Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter 334

The air in the Shadow Lands was suffocating, thick with a fog that carried whispers of despair. Dain stepped cautiously through the barren terrain, the shard's dark energy pulsating in his palm. It guided him forward, pulling him deeper into the unknown. The Warden of Shadows had promised power, and Dain could feel it coursing through him like a wildfire. Yet, doubt lingered at the edges of his mind. Was this truly his path, or was he being lured into something he couldn't control?

A guttural growl broke the silence, pulling Dain from his thoughts. He froze, his senses heightened. Ahead, a pair of glowing red eyes pierced through the darkness, followed by more dozens, maybe hundreds.

The shadow wolves emerged, their sleek, black forms blending seamlessly with the gloom. They moved like phantoms, silent and predatory, their claws scraping faintly against the ground.

Dain clenched his fist, the shard in his palm reacting to his unease. The wolves circled him, their growls low and threatening. Despite their intimidation, Dain stood his ground, his gaze unwavering.

"Do you feel it, Dain?" the Warden's voice echoed, though the figure was nowhere to be seen. "The power you hold over them. The shard binds them to you, but only if you have the strength to wield it." Dain's jaw tightened. "And if I don't?"

The Warden's chuckle was dark and foreboding. "Then they will tear you apart."

but he refused to let

Dain felt the shard's power surging, intertwining with his will. He took a step forward, meeting the gaze of the largest wolf, its towering form exuding dominance. "You will obey me," Dain said, his tone steady and unyielding. "Not out of fear, but because I am

fangs, but Dain didn't flinch. Instead, he channeled the shard's energy, letting it flow through him and into the pack. The wolves trembled, their forms rippling as if caught

dark light. "Kneel," he commanded, his voice echoing with an unnatural

by one, they lowered their heads, their massive forms sinking to the ground in submission. The lead wolf was the last to yield, its glowing

rush of triumph surged through Dain, and a cold smile played on his lips. The power was intoxicating, but it also felt... right. For the first time, he didn't feel

"Well done. They are yours now, bound to your will. You are no longer just a twin, Dain. You are

his next command. He could feel their loyalty, not born

his voice carrying across the dark expanse. "Together, we will rise. No one will stand against

Lands. The

dominance, a part of him couldn't shake the memory of Elyra. Her voice echoed in his mind, pleading with him to stay, to fight alongside

what he was doing, what he was becoming. She was still clinging to the past, to a bond that had already begun to fracture. This was his path now,