Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter

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Dain stood in the middle of the clearing, his fingers still tingling from the contact with the shard. The dark energy that had flooded him earlier now simmered beneath his skin, a constant reminder of how dangerously close he had come to losing control. He could feel it-the

power-whispering in the back of his mind, urging him to reach for more.

Fenrir remained silent, his gaze locked onto Dain, the fear still clear in his eyes. Dain had seen the look before. It was the same one Fenrir had worn when they had faced their most dangerous enemies. But this time, it was directed at him. "What was that?" Fenrir asked quietly, his voice strained.

Dain shook his head, trying to push aside the unsettling sensation that still clung to him. "I don't know. It felt like... something inside me awakened. Something I can't control. But I'm fine now." He hoped that was true. The last thing he wanted was to admit that the darkness had a stronger hold on him than he was willing to admit.

As he turned back to the shard, something shifted in the air. A faint glow enveloped the stone, and the whispers from before grew louder, more insistent. Dain's pulse quickened, and he leaned closer, intrigued by the sudden change in the shard's energy. "Look," he said, his voice barely a whisper. The shard, once pulsing in an erratic rhythm, now seemed to hum with a steady beat. The surface of the stone rippled like water, and Dain felt an odd pull, as though the shard was showing him something-something hidden deep within it.

Fenrir stepped closer, his expression tense but curious. "What is it?"

Dain reached out, his fingers grazing the surface of the shard once more. This time, the stone was warmer than before, as though it recognized his touch. The glowing surface shifted, revealing an intricate pattern that hadn't been visible before. Slowly, the pattern began to change, lines and shapes forming a map a map he had never seen before.

His breath caught in his throat. The map depicted a mountain range, jagged and unwelcoming, but at the center of the map was a symbol that Dain recognized the Temple of the Moon Ascendant. His heart raced as he realized what this meant. This was the path, the one he had been searching for, the one that could lead him to the answers he so desperately needed.

Dain murmured, his voice filled

what's out there. We don't even know if that temple still exists. And even if it does, it won't be

doing. The temple holds the answers to everything-the shard, the darkness, everything. I can feel it." He looked back

shot out, grabbing Dain's arm before he could move. "We're not going anywhere until we know what we're dealing with," he insisted his voice urgent. "If this temple is real, there's bound to

there."

Fenrir's grip, his resolve hardening. "I'm not backing

intensity of the shard's glow intensified, and for a moment, Dain felt the ground beneath him tremble, as though the earth itself was reacting to the power

edges of the map,

met the vast wilderness, the landscape was twisted and corrupted. Blackened trees, barren and twisted, marked the boundaries of the path to the temple. And scattered throughout the land, growing more numerous as they neared the temple's location, were

cold. Wolves, their eyes glowing a sickly yellow, prowled the edges of

Shadow wolves.

the sight. He had heard

cursed beasts that roamed the corrupted lands, their very presence poisoning the earth beneath them. These were no ordinary

twisted by the forces

can't go through there," Fenrir said, his voice low, almost fearful. "Shadow wolves. They're not like regular creatures. They'll tear us apart

Ascendant was not only treacherous-it was filled with monsters that would stop at nothing to protect it.