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 the weight of her words. Cassian

and unyielding. "The Pact chose me, Cassian. It will guide

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

falter. "I do. But this child isn't just ours. It's part of the Pact. If

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

into a faint smile. "I wouldn't have it any other

lay on the cot in their tent, the soft rustle of wind against the canvas the only sound. Her hand rested on her abdomen, where a faint warmth pulsed beneath her palm.

than ever, a reassuring glow that seemed to radiate through her entire

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

canopy above filtering the moonlight into fractured beams. The trees here seemed to grow unnaturally close, their gnarled roots twisting like veins through the earth. The air was thick, each

his blade drawn as his

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