Luna Aurora novel (Alpha Fenrir) novel Chapter 326

Chapter 326

The air in the chamber grew heavy, the tension thickening like a storm cloud. Elyra stood frozen, the weight of Luna Althea’s words pressing down on her chest. The idea that one of them—her or Dain—had to fall to restore balance felt like a cruel, impossible choice. She couldn’t—no, she wouldn’t—accept it.

Her fingers gripped the shard tightly, its cold surface grounding her as she searched for a way out of this nightmare. But deep down, she knew there was no easy solution. Dain’s darkness was growing. She could feel it, the pull of it that tugged at his soul, pushing him further away from the light. And the shard… the shard was its own kind of curse.

“You must understand,” Luna Althea’s voice echoed, as calm as ever, “the prophecy is not a choice—it is a law of nature. Light and shadow must find balance. One cannot exist without the other, and one must fall for the other to rise.”

Elyra’s heart raced in her chest, her pulse thundering in her ears. “There has to be another way,” she pleaded, her voice breaking. “We’ve been through so much already—there has to be something we can do.”

Althea’s gaze softened, but only slightly. “I wish there were, child. But this is the path you both must walk. The shard’s power cannot be wielded without sacrifice. One of you must give up what you hold most dear.”

Dain’s eyes narrowed as the words sank in, his jaw clenched in a mixture of disbelief and anger. His fingers twitched at his sides, his body tense, ready to explode at any moment. “This… This is your plan, isn’t it?” he spat, his voice thick with accusation. “You want us to fight each other. To destroy everything we’ve built. You want me to embrace the darkness.”

Elyra’s breath caught in her throat. She turned to Dain, her heart aching at the raw fury in his eyes. She had never seen him like this—not even when they had fought their way through the shadow wolves, not even when they faced impossible odds. The anger radiating off him was unlike anything she had ever encountered.

“That’s not what she’s saying, Dain,” Elyra said, her voice desperate as she stepped toward him. “She’s not asking us to destroy each other.”

But Dain’s eyes remained cold, unyielding, and his gaze flickered briefly to the shard in her hand. “She’s not asking, Elyra. She’s demanding it. You heard her. One of us falls, and the other rises. It’s as if we’ve already been set on this path—like our fates were decided before we ever even knew.”