Luna Aurora (Alpha Fenrir)

Chapter 335

Elyra stood in the heart of the Temple of the Moon Ascendant, surrounded by ancient stone pillars that had borne witness to centuries of history. The air was thick with the weight of secrets, and the moonlight filtering through the cracks in the ceiling cast a pale glow over the sacred space. It felt as if the very walls were whispering to her, urging her to uncover the truth.

Across from her, Luna Althea moved with an unsettling grace, her presence filling the room with an ancient power. Elyra could feel the weight of her gaze, the unspoken knowledge that seemed to hang between them. Althea had always been cryptic, her intentions shrouded in mystery. But now, Elyra could sense a new urgency in her words.

"Althea," Elyra began, her voice tentative but resolute. "I need to know more. The prophecy... it doesn't make sense. How is it that one of us must fall for the other to rise?"

Althea's eyes softened, but there was a hardness beneath the surface, as if she had already made peace with the sacrifices required. "The prophecy is not about salvation, Elyra," she said, her voice low and filled with a quiet resolve. "It's about survival." Elyra furrowed her brow. "Survival?"

Althea nodded. "The packs are in danger, Elyra. The balance between light and shadow has already begun to fracture. This isn't just about you or Dain-it's about the survival of everything we hold dear." She walked to a stone pedestal in the center of the room, where an ancient scroll lay, its edges frayed from age. Carefully, she unrolled it, revealing symbols that seemed to pulse with an energy all their own.

Elyra approached cautiously, her eyes scanning the ancient text. The prophecy was written in a language she didn't fully understand, but the words seemed to resonate with her. As Althea's fingers traced the symbols, she began to speak again, her voice carrying the weight of countless generations.

bringing balance to the world," Althea began. "But

voice faltered. "He's the one

where a set of intricate carvings adorned the wall. The symbols on the wall mirrored the ones on the scroll, but this time, they seemed to

a map to how the world will survive. The bond between you and Dain is the key. If you can navigate the divide between light and shadow, you will be able to restore balance." She paused, her eyes locking onto Elyra's. "But the moment one of you chooses to embrace either the light or the shadow fully, the balance will tip. The prophecy says that one

heart sank. She knew the choices they faced weren't just about their bond-they were about the fate of everything they loved. The packs, the very world, hung in the balance. But the idea that one of them

let him fall," Elyra whispered,

It's not just about love or loyalty. This is about survival. The darkness Dain embraces will consume

further away with each passing day. It was as if the darkness had already begun to swallow him,

She held out the scroll, allowing Elyra to read the words for

destruction-it was a call for balance. But balance meant sacrifice. "No," Elyra said, shaking her head. "This can't be the only way."