Luna Aurora novel (Alpha Fenrir) novel Chapter 34

Lila didn’t look up from her knitting. “Cassian’s patrols are watching them. They won’t get past the borders.”

Aurora pressed a hand to her abdomen, where the twins stirred faintly. “I’m putting everyone in danger,” she murmured. “Cassian’s pack didn’t ask for this.”

Lila set her knitting aside and placed a hand on Aurora’s shoulder. “Cassian chose to protect you, Aurora. His pack chose to stand by him. You’re not forcing this on anyone.”

Aurora nodded, though her chest still felt heavy with guilt.

As the first rays of sunlight broke through the trees, Fenrir’s group began to move. They stayed low, their movements silent as they approached the northern perimeter. The scent of Cassian’s wolves was strong now, mingling with the crisp morning air.

Fenrir signaled for his group to halt as they reached the edge of the forest. He could see the patrols ahead—two wolves pacing along the ridge, their sharp eyes scanning the terrain.

“Wait for my signal,” Fenrir whispered.

The wolves behind him crouched low, their breaths quiet as they watched and waited.

In the central grounds, Cassian stood with Nathan and a group of senior wolves. The tension in the air was thick, every wolf on edge as they prepared for what was to come.

“They’re moving,” a scout reported as he approached. “Fenrir’s group is advancing toward the northern border.”

Cassian’s jaw tightened. “Alert the patrols. We hold the line.”

The scout nodded and ran off to deliver the message.

Nathan stepped closer, his voice low. “This could turn into a full-scale conflict, Alpha. Are you sure we’re ready for this?”

Cassian’s gaze was steady. “We don’t back down. Not for Fenrir, and not for anyone else.”

At the cottage, Aurora paced the room, her anxiety growing with each passing moment. The distant howls of wolves echoed through the forest, a haunting reminder of the danger closing in.

“They’re testing the borders,” the scout said. “A small group is trying to draw our patrols away from the main line.”

Cassian’s eyes narrowed. “It’s a distraction. Fenrir’s after Aurora.”

Nathan stepped forward. “What’s the plan?”

“We reinforce the perimeter,” Cassian said. “And double the patrols near the cottages. He won’t get past us.”

Nathan nodded, his expression grim.

As the sun climbed higher, the tension between the two packs reached a breaking point. Fenrir’s wolves pressed closer to the border, their movements calculated and deliberate.

In the shadows of the forest, Fenrir watched and waited, his resolve hardening with each passing moment.

And in the heart of the pack’s territory, Aurora braced herself for the storm that was about to break.