Luna Aurora novel (Alpha Fenrir)

The morning after their night together, Cassian rose early, careful not to wake Aurora as she slept curled under the blanket of soft light filtering into the cabin. He dressed quickly, his mind already turning to the tasks at hand. Magnus was out there, and every moment they waited only gave him more time to grow stronger.

By the time Aurora woke, the camp was buzzing with activity. The smell of cooking fires filled the air, and wolves moved purposefully, their tension palpable. She stepped outside to find Iris already tending to the injured by the healer's quarters. "Morning," Iris called, her voice cheerful despite the strain in her expression.

Aurora offered a small smile. "Busy as always?"

Iris nodded, gesturing to a stack of bandages. "Help me with these. The patrols brought back a few injured from last night's skirmish."

Aurora hesitated, then moved to join her. As they worked, her mind wandered to Cassian, to the warmth of his arms and the promise he'd made. She pushed the thoughts aside, focusing instead on the rhythmic task of folding cloth.

In the war room, Cassian stood with Nathan and Gideon, their expressions grim as they reviewed the latest reports.

"The scouts have confirmed movement near the mountain pass," Nathan said, his tone sharp. "Magnus's forces are consolidating faster than we anticipated. Fenrir's rogues have joined them." Cassian's jaw tightened. "How long before they're ready to strike?"

"A week, maybe less," Nathan replied. "They've been seen constructing siege weapons. This isn't just an attack-it's an invasion."

Gideon crossed his arms, his frown deepening. "And we're supposed to hold them off with what? Half our warriors are injured, and the eastern reinforcements are still days away."

"We don't have a choice," Cassian said firmly. "We hold the line, or we fall."

Nathan hesitated. "There's something else."

Cassian turned to him, his gaze sharp. "What is it?"

"One of the scouts overheard Magnus's men talking about a weapon. Something... different. They wouldn't say what it was, but whatever it is, they seemed confident it would guarantee their victory." Cassian's eyes narrowed. "Get me that scout. I want every detail."

As the day wore on, Aurora found herself drawn to the edge of the camp, where the northern patrols were preparing to leave. She watched as the wolves checked their weapons, their movements tense and precise. Cassian appeared beside her, his presence quiet but commanding.

"Thinking about joining them?" he asked, his tone light.

Aurora glanced at him, her expression serious. "I was thinking about how much they're risking. How much you're all risking."

Cassian's gaze softened. "It's what we do. Protecting the pack comes first."

"And what about you?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Who protects you?"

For a moment, Cassian didn't answer. Then he reached out, his hand brushing against hers. "I have you."

Aurora's chest tightened, but before she could respond, a runner appeared, breathless and wide-eyed.

"Alpha! Urgent news from the scouts."

Cassian's demeanor shifted instantly. "What is it?"

The runner hesitated, glancing at Aurora. "It's better if you hear it in private."

Cassian nodded, motioning for Aurora to stay behind. "Wait here."

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Inside the war room, the scout stood trembling under Cassian's scrutiny.

"They've found something," the scout stammered. "Magnus's men are working with... something supernatural. It's not just wolves, Alpha. There are Lycans among them."

Cassian's blood ran cold. Lycans-stronger, faster, and nearly impossible to kill. If Magnus had enlisted them, the odds of survival had just plummeted.noveldrama

"How many?" Cassian demanded, his voice dangerously calm.

"Not many," the scout replied. "But enough to tip the balance in their favor."

Cassian's mind raced. Lycans weren't just a threat-they were a declaration of Magnus's power. If they attacked, the pack wouldn't stand a chance without reinforcements. Cassian returned to Aurora, his expression grim.

"What is it?" she asked, worry etched into her features.

"We have a problem," he admitted. "Magnus isn't just using wolves. He's recruited Lycans."

Aurora's breath caught. She'd heard stories of the ancient creatures-how they were stronger than any Alpha, their bloodlines tied to the origins of the Moon Goddess's gift. "What do we do?" she whispered.

"We prepare," Cassian said, his voice resolute. "And we pray the reinforcements arrive in time."

Aurora nodded, her resolve hardening. "Then I want to help. Whatever it takes."

Cassian hesitated, his gaze searching hers. "You've already done more than enough, Aurora."

"No," she said firmly. "I can do more. I want to fight for this pack-for you."

His jaw tightened, but he didn't argue. "Then stay close. If Magnus comes for us, we'll need every hand we can get."