Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter 132

The pack was a hive of activity as preparations for the impending attack consumed every waking moment. Wolves reinforced defenses, sharpened weapons, and scouted the surrounding terrain for any signs of weakness. The weight of impending battle hung heavy in the air, a tangible force that pressed on them all.

Aurora limped through the camp, leaning on Cassian for support. The whispers of her diminished strength followed her like a shadow, but she ignored them, focusing instead on the task at hand.

Her healer, Sam, waited for her near the central fire. The elder wolf's silver hair gleamed in the firelight, and her calm demeanor was a steadying presence in the chaos.

"Come sit," Sam said, motioning to a log beside her.

Aurora hesitated, then sank down gratefully, the strain on her body easing slightly. Sam handed her a cup of herbal tea, the fragrant steam curling upward.

"You look tired, my Luna," Sam said, her voice gentle but perceptive.

luxury of rest," Aurora replied, her

endurance. It comes from knowing when to lean on others. You're carrying too much alone." Aurora's eyes stung with unshed tears. "How can I not? The Pact is fading. The

hope is not without sacrifice. You must trust in those around you to help shoulder the burden." Aurora looked

you rise again," Sam said firmly.

approached with her usual air

narrowed. "She's barely had a

King isn't waiting for us to sort through our feelings. If we don't act now, there won't be anything left

has a lead on where

is strongest. If we can

Pact dies.

night, as the camp settled into uneasy quiet, Aurora dreamed of Solara. The spirit's luminous form floated before her, its voice a