Fated For Lycan's Luna (Chloe and Blake) novel Chapter 127

Chloe's POV

I felt a jolt of electricity surge through me, and a heavy, eerie feeling settled in the air. It was as if pure darkness and evil had materialized, gradually advancing towards us with unwavering resolve. With every passing second, the gravity of our situation intensified. We were being pursued by powerful foes driven by an unquenchable thirst for violence, seeking to wreak havoc and annihilate everything in their path. The slightest brush of their menacing presence sent a wave of icy fear coursing down my back, leaving me on high alert, fully conscious of the imminent peril drawing nearer by the moment.

Speaking in urgent hushed tones, I implored Vanessa, "Tell them to pick up the pace. The enemies are coming nearer... They are closing the gap between us." Vanessa, standing by my side, paled visibly, swiftly turning to address the other survivors. Her voice trembled as she cried out, "Hey... Quickly! Everyone, we must hurry! They're gaining on us!" Fear instantly washed over the faces of everyone present, draining them of color.

I cast a quick glance at the group—forty survivors, predominantly comprised of teenagers, women, and elderly individuals. Only five of us were sentinels, which meant our progress was sluggish at best. Gritting my teeth, I made the difficult decision to halt my own frantic run.

"Vanessa," I hissed, my voice barely audible. "Take them to the cave. I'll try to divert their attention."

"What?! How will you manage that?" Vanessa asked. Surprisingly, her eyes showed me a hint of genuine concern. Yet, I had no time to dwell on her worries becayse the menacing auras drew ever closer.

"Hurry! Time is running out!" I urged, giving Vanessa a forceful push. Vanessa's eyes widened gave me a grave nod. Then, clutching her hands tightly, she uttered with genuine concern, "Stay safe."

My eyes widened before I playfully raised a brow at her. Vanessa's face flushed before she hurriedly took everyone away.

Escaping with a large group proved to be a daunting challenge. If we failed to divert the enemy's attention, the inevitable outcome would be our capture and demise.

As the others disappeared from sight, fear gripped my body, trembling in the face of imminent danger. "Behind me, I sensed the swift movement of our pursuers," I ruminated, a tinge of desperation in my thoughts. My teeth clenched, and my pounding heart threatened to burst from my chest.

"I suppose I must run... for now," I thought before veering abruptly to the left in a burst of speed, distancing myself from the rest of the group. However, my fleeting moment of escape was short-lived. I abruptly halted as I realized the enemies ceased pursuing me and instead set their sights solely on the others.

"No!" I cried out, recognizing the dire peril that now awaited my comrades. A bone-chilling realization gripped my entire being.

"Why do you still concern yourself with their well-being?" suddenly, a beautiful voice suddenly resounded in my mind, freezing my entire body in place. It was Aurora, my wolf, who had remained silent since our encounter at the hidden entrance. Surprisingly, her voice now carried an air of stability, and I detected a growing presence within my soul, gradually strengthening with each passing moment.

'Aurora... could it be that she's already cured?' Despite the gravity of the situation, my heart throbbed with a resounding intensity.

"They are the ones who have repeatedly inflicted harm upon you throughout the years," Aurora spoke softly, her words laden with undeniable truth.

"One of them was destined to be your mate, yet betrayed you. Another tore us apart, and the third seized what is rightfully ours. Chloe, you have suffered greatly at their hands. So why do you persist in saving them when they stand on the brink of death?" Aurora's inquiry pierced my quivering lower lip, stirring up memories of the agonizing years spent with the Red Moon Pack. The years I have spent with the Red Moon Pack were filled with nothing but pain, suffering, and betrayal. I had endured relentless persecution, scraping and crawling for mercy in their hands. On their feet, I repeatedly crawled and begged for mercy. There were even many times when I thought I was about to die. But… no one helped me.

My eyes trembled as they fixated upon my majestic white paw. "Aurora..." my voice trembled, tears welling up in my eyes. "So this is your true form..." I whispered softly, overcome with emotion.

"A powerful white wolf..." I murmured, my smile tinged with melancholy.

"Am I beautiful?" Aurora's inquiry reached my ears. In response, my smile deepened as I nodded earnestly.

"Yes, truly beautiful."

"However, now is not the time for this," Aurora cautioned.

"Although the poison has been purged, the damage incurred over the years has taken its toll. It will be a long while before my body and powers fully recover. I can only sustain this form for a few minutes," she explained, jolting me back to the present reality, especially as I sensed enemies converging from all directions, hurtling toward me.

"Our earlier display of power has drawn them closer. If we don't depart immediately, they will surely seize us," Aurora urgently warned.

"So, Chloe, let us run!" Aurora implored, and for the first time, I sprinted forward, propelled by the body of my wolf, embracing the power of my true form.