Chapter

119

The camp was alive with chaos as the Lycan King's forces descended. The shadow beasts breached the outer defenses in a relentless wave, their glowing red eyes cutting through the smoky darkness. Screams and snarls filled the air as wolves fought to hold the line,

their unity tested to its limit.

Cassian stood at the forefront of the battle, his golden eyes blazing as he commanded the warriors. His blade gleamed in the firelight, cutting through shadowy forms with brutal efficiency. "Hold your positions!" he bellowed, his voice cutting through the cacophony. "Do not let them through!"

Within the camp, Aurora and Erya worked quickly at the center of a hastily constructed ritual circle. The Lunar Key floated between them, its silver light pulsating as the Pact's energy gathered around it. Erya's deep voice recited an incantation in the ancient tongue of the moon wolves, while Aurora, pale and trembling, concentrated on the energy coursing through her. "Aurora, you must focus," Erya urged, his silver eyes sharp as he steadied her.

trying," Aurora whispered, sweat beading on her forehead. She felt her child stir within her, the connection to the Pact thrumming with an intensity that threatened to

vicious upward slash that dissolved the creature into mist. Nathan fought beside him, his strikes

harder!" Nathan shouted,

grimly, his gaze flicking toward the

a brilliant surge of energy exploded outward from the circle. The shockwave drove back the shadow beasts, their shrieks of pain

was short-lived. From the shadows emerged a figure cloaked in power and malice the Lycan King. His towering form exuded an aura of dread, his glowing

face this new threat. "Protect her," he growled to

As the Lycan

it's too late. The Pact's fate is sealed, and

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