Chapter 128
Aurora’s breaths came in shallow gasps as she faced the Lycan King. The crystalline structures of the grove glowed faintly, their light fighting against the encroaching shadows. The jagged shard of dark crystal in the Lycan King’s hands pulsed ominously, radiating a corrupting energy that made the air feel heavy and wrong.
“You see, Aurora,” the Lycan King began, his tone dripping with malice, “this grove was always destined to be mine. The Pact’s energy is a tool—one I’ve perfected. And now, your child’s presence ensures my victory.”
“Stay back!” Cassian growled, stepping protectively in front of Aurora. His blade gleamed in the dim light, but the Lycan King seemed unimpressed.
“Brave,” the Lycan King said, smirking. “But bravery is no substitute for power.”
Aurora straightened, summoning every ounce of strength she had. “You’ll never win,” she said, her voice trembling but resolute.
“Oh, but I already am,” the Lycan King replied, gesturing to the shard in his hands. “This is the heart of the Pact’s corruption, and your child’s essence is feeding it, bridging the gap between my power and the Pact’s purity.”
Aurora’s stomach twisted. The Pact’s energy within her roiled violently, as if responding to his words. She felt the presence of her child, warm but vulnerable, intertwined with the ancient magic.
“Cassian,” Aurora whispered, clutching his arm. “We have to stop him.”
The Lycan King raised the shard, and a wave of darkness surged outward. Cassian leapt forward, slashing at the tendrils of shadow that lashed toward them. The wolves burst into the sanctum, engaging the shadow beasts in a desperate battle.
Anica hurled glyphs of light, forcing the beasts back momentarily, but the tide was relentless. Nathan fought with ferocity, his growls echoing as he tore through the enemy ranks.
Aurora’s eyes locked onto the shard. She knew what she had to do.
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