Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter

170

Cassian and Nathan moved stealthily through the enemy's domain, the air thick with the stench of decay and dark magic. The trees around them bore signs of corruption, their bark blackened and oozing. "Stay close," Cassian whispered, his eyes scanning the shadows for movement.

They stumbled upon an abandoned village, its structures twisted and broken. Nathan pointed to a crumbling house where strange symbols were carved into the walls. Inside, they found cages filled with remnants of human captives, their forms grotesquely fused with shadow magic.

"This is monstrous," Nathan muttered, his voice shaking as he examined the cages.

map pinned to a table, its edges charred and brittle. His eyes widened as he recognized markings indicating the Lycan King's lair. "This is it," he said, his voice low

guttural growl echoed through the village. Shadow scouts emerged

grabbing Nathan's arm as they bolted toward

scouts closing in, their claws raking the air just inches away. Cassian turned and hurled a dagger, striking one scout and slowing the others just enough for

spread the map on the war table, his breath still heavy from the escape. "We have a chance," he said, pointing to the marked location. "This

her gaze hardening as she studied

"If this is a trap, we might not come