A Warrior Luna's Awakening (Freya and Caelum) novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255

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The river’s current churned beneath the embankment, black and hungry, reflecting the pale glow of the moon like liquid steel. Aurora’s lungs burned, heart hammering as she struggled against Silas’s unyielding grip. His fingers clamped around her throat with terrifying precision -not enough to crush, yet enough to remind her that a single slip would send her tumbling into the roaring water below.

Her body teetered over the stone railing of the riverside embankment. Every heartbeat screamed warning, every fiber of her wolf screamed survival. Her paws–if she‘ were fully wolfed–would have dug into stone for purchase, but now she was human enough to feel the powerless fragility of her body, with Silas’s threaten, she could not shift. One wrong move, and the river would claim her.

“Don’t… don’t! Let go! Please!” Aurora’s voice cracked, panic lacing every syllable. She clawed at Silas’s hand, at his iron–hard fingers, but they didn’t budge. The strength in his grasp was a wolf’s strength, disciplined and lethal, honed to precision by decades of pack dominance.

From the corner of her eye, she saw the river surge beneath her. Even if she could swim, the violent currents were no gentle brook where she could paddle to safety. This was a river with teeth, with a wolf’s cunning, ready to pull her under at the slightest misstep.

“Caelum, help me!” Aurora’s desperate gaze landed on Caelum Grafton, his broad shoulders tense, wolfed senses flaring with distress.

Caelum’s golden eyes flickered, torn between his logic and the gnawing, instinctual pull of fear. He knew her history, knew the story she had told him for years. He had trusted her, believed she had saved him. But doubt clawed at the edges of his mind tonight.

“I know you trust me, don’t you, Caelum?” Aurora shrieked, her voice raw, trembling as she twisted her body against Silas’s grip. “You said you believed me! You said I was your rescuer!”

Caelum’s jaw tightened, wolf instinct snarling beneath the skin. “Silas… release her!” His words were steel and warning, laced with the edge of a wolf alpha protecting his packmate. “Who saved me back then… has nothing to do with you. But if she falls now, if something happens to her, do you think you will escape accountability? You will answer to the pack, Silas!”

Silas’s amber eyes gleamed like fire in the moonlight. His wolf was unleashed in that gaze, and his voice came out calm, chilling, dangerous. “You think it doesn’t concern me?” he said, leaning slightly, tightening his grip just enough to send shivers down Aurora’s spine. “My mate is being accused, being slandered. How could I stand idle? I will prove she tells the truth–or I will see that the one who doubts it pays. And if she plunges…. we shall see who answers to the

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Caclum’s teeth ground, the wolf within him roaring in fury, but he was restrained. Silas’s two lieutenants pressed against him, their hands like iron shackles. He could move only in small increments, each one painstakingly measured.

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“No! Wait! I–I’ll die! I’ll die!” Aurora screamed, thrashing wildly, her body twisting as gravity finally pulled her weight forward. “I didn’t save him! I didn’t! I found him after someone else rescued him! I just followed the ambulance! The medics… they thought I saved him… so I went along with it to the hospital!”

Her wolf howled internally, instinct screaming that her survival depended on more than words. The river’s teeth were waiting, black and merciless.

Caelum’s senses screamed at him, but he could only watch, tethered by Silas’s dominance and his own hesitation. Freya’s wolf observed coldly, calculating the truth in Aurora’s panic and fear. The water churned below, and the river seemed to whisper promises of reckoning.

Tonight, every wolf in that dockside scene knew one truth: survival was no longer a question of skill, but of courage, of truth, and of which wolf–human or beast–would dominate the pack’s reckoning.