Moonlight Loyalty

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emed to close in around him. As the moon outside reached its zenith, Dante's body began to stir. The transformation beckoned. His inner wolf growled, restless. Dante's eyes flashed with determination. "Not tonight," he snarled. He would resist the call of the moon. For now. But the memories lingered. Arianna's gentle touch. Her bright laughter. Her final words. "Protect Aurora Wynter," she'd whispered. Dante's thoughts shifted to the young woman

ermined. Dante's duty was clear. Protect her. At all costs. The weight of responsibility settled upon him. He rose from his throne, his movements fluid and silent. The darkness seemed to part around him. With a swift stride, Dante reached the chamber's edge. A floor-to-ceiling window beckoned. He pushed it open, letting the night air wash over him. The city sprawled before him. A tapestry of lights and shadows.

ht, ready for battle. Dante addressed them, his voice commanding attention, "Victor's men will stop at nothing to capture Aurora Wynter." Their growls echoed through the chamber, a chorus of defiance against the impending threat. "We defend Aurora Wynter with our lives," Dante declared. Their united assent sent a shiver down Dante's spine, a testament to their unwavering loyalty. As they dispersed into the night, Dante's thoughts lingered on Arianna, recalling her final words. "Protect Aurora Wynte

nte's eyes narrowed. "What makes her bloodline so special?" Ryker hesitated before responding, "Aurora Wynter is the last living heir of the ancient Lunar family." Dante's mind reeled with the implications. "The Lunar family's legacy holds the key to unimaginable power." Ryker nodded gravely. "Victor will stop at nothing to claim it." Dante's resolve hardened. "We cannot let that happen." The night air seemed to thicken,

agenda." Suddenly, Ryker appeared at Dante's side. "Dante, we have movement," Ryker warned. Dante's head snapped toward Ryker. "Where?" Ryker gestured toward the estate's east wing. "Intruders." Dante's eyes flashed with urgency. "Aurora, come with me." Aurora hesitated, uncertainty etched on her face. Dante's hand extended. "Trust me." Aurora's gaze searched his. Something in his eyes reassured her. She took his hand. Together, they sprinted into the night. The Wynter Estate's corridors blurred around them. Dante's pack emerged from the

xpression softened. "A friend." Ryker secured the door, his movements swift. "All clear," he announced. Dante released Aurora's hand. "Rest," he said. "You're safe now." Aurora's eyes searched his. "Thank you," she whispered. Dante's jaw clenched. "Protecting you is my duty." The tension between them palpable. Aurora broke the silence. "Who is Victor?" Dante's eyes narrowed. "A ruthless man seeking power." Aurora's brow furrowed. "What does he want from me?" Dante's voice dropped. "Your bloodline holds the key to unimaginable power." Aurora's face paled. "I don't understand." Dante's gaze locked onto he

s warrior, Luca. "Wounded," Luca gasped. Dante's eyes narrowed. "Get him to safety." Ryker aided Luca. Aurora assisted. Together, they stemmed the bleeding. Luca's gaze locked onto Dante. "Victor...has...a traitor...within." Dante's expression darkened. "Who?" Luca's voice faded. "Find...the...mole." Dante's jaw clenched. "I will." Aurora's eyes widened. "A traitor?" Dante's gaze reassured. "We'll uncover the truth." The battle raged on. Dante's pack fought valiantly. Victor's men retreated. For now. The chamber fell si

ting Aurora. His priorities. The night air thickened. With secrets. And

ted warriors? The thought sickened him. Dante's pack was his family. Betrayal from within would devastate him. Aurora stirred. "Dante?" she whispered. "I'm here," he replied. Aurora's eyes fluttered open. "What time is it?" "Almost dawn," Dante said. Aurora sat up. "The battle?" "Over for now," Dante reassured. Aurora's gaze searched his. "What's wrong?" Dante hesitated. "Luca's warning." Aurora's brow furrowed. "The traitor?" Dante nodded. "We'll find out who." Aurora's determination matched his. "Together." The sun rose. Casting a golden glow. Over the batter

ithin, a cryptic message scrawled on the wall. "You'll never find me." Dante's eyes narrowed. "A challenge." Aurora's voice trembled. "What does it mean?" Dante's tone steadied. "We'll uncover the truth." The investigation began. Dante's pack combed the estate. Searching for clues. Aurora aided. Her keen mind piecing together fragments. As the sun dipped below the horizon. Progress remained elusive. Frustration simmered. Dante's pack gathered. "Tomorrow,