Luna Aurora novel (Alpha Fenrir) novel Chapter 82

The battle raged on, the earth shaking beneath Aurora’s feet as the clash of wolves and shadow beasts echoed through the forest. Her blade gleamed with the faint light of the Celestial Pact, but the weight of its energy still felt unfamiliar, difficult to wield.

Cassian was at her side, his strikes precise and unrelenting as he cut down the shadowy creatures that lunged at them. Despite their overwhelming numbers, the pack fought with unity, their howls a rallying cry in the chaos.

But something was wrong.

Aurora could feel it—a faint pulse in the air, a deep, unnatural rhythm that seemed to vibrate through her chest. She glanced toward the Lycan King, who stood at the edge of the battlefield, his glowing eyes fixed on her. He wasn’t fighting, wasn’t even moving.

He was waiting.

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Aurora turned to Cassian, her voice urgent. “He’s doing something. This isn’t just a battle—it’s a distraction.”

Cassian’s gaze followed hers, his jaw tightening. “What is he waiting for?”

“I don’t know,” Aurora admitted, her pulse quickening. “But it’s not good.”

Before Cassian could respond, the ground beneath them trembled violently, a low rumble that sent the wolves stumbling. A deafening crack split the air as the earth tore open near the Lycan King, a jagged rift spilling forth an eerie, otherworldly light.

From the chasm emerged a figure—a towering being of shadow and flame, its form barely contained by the physical world. Its eyes burned with the same sickly green light as the Lycan King’s, but its presence was far more overwhelming.

Aurora’s breath caught, her chest tightening as she felt the oppressive energy radiating from the creature.

“What the hell is that?” Cassian growled, his blade raised defensively.

The Lycan King’s smirk widened as he stepped aside, his voice carrying over the battlefield. “You’ve met my soldiers. Now meet my commander.”

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The creature let out a roar that shook the trees, its massive claws slashing through the air as it charged toward the pack. Wolves scattered, their formation breaking as the sheer force of its presence sent shockwaves rippling through the ground.

Aurora gripped her blade tightly, her glowing eyes narrowing. She could feel the bond to the Celestial Pact flaring in response, its energy pushing against her, demanding to be used.

Cassian moved to intercept the creature, his blade slashing through its shadowy form. But his strikes barely left a mark, the creature’s body reforming instantly as it swiped at him. He dodged, his movements sharp and calculated, but Aurora could see the strain in his eyes.