Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 322

Chapter 322 The fron Convoy.

Chapter 322 The Iron Convoy

Natalie’s POV

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The vault doors released with a sharp, pressurized hiss, the moment the steel panels began to part, I was already moving.

My boots crossed the threshold before the opening fully cleared, and the corridor beyond hit me like a wave.

Baron.

He stood in the transition block beneath the cold spill of the light, his sleeves were rolled past his forearms, white linen stained dark at the cuffs, and in his hand was the heavy silver–plated blade.

He was moving slow and controlled.

His alpha pressure was still in the room, not exploding like before but contained now.

Then his eyes lifted and everything in me locked.

That molten gold gaze softened the second it found me, like I was the only thing in the room that wasn’t part of war.

Raze inside him responded to Nyx immediately through

Home.

the bond.

Baron exhaled once.

“The clearing is clean,” he said quietly.

“The northern strike cells are gone. No active tracking signatures within ten leagues.”

The words should have settled me.

They didn’t.

Because I could still feel it… some echo of what had just passed through the house. Something had tried to touch us,

And failed.

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Baron stepped forward, wiping the blade with a dark cloth before tossing it aside like it meant nothing. Then his hand came up, sliding behind my neck with absolute familiarity, pulling me into him before I could even finish thinking.

My forehead pressed into his chest plates.

And Nyx… finally exhaled.

Not retreating… just lowering her guard.

“Ruby and Waylon?” I asked softly.

“Garage bays,” he answered, his thumb tracing a slow line at my nape. “Flynn is logging perimeter damage. Everything external is stable.”

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Apause.

Then

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“We move the convoy within the hour.”

The words shifted something in the air again.

Before I could respond, the soft sound of movement echoed from the corridor bet.ind us.

Small footsteps.

Sean appeared first.

Not afraid… Just observant.

His small fingers held his backpack straps like they were part of him, golden eyes immediately locking onto the dried blood on

Baron’s cuffs.

Behind him, Susie stumbled slightly, still half–asleep, rubbing her eyes like the world hadn’t decided to go to war while she was resting.

Sean spoke first.

“Did they attack us?” he asked.

Baron’s expression changed instantly.

Not softer… Proud.

He dropped to one knee, bringing himself level with the boy without breaking eye contact. One hand lifted, resting on Sean’s head with controlled weight.

“They tried,” Baron said. “But they weren’t dealing with an empty perimeter.”

His gaze shifted slightly.

“They were dealing with us.”

Sean blinked once.

Susie, however, reacted immediately.

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“Daddy!” she gasped, suddenly fully awake, launching herself forward. She collided into Baron’s neck with full force, arms wrapping tightly as if she had personally won the war.

“I knew it!” she declared. “Mommy said nobody beats us!”

Baron let out a low laugh.

“You were asleep during the match,” he said.

“That’s irrelevant,” she replied instantly.

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mode me flickered with something dangerously fond.

Baron lifted her effortlessly onto his shoulder

“Pack up.” he said gently. “We’re moving”

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I moved through it on instinct now. collecting travel cases already pre–packed before the alarm had ever triggered. Baron didn’t leave anything to chance.

Flynn was already there when we returned.

“The perimeter collapse is contained,” he reported immediately. “External authorities won’t register anything beyond a routing

error”

He paused.

“Someone will, though.”

Baron didn’t answer.

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Didn’t need to.

I stepped past them both.

“Renee needs the transceiver logs,” I said. “If they ran northern tokens, we trace the funding chain. I want every ghost account tied to this cleared to origin.”

Flynn gave a short whistle.

“That’s cold.”

“It’s necessary,” I replied.

Baron’s hand brushed my back as I passed him–silent approval.

That was all.

We moved as one unit down the reinforced ramp into the garage bay.

The air shifted colder here.

Three armored convoy transports sat waiting, engines humming low, steady, alive.

Ruby was already inside one.

Of course she was.

Susie was half–sitting, half–climbing into her arms like she belonged there permanently.

Ruby didn’t even look shaken.

Just prepared.

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