Luna Aurora novel (Alpha Fenrir) novel Chapter 61

The sky above Cassian’s territory darkened, the clouds heavy with the promise of rain. The air was thick with tension as the pack gathered along the northern perimeter, their senses on high alert. Cassian stood at the forefront, his gaze fixed on the treeline where the scouts had reported Magnus’s forces were massing.

“They’re close,” Nathan said, his voice low but steady.

Cassian nodded, his expression grim. “Spread the warriors out. Keep the flanks covered.”

Aurora watched from the safety of the healer’s quarters, her heart pounding as the pack moved into position. She could see the determination on their faces, but she could also feel their fear. These weren’t just wolves—they were her friends, her newfound family—and they were about to face a force unlike anything they’d seen before.

The first clash came suddenly, the forest erupting with snarls and howls as Magnus’s forces surged forward. Wolves in Cassian’s pack braced for impact, their training turning into instinct as they met the attackers head-on.

Aurora’s stomach churned as she watched the chaos unfold from a distance. Fenrir’s rogues were vicious, their strikes brutal and calculated, but it was the Lycans that sent a chill down her spine. Towering and powerful, they tore through Cassian’s defenses with ease, their strength overwhelming even the pack’s best fighters.

In the midst of the battle, Cassian fought with unrelenting ferocity. His blade flashed in the dim light, cutting down any who dared to challenge him. Nathan was at his side, their movements synchronized as they worked to keep the flanks secure.

Back at the healer’s quarters, Aurora worked frantically alongside Iris and the other healers to tend to the injured as they were brought in. Blood soaked the floor as wolves staggered through the doors, their wounds deep and grievous.

“Hold still,” Aurora said, her voice trembling as she pressed a bandage to a young wolf’s shoulder. His breathing was shallow, his eyes wide with pain.