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.

of rest," Aurora

"A leader's strength doesn't come from endless endurance. It comes from knowing when to lean on others. You're carrying too much alone." Aurora's eyes stung with

carry is a beacon of hope. But hope is not without sacrifice. You must trust in those around you to help shoulder the

rise again," Sam said

by Selene, who approached with her usual

barely

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

edge of the camp, where Anica was poring over maps with Nathan. "Anica has a lead on where the Pact's true heart might be hidden. It's our last chance to stop the Lycan King." Aurora frowned.

forgotten, where the Pact's essence is strongest. If we can find

Pact dies. And

dreamed of Solara. The spirit's luminous