Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter 105

The camp's somber quiet was punctuated by the sound of sharpening blades and murmured prayers. Warriors exchanged terse glances as they prepared for the inevitable clash. Cassian stood at the edge of the strategy tent, his arms crossed, watching the pack assemble. His golden eyes darted to the tent flap as Aurora pushed through, her silver hair catching the torchlight.

"You shouldn't be here," Cassian said, his tone firm. "You need rest."

Aurora ignored him, her expression unyielding as she approached the map sprawled across the table. The glow of the Celestial Pact flickered faintly in her eyes. "We can't wait any longer," she said. "He's too close to the heart."

Anica stepped into the tent, their golden eyes scanning the gathered leaders. "The Lycan King isn't just advancing," they began. "He's drawing his forces to a single point-deep within the forbidden territory."

Cassian's jaw tightened. "You're suggesting we send people in there?"

"I'm suggesting we go," Anica countered. "If he reaches the heart of the Pact first, there won't be a war-there'll only be defeat."

her fingers tracing the rough outline of the forbidden territory. "I'm going," she said, her voice steady despite

gaze met his, fierce and unyielding. "The Pact chose me, Cassian. It

Cassian snapped, his voice rising. "You're carrying

resolve didn't falter. "I do. But this child isn't just ours.

in the air. Finally, Cassian exhaled sharply, his shoulders sagging. "Then I'm coming

smile.

the canvas the only sound. Her hand rested on her abdomen, where a faint warmth pulsed beneath her palm. She closed her eyes, and for the first time in days, she felt a quiet calm-a connection that transcended fear and

her entire being. She whispered softly, her voice carrying both wonder and resolve.

shadow crossed the tent as he stepped in, his expression softening at the sight of her. He sat beside her, his hand covering hers. "You'll come back," he said, his voice a quiet promise. "Both of

turned her head, meeting his gaze.

The trees here seemed to grow unnaturally close, their gnarled roots twisting like veins through the

sharp," Nathan murmured, his blade drawn as his eyes scanned the