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Chapter 8 - The Awakening of the Starlight Core

The sonic blast hit Lord Vane head-on.

The dark magic blade in his hand instantly shattered into dust. He let out a blood-curdling shriek as the holy starlight burned through his black armor, throwing him backward across the balcony stone.

Lady Vanya was blown off her feet, slamming violently against the marble pillar, her dark artifact shattering into harmless fragments.

Below in the courtyard, the entire battlefield came to a dead halt.

Every wolf—both royal guards and rogue syndicates—looked up at the high balcony.

Lena stepped up to the stone railing. Her silver gown billowed around her, surrounded by an ethereal aura of hovering silver fire. Her white-blonde hair floated on an invisible wind, and two massive, spectral wings made of pure starlight seemed to extend from her back.

She was the living avatar of the Moon Goddess.

"Children of the night!" Lena’s voice resounded across the mountain valley, carrying absolute, unquestionable authority. "You have been deceived by dark magic! Cast down your weapons, or be consumed by the light you abandoned!"

The rogue wolves, driven mad by Vane’s dark blood magic for years, suddenly felt the dark corruption draining from their minds under the radiance of her aura.

One by one, the enemy warriors dropped their blood-soaked swords.

One by one, hundreds of wolves collapsed onto their front paws, bowing their heads toward the high balcony in complete, instinctive surrender.

Lord Vane groaned on the floor, coughing up black blood. He scrambled backward in terror, looking up at Lena as if she were a god descended from the heavens.

"You... you are... a Sovereign..." he gasped out.

Before he could attempt to flee, Kale leaped onto the balcony with a thunderous crash. With one swift, decisive motion, the Alpha King slammed his fist down, crushing Vane’s dark magic core and binding him in heavy iron chains.

The battle was over. The Citadel was saved.

Kale turned to Lena. The celestial glow around her slowly faded, and her spectral wings dissolved into falling sparks of silver light. She staggered slightly, exhausted from the sudden output of immense power.

Kale caught her before she could touch the floor, scooping her up into his arms.

He looked into her tired silver eyes, his heart filled with an overwhelming sense of wonder and devotion.

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"You saved us all, my Queen," he whispered fiercely.

Lena let out a small, tired laugh, resting her head against his neck. "I told you... I wasn't going to be helpless anymore."

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