again, but stepping back into the shadow where she had come from.

“I think it’s gone,” Natalie said softly.

I turned my head just enough to study her face. Her breathing had steadied, but her eyes still carried something unsettledk

“You’re sure?” I asked.

She hesitated, then nodded once. “She doesn’t feel danger anymore. Just disturbance Like someth

Waylon leaned back slowly in his chair, the firelight carving deep shadows across. his face, bus exer wasn’t alarmed either.

“Then we stay cautious,” he said quietly.

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That was all.

No debate followed… No one challenged it.

The room slowly began to breathe again after that.

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Conversations resumed in fragments, silverware shifting across plates, fire cracking softly in the hearth as if the house itself decided the danger had passed.

But I didn’t fully relax.

I kept my attention divided – half on Natalie, half on the data still scrolling on my wrist.

I took my seat again beside Waylon at the head of the table. The old Alpha didn’t speak immediately, he simply watched the roo

“The Southern Council is getting desperate,” he said finally.

His voice carried easily, cutting through the softened atmosphere.

“They’re losing control of their narrative, and they know it.”

I leaned back slightly in my chair, letting the tension settle.

“They’ve always mistaken influence for power,” I replied.

Waylon gave a short exhale. “Because they’ve never had real power to compare it to.”

His gaze drifted toward the fire.

“Three generations of men who believe signatures matter more than strength.”

A faint edge entered his voice.

“They think the world bends to contracts.”

I let out a slow breath. “It doesn’t.”

“No,” he agreed. “It bends to whoever is willing to break it first.”

A silence settled between us for a moment.

Jensen still didn’t understand that.

He still believed paperwork and injunctions could control people like Natalie. Still believed she was something that could claimed.

“He still thinks he can force her back,” I said quietly.

Waylon’s mouth curled faintly. “Then he’s already lost. He just hasn’t noticed yet

Across the room, Susie was still aggressively working on her hair braiding masterpiece,complicly droware of how close sierras to declaring war on genetics itselt Sean sat nearby, quietly rearranging wooden pieces into tornuations any be onder

For a moment, it almost looked normat

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