Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter

180

The battlefield erupted in chaos as Aurora confronted the Lycan King at the heart of his shadowed army. His massive, corrupted form loomed over her, his eyes glowing with malevolent light. His voice echoed across the field, deep and twisted. "You think your fragile bond can defeat me?" he sneered. "The Pact is mine, and soon, so is your child."

Aurora gripped the enchanted blade tightly, its warmth seeping into her hand as if offering reassurance. "You've corrupted enough," she said, her voice ringing with defiance. "It ends here."

The Lycan King lunged, his claws slashing through the air with brutal force. Aurora sidestepped, the blade slicing through his shadowed aura and leaving a trail of light in its wake. The ground beneath them cracked and splintered, the collision of their powers rippling across the battlefield.

Cassian and the wolves fought fiercely to hold back the shadow beasts, their howls of determination rising above the din of battle. Blood and sweat mingled as the pack gave everything they had to keep the darkness at bay.

each other, their attacks growing more ferocious with each exchange. The Pact's energy flowed through her, illuminating her strikes and shielding her from his shadow magic. But the strain was immense, and she could feel the toll

tone laced with mockery. "But strength alone won't save you.

you," Aurora retorted, unleashing a burst of light

his form swelling with corrupted energy. Shadows coiled around him, forming jagged spikes that lashed out toward Aurora. She raised the blade, its enchanted light slicing through the darkness, but the effort left her gasping

carving a path to keep the wolves safe. His determination spurred her on, a reminder of what she was

terrifying speed. Aurora braced herself, the Pact's energy flaring as she drove the blade forward. The enchanted weapon pierced his chest, and a deafening explosion of light and shadow engulfed

King's scream was unearthly, a sound of rage and agony as the blade severed his connection to the corrupted energy. His form began to

The light from the blade consumed the remaining shadows, leaving

Lycan King collapsed to his knees, his once-mighty form reduced to ash and embers. "You think you've won?" he rasped, his