Luna Aurora novel (Alpha Fenrir) novel Chapter 351

The silence of the woods was deceptive. It masked the growing tension spreading like wildfire across the territories. Elyra paced in the council hall of her temporary camp, her thoughts racing as reports trickled in about Dain’s movements. The once-neutral Riverstone Pack had fallen, and now whispers claimed smaller packs were bowing to him willingly.

Cassian entered the hall, his expression grim as he handed her another message. “It’s confirmed,” he said, his voice tight. “Dain has claimed the Moonshade Pack. They didn’t even resist.”

Elyra’s stomach sank. Moonshade was small but strategically placed near the main trade routes. Gaining their loyalty meant Dain had not only warriors but also resources to sustain a prolonged campaign.

“He’s offering them something they can’t refuse,” Fenrir growled from the corner, his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall. His wolf-like eyes glinted with frustration. “Strength, power, maybe even fear. Whatever it is, it’s working.”

Elyra ran her fingers through her hair, feeling the weight of her brother’s betrayal pressing down on her. “He’s uniting them under a false promise. They think he’ll protect them, but he’s leading them into darkness.”

Cassian stepped closer, his voice softer now. “What do we do, Elyra? The longer we wait, the more his influence grows. If we don’t act soon, he’ll have enough power to crush us.”

Elyra turned to Selene, who stood by the window, her gaze distant. “What’s your advice?”

Selene sighed, her silver hair catching the moonlight as she turned to face the group. “Dain isn’t just building an army; he’s creating loyalty. Breaking that won’t be easy. Attacking him head-on will only cement his position as the ‘savior’ of the packs.”

Fenrir scoffed. “So what? We sit back and let him turn the rest of the packs against us? That doesn’t sound like much of a plan.”

Selene’s eyes narrowed, her voice firm. “No, we don’t sit back. But we don’t fight him on his terms either. We need to find the cracks in his alliances. There are always those who doubt, even among the loyal.”

Elyra nodded slowly, trying to suppress the wave of guilt that threatened to drown her. “He’s my brother,” she whispered, more to herself than anyone else. “How do I fight someone I’ve spent my whole life trying to protect?”

Fenrir stepped forward, his voice softer than before. “You fight because it’s the only way to save him. If he wins, there won’t be a pack left to protect.”