Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter 301

Elyra stood barefoot in a meadow, the soft, cool grass. Everything felt surreal, as if the world had paused in time. The air was crisp, the silence heavy, broken only by the distant rustle of trees. Elyra glanced around, trying to make sense of where she was. Behind her, the dense forest loomed dark and silent. Ahead, however, lay something extraordinary-a shimmering temple, its ancient stones glowing faintly in the moonlight.

The temple stood proudly at the base of a towering mountain, its large pillars carved with intricate designs that seemed to shift ever so slightly when she focused on them. It was as if the building itself was alive, breathing with secrets older than time. A strange energy hummed in the air, making her skin prickle. Elyra's heart raced as she took in the sight.

"What is this place?" she whispered, her voice barely louder than the wind.

A soft rustling came from the edge of the forest. Elyra's heart skipped a beat as her gaze snapped to the movement. Emerging from the shadows of the trees was a wolf. Its fur gleamed like liquid silver, a stunning contrast against the darkness around it. The wolf moved gracefully, its paws silent on the ground as it approached her. But it was the eyes that captivated her-piercing amber eyes that glowed with a golden intensity, locking onto hers with an unspoken understanding.

Elyra froze, her breath caught in her throat. The wolf was unlike any animal she had ever seen. There was something both comforting and terrifying about it, as if it carried with it an ancient power. It was both beautiful and intimidating, standing like a guardian at the threshold of the unknown.

"Who are you?" Elyra asked softly, her voice trembling.

The wolf didn't respond. Instead, it tilted its head slightly, as if studying her. Its gaze never wavered, and after a long moment, it turned and began walking toward the temple, moving with deliberate, fluid steps.

pull, an undeniable urge to follow. She knew she should stay back, that it might not be

was unsure why. "Where

locked onto hers once more, and Elyra could swear it was inviting her to

her gut told her she couldn't walk away. The pull of the wolf, of the temple,

the air around her thickened. It was as though the atmosphere had become charged with energy, the whispers of something ancient rising around her. The stones

of the temple's grand stone steps, Elyra stopped. The entrance loomed before her, dark and mysterious. It felt both inviting and dangerous, like stepping into the unknown. The wolf

but no words came. The silence was thick, heavy. Just as she began to wonder if she was imagining it all, a voice-deep, resonant, and impossibly close-spoke, not

blow. Elyra staggered, her chest tightening as the weight of the message settled over her. What bond? What call? The voice had been so commanding, so certain. She tried to shake the feeling that had suddenly taken hold of her, but

trembling with a mixture of confusion and fear.

remained silent. It turned its head toward the temple entrance, its body shifting as if beckoning her forward. Elyra stood frozen, caught between the overwhelming urge to run and the inexplicable pull to move deeper into

stretched on, and Elyra felt the weight of her indecision. Everything inside her screamed to walk away, to ignore the pull of the wolf, but her feet remained rooted to the ground. Her gaze flicked back to the temple, its shadows now feeling more menacing, as though it was

with a shaky breath, she stepped onto the first stone of the temple's threshold. The moment her foot touched the surface, the whispers around her grew louder, like a thousand voices speaking at once. They swirled around her, their words incomprehensible but urgent. The temperature