Chapter

85

The camp was unnervingly quiet in the hours following the retreat. Wolves moved about with subdued urgency, their eyes downcast as they tended to the wounded and reinforced the defenses. The once-tight unity that defined the pack seemed to falter, a sense of unease

creeping into the air like an unseen specter.

Aurora sat at Cassian's bedside, her hands folded tightly in her lap. The healers had patched his wounds, but his recovery would take time. He stirred, his lashes fluttering as his eyes opened to find her watching him.

"You look worse than I feel," he murmured, his voice weak but tinged with a faint smile.

Aurora exhaled sharply, her relief momentarily overshadowing her worry. "You scared me."

betrayed his words. "What about

alive," Aurora said quietly. "But they're afraid, Cassian.

have to show them there's still hope. That we

that day, Aurora joined Nathan and Anica near the central fire. The flames flickered weakly,

"And the Lycan King knows it. He'll strike

can't keep fighting like this," Anica added. "The Pact is

"Then we need to find a way

repair. It's connected to the natural order to life itself. And every time you draw on its power, you're pulling from something greater than yourself." Aurora's chest tightened as the weight of their words sank in. "Then what am

cost. If you keep pushing the way you did today, the Pact will

breath catching. "What do you

it's strained, it pulls strength from the connections you value most. Your pack.

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