Chapter 65

The air over the northern perimeter was thick with the scent of blood and smoke. Wolves crouched in tense silence as Cassian's forces prepared for Magnus's inevitable counterattack. The destruction of the weapon had bought them time, but it had also enraged Magnus,

forcing him to march on Cassian's territory with his full army.

"This will be the final strike," Cassian said, his voice low but steady as he addressed the gathered warriors. "Magnus knows he can't retreat now. He'll throw everything he has at us."

Nathan stepped forward, his expression grim. "We hold the line, or we die trying."

Aurora stood near the rear of the group, her heart pounding. The warriors' faces were set with grim determination, and she could feel the weight of their shared resolve. They were fighting for more than survival now-they were fighting for the future of their pack. The first wave of Magnus's forces hit the northern defenses just before dawn. The clash was immediate and brutal, the howls of wolves and the roars of Lycans tearing through the air.

enemy with precision. Nathan and Gideon flanked him, their movements perfectly

army was relentless. Fenrir's rogues fought with reckless abandon, their numbers overwhelming the defenders despite their training.

frantically alongside Iris to

as she guided Aurora's hands to a deep wound on

stem the bleeding. Around her, the room was filled with the cries of the wounded and

though her expression betrayed her doubt. "But if Magnus

shake the feeling that

clashed in a brutal fight, their strikes

to their deaths, Cassian," Magnus snarled, his claws raking

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