Luna Aurora novel (Alpha Fenrir)

Elyra sat cross-legged in the center of the training chamber, her breathing slow and measured. The shard hovered before her, its light oscillating between silver and shadowy gray. Althea stood nearby, her watchful gaze unwavering as she instructed. "Focus, Elyra," Althea said, her voice calm but firm. "You must draw from its energy without letting it consume you. The shard will test you, but you are stronger than its pull."

Elyra closed her eyes, steadying herself as she reached out to the shard's power. Warmth radiated through her fingertips, and a gentle hum vibrated through the air. For a fleeting moment, the energy felt like an extension of herself, a natural current she could command. But then it shifted.

A searing heat jolted through Elyra, and the visions returned-visions of Dain, clad in black armor, leading an army of shadow wolves that blotted out the moonlight. His expression was fierce, his once-familiar eyes cold and distant. Around him, destruction reigned, with packs scattering in fear.

"No!" Elyra gasped, her connection to the shard shattering as she flinched. The shard's glow dimmed, falling lifelessly to the floor.

Althea knelt beside her, her tone both stern and compassionate. "You cannot let fear dictate your bond with the shard. Fear invites chaos, and chaos will destroy you."

Elyra's breaths came in short bursts as she clutched her head, the haunting images lingering. "I keep seeing him like this," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Dain leading them into darkness. What if I'm too late to save him?"

Althea's eyes softened, but her words were firm. "The visions are warnings, Elyra, not certainties. But every choice he makes pulls you closer to your own fall. You must remain grounded, or his descent will drag you down with him."

Elyra blinked back tears, her frustration bubbling to the surface. "Then why am I even fighting this? If his choices affect mine, what hope do I have of stopping him? Of saving him?"

"Because you are stronger than the darkness," Althea replied, her tone resolute. "Your bond is powerful, but it is not unbreakable. The shard shows you what could be, not what must be. Do not let it define your path."noveldrama

Elyra wiped her face and stood, squaring her shoulders. "I'll try again."

Althea nodded approvingly, stepping back to observe. "Good. This time, focus on your light. Do not push the darkness away-balance it. The shard responds to equilibrium, not opposition."

Elyra steadied herself, taking a deep breath as she extended her hand toward the shard. It floated upward, its light flickering once more between silver and shadow. She concentrated on her connection to Dain, remembering not the darkness of her visions but the warmth of their bond-the brother who had fought beside her, laughed with her, and protected her when no one else could.

The shard's energy stabilized, the duality of its light and shadow merging into a harmonious glow. Elyra smiled faintly, relief washing over her.

"You're learning," Althea remarked, her voice carrying a rare note of encouragement. "But remember, the shard will not always cooperate. It is alive, in a way, and it reflects the turmoil within you."

As if on cue, the shard pulsed sharply, sending another wave of energy through Elyra. This time, the vision was different. She saw Dain standing at the edge of a cliff, the Warden of Shadows beside him. The Warden whispered something, and Dain extended his hand. From the darkness emerged an army of shadows, their forms indistinct but menacing.

Elyra staggered, breaking her connection once again. The shard dropped, its light flickering erratically.

"Enough for today," Althea said, catching Elyra by the arm before she could fall. "You're pushing too hard. These visions are taking their toll."

Elyra shook her head, her voice rising in frustration. "I can't stop. He's out there, Althea. He's slipping further away with every moment I waste."

"And what good will you do him if you fall apart?" Althea countered sharply. "This is a battle of endurance, not haste. You cannot save him if you lose yourself in the process."

Elyra's shoulders slumped, her exhaustion finally catching up to her. "I just... I don't want to lose him. He's all I have left."

Althea softened again, placing a hand on Elyra's shoulder. "You cannot control his choices, Elyra. But you can prepare yourself for what's to come. Rest now. We will continue tomorrow."

Elyra nodded reluctantly, her mind still racing with thoughts of Dain. As Althea turned to leave, Elyra lingered in the chamber, her gaze fixed on the shard.

"What are you trying to tell me?" she murmured, reaching out to touch it. The shard was cool now, its light dim but steady.

As her fingers brushed its surface, a voice echoed faintly in her mind. It was Dain's, but deeper, darker, and laced with unfamiliar power.

"You cannot save me," the voice whispered.

Elyra snatched her hand back, her heart pounding. The words weren't just a warning-they were a challenge.

-: Althea's voice cut through the silence, startling Elyra. "You're not the only one struggling to hold on. Remember, every choice he makes pulls you closer to your own fall."