The Luna Trials by Marissa Gilbert novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76

He had done it just once in the past, but the Wolf God remembered it as if it was yesterday. The previous time he experienced completely different emotions, though. Back then, he still had hope and thought that he was fighting for a better future. Moreover, Fenrir believed he was the one building it. The life of his dreams was just one step away, and his happiness was so close he could almost touch

Everything was different now. It wasn’t his war, and his kind lived for so long without his presence that it seemed he did not have a place here anymore. Fenrir did not see the point in this war. Or any other for that matter. No war in the centuries he existed made anyone happy. He knew it better than anyone. He won so many of those in the past, but he was still as broken and empty as ever. To the point of not caring anymore.

Years and years ago, he left the fighting to the mortals and resigned from his obligations to live in solitude. Every day of his life was torture, and he couldn’t do this anymore. So he left for a place where nobody else wanted to reside and stayed there.

But today, something changed for him. Today he couldn’t stand and watch his wolves die when they fought so hard. He had seen “The hope and stubbornness in them that resonated with his inner pain. He was sure that he would walk away and forget about it as he tried to forget everything else so many times. Just another thing to add to a long list.

He couldn’t do it, though.

They reminded him of his younger self. Fierce believers were ready to die for the cause, and Fenrir couldn’t help but admire each of them. Even if he’d never admit it out loud.

He was especially impressed by the two Lycan kings, by the way they worked as one team, by how they managed to unite species who usually hated each other under their joint flag.

They did not need anyone. They did not need him. If Jor hadn’t interjected himself into this problem, they would have never needed him.

However, his brother had to interfere with the mortals. He had to try and erase his kind from the face of the Earth. Even after so long, he was still holding his grudge. He couldn’t let it go and move on.

And now Fenrir had no choice in this matter.

Because it wouldn’t be fair to the ones who bravely fought in this war. They didn’t give up protecting what was right. They didn’t even start the war. Lycans, werewolves, cats, witches and birds tried to defend their lives at whatever cost.

A part of him was still hesitating, but deep inside, Fenrir knew what he had to do..

The Call.

The divine weapon in his hand, which once belonged to his grandfather and that became his after he killed the King among Gods, made his fingers tingle. The ancient magic recognised its owner and begged him to wield it, to summon it. It was desperate to be unleashed.

Fenrir swore loudly. He had already broken his own rule creating a new Amarok, and now he was about to make it even worse. The spear disappeared in his arms, returning into his body as pure power. This was also something he tried to avoid.

But here goes nothing.

The decision had already been made, and he knew he wouldn’t change his mind even if it would be the last thing that he would do. Everything felt so different now, and he couldn’t explain why.

He shifted into his primordial form and raced to one of the hills towering over the battlefield.

Slowly stepping out of the darkness of the northern forest, Fenrir knew that this was his last chance to leave and avoid the mess that his decision would cause.

warm.

However, this was the right thing to do.

She… she would have approved. And even though she was long gone and he would never see her again, it made his chest

A few wolves below noticed him, shocked by his presence. It was hard to take him for someone else due to his size. Even Amarok was much smaller by comparison, and no one had any doubts about what they were witnessing now.

Fenrir raised his head to where he felt the Moon even though it wasn’t visible in the sky yet. He always felt it… even when he did not

want to.

A loud howl left his chest, a howl full of pain and pride that gradually transformed into a resounding growl that shook the mountains around them.

The Call.. The Call that found its place in every wolf’s heart. The Call that was heard by every shifter present. The Call that was more than any Alpha command. It was the Call of a God, a summoning full of power and promise, as it could give anything to the ones who responded. As long as they had the one thing Fenrir demanded from them a pure heart.

Their response was the most important thing here. The Call summoned the souls of the ancient creatures residing in human bodies, and nothing could be done without them responding. It was their choice, but it had a price. The response let him in. It let him see what they were like inside. If they simply craved power, if their motives were not pure, the Call would kill them, burning them from the inside.

This was why not everyone could let him in.

It made him sad to receive the first rejection. And then a second, followed by a few others. The shifters who knew they wouldn’t pass the test were bowing out one by one.

Centuries had passed, and nothing had changed…

The world stopped as he looked for the ones who were worthy, too afraid that he would find none. Was Kai the only one worthy here? Were things that bad? Did he imagine what he saw in this army just moments ago?

However, soon a small she wolf responded to him, begging him to give her the power to save her mate and the woman who was like a mother to her. She was so tiny but the spirit inside her was pure. The little wolf with pink stripes of fur was not born to be a warrior, but her soul pleaded to become one now. It wasn’t in her nature, but she was ready to change it for the ones she loved. And she was the first one to receive his blessing.

Then her mate responded, begging for the same thing, unable to watch her sacrifice herself. His request was granted as well.

And then wolf after wolf after wolf opened their souls, permitting him permanent entry. Not perfect, but with pure intentions, Fenrir couldn’t help but admire them. They were ready to die here today to defend what was right. But he had other plans for them.

A wave of power went through the lines, making his subjects howl in the pain. Divine gifts always had a price. When he was done with the wolves, he looked at the others. To win this war, he had to do what his brother did and give his gifts to everyone he could, however big or small.

The wolves, cats, bears, foxes and birds kept slaughtering each other in the chaos that surrounded them and did not even notice that their leaders were gone.

No one cared anymore. It was kill or be killed. The only way to leave that field alive was to kill the enemy.

Naya knew the stakes were high when she brought her pack here today in her mother’s stead, insisting for the Alpha and her Luna to stay in their home to defend it if the need arose. She was trusted with an Alpha’s responsibilities and was going to prove herself tonight, but the bolts of electricity that went through her shook her frame and made her disoriented.

It took the werecat a few good seconds to realise what had happened.

The white bear she was fighting with did not waste time and gave a blow that should have sent her flying across the field. Only that …it didn’t. Instead, she bounced back surprisingly quickly and felt stronger than ever before. She loved feeling this power, and the expression on her enemy’s face was priceless.

The gift granted to her by a Wolf God would not be wasted. And it was greatly appreciated.

She saw the scenery around her changing rapidly. All of a sudden, everyone who was on their side was awakening, changed to some extent. They were not mutated like their enemies blessed by the Serpent. They were full of pure raw power that was granted to their souls, not bodies. And it was just what they needed today.

Not wasting any time, Naya ordered her cats to launch a new attack on the left flank.

This was a game-changer.

Kai glared at Bjorn standing in front of Savannah and saw red. As long as this man was alive, they would never know peace. He knew that now. After everything, that bear was still ready to sacrifice everything to force his mate to be with him, and Kai knew he couldn’t let this happen.

His eyes met Savannah’s, and he could tell that she was thinking the same thing. The baby inside her belly had to be protected at all costs; his Queen had to be protected at all costs.

“Glad that you finally joined us!” Bjorn let out an unhealthy wicked laugh. One could tell just by looking at him that the White Bear King was losing it. “What took you so long? I am tired of waiting for you.”