A Luna for 6


    My heart thundered in my chest as I stood in front of the second wave army. I felt my muscles coil with anticipation. My feral nature demanded that I jump into the fight and be by my mate''s side. It was all I could do to force myself to remain calm. I dug my nails into my palms, trying to distract myself.


    "Easy," Ivan''s deep voice rumbled beside me. I nced over at him. He looked calm despite the chaos unfolding in front of us. I might not be afraid of fighting, but I didn''t have any experience with war. Ivan''sposure proved that this was not something new to him.


    I growled low in my throat, the lycan inside me snarling to be released. “I can''t stand this. I need to be fighting near Darren''s side." It was a blur of bodies in the vige and I couldn''t see him anymore. "You''re taller than I am ... can you see him?"


    Ivan''s gaze returned to the distant battle. "I lost sight of him. The vampires are pressing hard on the eastern nk. But our centaurs are holding the line, giving the fairies time to work their magic. The weretigers are moving into position for a nking maneuver. Typical cats, attacking from behind," he snorted.


    My ears caught the sound of my mate''s roar. Was he wounded? Was he safe? The urge to seek him out, to fight by his side, wed at my insides. I took another shaky breath, reminding myself that he was more than capable of handling


    himself in battle.


    "I won''t deny that. It''s a mess in there right now."


    The scent of blood reached us, causing me to shift my weight anxiously. The army behind me was doing the same. We were forced to listen to the chaotic symphony of violence, waiting for


    our turn.


    Steel shed against steel, the ringing of des punctuated by guttural roars and agonized screams, Mythical creatures of all kinds surged against the relentless tide of vampires, their forms blurring in a frenzied dance of death.


    My eyes darted across the scene, drinking in every detail. A centaur reared up, hooves shing as it trampled a vampire beneath its powerful legs. Nearby, a weretiger''s ws raked across pale flesh, drawing ribbons of crimson. The vampires moved with inhuman speed, their eyes glowing with an unholy hunger as they struck with lethal precision.


    "Something''s not right. The vampires... they''re too organized, too prepared." They were prepared for this fight. This wasn''t just about the neutral vige and getting another food source. This meant they wanted war.


    Ivan''s golden eyes met mine, a flicker of approval in their depths. "Yes, we thought their real goal was for war."


    "They''re desperate," I mused, my mind racing. "But not just for territory. It''s almost like they''re... searching for something. See how they''re concentrating their forces near the vige? They''re not just trying to overrun us; they''re looking for a specific target." My eyes widened as I realized who. "Finn!"


    "Easy, we know."


    "And you still let him go in there?"


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    "Let him?" Ivan chuckled. "He''s the king of the vampires. We''re not letting him do anything. We had a feeling this was all to lure him out of hiding. The vampires'' loyalties are divided. They want to kill Finn and put an end to it. However, Finn is using this to his advantage. He is also eager to reim his kingdom."


    Suddenly, a bone-chilling shriek pierced the air. My head snapped up, eyes widening in horror as I saw a fresh wave of vampires pouring out from behind the vige. Their pale faces were twisted with bloodlust, fangs glinting in the fading light.


    "Damn, they have a fresh army attacking. Ivan, we need to help."


    "That is their second wave," Ivan said calmly. The new arrivals moved with predatory grace, their eyes gleaming red with hunger and battle-lust.


    "Ivan," I growled, my nails lengthening into ws as I fought to maintain control. "We can''t just stand here. Darren''s out there, our people are-


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    "Steady," Ivanmanded, his own muscles coiled tight with restrained power. "Trust in the n. Our warriors are powerful and we have many species fighting."


    I snarled softly, every fiber of my being screaming to charge forward. I caught the faintest scent of Darren and could feel his anger trickling inside of me. He was alive and fighting with everything he had.


    Ivan''srge hand came to rest on my shoulder, his touch


    me in the chaos. I could feel the steady thrum of his pulse, a stark contrast to the frenzied beating of my own heart. "Our allics are strong. They''ll let us know when they need us."


    "I know, but I hate feeling helpless."


