Luna Aurora novel (Alpha Fenrir) novel Chapter 352

Elyra stood at the edge of the forest, staring into the misty expanse ahead. The air was thick, laden with the scent of damp earth and an unshakable feeling of foreboding. This was the border of Selene’s territory, a place steeped in mystery and guarded by stories of a Luna whose power rivaled the oldest legends.

Cassian stepped up beside her, his expression uneasy. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, scanning the treeline. “They say Luna Selene is as dangerous as the shadows themselves.”

“We don’t have a choice,” Elyra replied firmly, though doubt gnawed at her. “If anyone knows how to counter the shadow magic, it’s her.”

Fenrir let out a low growl from behind them. “Or she could be another trap. Dain isn’t the only one who can manipulate power.”

Elyra didn’t respond. She knew the risks, but she also knew they couldn’t face Dain without understanding the full extent of his growing strength. If Selene could offer insight, they had to take the chance.

As they stepped into the forest, the mist thickened, curling around their legs like living tendrils. Every step felt heavier, as though the ground itself resisted their presence. Fenrir’s hand instinctively hovered near his weapon, his senses on high alert.

“Stay close,” Elyra instructed, her voice cutting through the eerie silence.

Minutes turned into what felt like hours as they navigated the dense woods. Just when Elyra began to wonder if they’d been led astray, a soft glow appeared in the distance. It pulsed gently, like a heartbeat, drawing them closer.

They emerged into a clearing, where a figure stood bathed in silver light. Luna Selene.

Her presence was mesmerizing. Her long, silver hair cascaded down her back like liquid moonlight, and her piercing violet eyes seemed to see straight through Elyra. She exuded an aura of both grace and danger, a perfect balance of light and shadow.

“I’ve been expecting you,” Selene said, her voice calm yet commanding.

Elyra stepped forward, her heart pounding. “You know why I’m here.”

Selene’s gaze shifted to Cassian and Fenrir, who stood protectively behind Elyra. “Your allies don’t trust easily. That’s good. Trust is a dangerous thing in times like these.”

“We’ve heard the stories,” Fenrir said bluntly. “And not all of them are flattering.”

A small smile played on Selene’s lips. “Good. Fear is a powerful tool, but it is not the same as respect. You’ll need to learn the difference if you hope to stand against what’s coming.”

Elyra didn’t flinch under Selene’s scrutiny. “I didn’t come here for lessons in leadership. I came because you understand shadow magic—and how to stop it.”

Selene tilted her head, studying Elyra as though weighing her words. “You speak as though the shadow itself is the enemy,” she said slowly. “But you’re wrong. The shadow is not your enemy—it’s the one who wields it.”