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Luna Aurora novel (Alpha Fenrir) novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21

The forest was still and serene, but Aurora felt anything but calm. She moved through the gardens with careful precision, her basket in one hand as she picked herbs from the communal plots. Each pluck of leaves seemed to require more energy than the last. Her breaths came slower now, her body feeling heavier with each passing day.

She paused to steady herself, glancing around to ensure no one had noticed her moment of weakness. The distant sound of wolves training in the central grounds carried on the wind, mingling with the rustle of leaves.

“You’ve been quieter than usual,” Lila said as she approached, carrying her own basket of gathered vegetables. Her mother’s sharp eyes studied her. “What’s going on, Aurora?”

Aurora hesitated, her gaze dropping to the basket in her hand. “Nothing. Just tired.”

Lila’s lips pressed into a thin line. “You can’t keep brushing me off. You’ve been hiding behind your chores, pushing yourself too hard, and it’s obvious something is weighing on you.”

Aurora set her basket down, her shoulders slumping. “I don’t know what to do, Mom,” she admitted softly. “Cassian keeps watching me like he’s waiting for something, and every time I feel his kindness, it just makes it worse. I’m lying to everyone here.”

Lila moved closer, her voice gentle. “You’re protecting yourself and your children. That’s not a lie—it’s survival. But you can’t let fear keep you from trusting someone who clearly cares about you.”

Aurora shook her head, her voice trembling. “What if I tell him the truth, and it changes everything? What if he turns his back on me like Fenrir did?”

“Cassian isn’t Fenrir,” Lila said firmly. “He’s proven that in every decision he’s made. But if you wait too long, you might push him away anyway.”

Aurora’s stomach churned as her mother’s words settled over her. Deep down, she knew Lila was right.

***

Aurora helped prepare dinner in the communal kitchen. The warmth of the firelight illuminated the space, and the comforting scent of roasted meat and fresh bread filled the air. Yet she couldn’t shake the tension coiling in her chest.

The wolves around her worked in pairs, their movements efficient and coordinated. They laughed and teased one another, their camaraderie evident. Aurora envied how easily they seemed to belong here, unburdened by secrets or fears.

She was stacking plates when one of the younger wolves, a girl named Mara, approached her with a curious expression. “You’re really graceful, Aurora,” she said, her tone admiring. “Like a proper Luna.”

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