Chapter 19: Moonlight on the Battlefield
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The battlefield erupted into chaos.
Wolves lunged through the air, claws tearing and teeth snapping as the royal army collided with Magnus’ rebel forces. The ground trembled beneath the weight of war.
Alina stood just behind the front line, her heart racing.
She had never seen anything like this.
Warriors shifted between human and wolf forms, fighting with brutal force. Steel clashed, growls echoed, and the cries of the wounded filled the air.
“Stay behind us!” a royal guard shouted as he blocked a charging rebel wolf.
Alina nodded—but her eyes searched the battlefield.
She found Kael instantly.
Even in the chaos, he stood out.
The Lycan King moved like a storm.
His blade cut through enemies with deadly precision. Rebel wolves fell around him, unable to match his speed or strength.
Every strike was controlled.
Every movement lethal.
“He’s incredible…” she whispered.
But then—
A rebel wolf broke through the line.
Charging straight at her.
“Behind you!” the guard shouted.
Alina turned—
Too slow.
The massive wolf lunged.
For a split second—
Fear froze her.
Then—
The power surged.
Warm.
Familiar.
Alive.
The Moon-Bound energy exploded through her body.
Her hands ignited with silver light.
The wolf was already midair when she raised her arms—
BOOM!
A blast of moonlight burst outward.
The wolf was thrown violently across the field, crashing into others and sending them sprawling.
Silence rippled for a brief moment.
Even the guards stared.
“The Moon-Bound…” one whispered.
Alina stared at her hands.
“I did it…”
But the power didn’t fade.
It grew.
The silver glow spread up her arms, swirling like living light.
Above—
The clouds parted.
A beam of moonlight fell directly onto her.
The air shifted.
Heavy.
Charged.
Warriors stepped back instinctively.
They could feel it.
Across the battlefield—
Magnus stopped.
His eyes locked onto her.
“There it is…” he said softly.
“The true power of the Moon-Bound.”
Kael noticed.
His gaze snapped toward her.
And his expression darkened.
“Alina…”
Magnus began walking toward her.
Slow.
Certain.
Rebel wolves moved aside, clearing his path.
Alina’s breath hitched.
He stopped a few steps away.
Studying her.
“You’re stronger than I expected.”
She raised her glowing hands.
“Stay back.”
Magnus chuckled.
“You still don’t understand.”
He gestured toward the moon above.
“That power doesn’t belong to the Lycan King.”
His voice dropped.
“It belongs to whoever can control it.”
Kael stepped between them instantly.
Sword raised.
“You’ll never touch her.”
Magnus sighed.
“You’re always in the way.”
Then—
He attacked.
CLANG!
Their blades collided with explosive force.
The two Alphas moved faster than the eye could follow.
Steel flashed.
Sparks flew.
Power clashed against power.
Magnus twisted suddenly—
Knocking Kael’s blade aside—
And lunged.
But Kael transformed mid-motion.
Bones snapped.
Fur burst through skin.
The massive black Lycan crashed into Magnus, sending him skidding across the battlefield.
Warriors scattered.
Magnus rose slowly.
Blood at his lips.
Smiling.
“Yes…”
His eyes gleamed.
“This is the fight I’ve been waiting for.”
Behind them—
Alina stood in the moonlight.
Her power growing.
Unstable.
Ancient.
And far above—
The moon burned brighter than ever.
Watching.
Waiting.
As if something long forgotten…
Was beginning to awaken..
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