Luna Aurora novel (Alpha Fenrir) novel Chapter 40

The battle dragged on, but as the first hints of dawn streaked the sky, Fenrir’s forces began to retreat. Cassian stood in the clearing, his chest heaving as blood dripped from a gash on his shoulder. His wolf form, battered and bruised, reflected the toll of the fight.

Nathan approached cautiously, his own injuries visible. “They’re pulling back,” he said, his voice hoarse. “But this wasn’t just an attack. Fenrir was testing us.”

Cassian shifted back into his human form, wincing as he rolled his shoulder. “And now he knows how far he can push.”

“Next time, he won’t hold back,” Nathan said grimly.

Cassian’s jaw tightened as he surveyed the forest around them, littered with the remnants of the night’s battle. The cost had been high—too high—but there was no time to dwell on it. Fenrir would come again, and the next strike would be worse.

Aurora sat in the central hall, her hands trembling as she tried to keep busy. Every sound from outside made her heart race, every minute that passed without news felt like an eternity.