Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

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."

be fine," Cassian said, though his wince betrayed his words. "What about the

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

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

and Anica near the central fire. The flames flickered

Lycan King knows it. He'll strike again before we have a

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

we need

said, their golden eyes narrowing. "The Pact isn't something you can just 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

keep pushing the way you did today, the

froze, her breath catching. "What

strength from the connections you value most. Your pack. Your mate.