Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter 61

The sky above Cassian's territory darkened, the clouds heavy with the promise of rain. The air was thick with tension as the pack gathered along the northern perimeter, their senses on high alert. Cassian stood at the forefront, his gaze fixed on the treeline where the scouts had reported Magnus's forces were massing.

"They're close," Nathan said, his voice low but steady.

Cassian nodded, his expression grim. "Spread the warriors out. Keep the flanks covered."

Aurora watched from the safety of the healer's quarters, her heart pounding as the pack moved into position. She could see the determination on their faces, but she could also feel their fear. These weren't just wolves-they were her friends, her newfound family-and they were about to face a force unlike anything they'd seen before.

The first clash came suddenly, the forest erupting with snarls and howls as Magnus's forces surged forward. Wolves in Cassian's pack braced for impact, their training turning into instinct as they met the attackers head-on.

from a distance. Fenrir's rogues were vicious, their strikes brutal and calculated, but it was the Lycans that sent a chill down her spine. Towering and powerful, they tore through Cassian's defenses with ease,

cutting down any who dared to challenge him. Nathan was at his side, their movements synchronized as they worked to keep the

the healer's quarters, Aurora worked frantically alongside Iris and the other healers to tend to the injured as they were brought in. Blood soaked the floor as wolves staggered through the doors, their wounds deep and grievous. "Hold still," Aurora said, her voice trembling as she pressed a bandage to

beside her, her hands steady as she applied a salve to another wolf's gash. "Focus on what you can do, Aurora," she

swallowing her fear as she worked. The sound of the battle raged outside, every snarl

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fighting intensified. Cassian's pack was holding their ground, but the cost was high. Bodies littered the battlefield, the scent of

could see the toll the battle was taking. His wolves

appeared beside him, his expression grim. "We're

tightened. "We hold. Reinforcements are