    "You are anything but helpless." Ivan smirked at me. "We are part of an important strategy. It isn''t that we''re helpless. We are the fresh support they will call when they need us. We have to be ready."


    My eyes scanned the battle as the new vampires collided with our forces. A massive werebear, easily twice the size of a normal grizzly, swatted three bloodsuckers aside like they were ragdolls. Nearby, a pair of weretigers moved in perfect sync, their


    striped fur a blur as they tore through the enemy ranks. Elves effortlessly killed the vampires as a shimmering cloud raced toward the new army.


    "The fairies?" I asked, unable to peel my eyes away.


    Ivan grunted in approval. "Nasty little buggers when they want to be. Wouldn''t want to be on the receiving end of that fairy dust." As if on cue, a vampire screeched in agony as glittering powder coated his skin, blistering and burning on contact. I winced, almost feeling sorry for the leech. Almost.


    I gasped as I watched a kelpie jump from a pool of water. It reared up on his hind legs before bringing his hooves down on a vampire''s skull with a sickening crunch. "Remind me never to piss off the horse-people."


    Ivan chuckled darkly. "Noted." His golden eyes locked onto mine. "Anton''s given the signal. It''s time to release the second Chapter 68


    crackling. "About damn time," I snarled, a feral grin spreading across my face.


    "Allissa." Ivan''s lone was stern, cutting through my battle lust. "Remember what''s at stake here. You''re carrying precious cargo." His gaze dropped meaningfully to


    my abdomen. "Don''t be reckless. Protect yourself and that little pup."


    "I''ll be careful, but I''m still gonna make these vamps regret what they''ve done."


    Ivan''s lips twitched in what might have been the ghost of a smile. "Wouldn''t expect anything less from you, Your Highness."


    As we prepared to charge, a flicker of movement caught my eye. My blood ran cold as I spotted another vampire army emerging from the treeline near the vige.


    "Ivan," I hissed, grabbing his arm. "We''ve gotpany."


    "Damn," he growled.


    I closed my eyes, drawing a deep breath as I let the change wash over me. My skin prickled, then rippled as silver fur burst forth, covering my body in a gleaming coat. Bones cracked and reshaped, muscles bulged and stretched. The transformation was exhrating, power surging through my veins like liquid


    fire.


    When I opened my eyes, the world had changed. Scents assaulted my nose. Blood, sweat, fear, and burning magic. My ears twitched, picking up the sh of steel and desperate cries from the battlefield. Everything was sharper, more vibrant. I threw my head back and let out a bone-chilling howl, feeling the Chapter 68


    I turned to Ivan to see himpleting his own transformation. Where the gruff man had stood moments ago, an enormous white werebear now towered, his massive form a stark contrast to my sleek silver one.


    Ivan''s muzzle pulled back in a fierce snarl, exposing rows of gleaming teeth. Heunched forward with a fierce roar that shook the ground, my powerful legs propelling me forward with him. The second wave surged behind me, a tempest of fur, fangs, and fury. My heart pounded with exhration, every nerve alive with the thrill of the charge.


    I growled as I caught the flicker of movement heading toward us. Ivan''s thunderous growl answered as he loped beside me, his massive paws eating up


    the ground. The third wave of vampires moved in front of the vige to intercept


    us.


    We crashed into the vampire lines like a tidal wave meeting a cliff. My ws raked through undead flesh, my jaws snapping bones. The impact was jarring, but I reveled in it.


    I growled, ducking under a vampire''s wild swing and countering with a vicious swipe. Ivan''s massive form plowed through the enemy ranks, sending vampires flying. The sh of steel and snarls filled the air as I whirled through the fray, my silver fur matted with blood. A vampire lunged at me, fangs bared, but I ducked and shed upward, sending its head flying.


    Behind you! Ivan growled in my mind. I spun, narrowly avoiding razor-sharp ws. As I tore into another enemy, I realized they were trying to keep us separated.


    Ivan, we have to break through. The others might need us.


    He grunted in agreement, swatting away a vampire like an annoying fly. Lead the


    way. I''ve got your back.


    We surged forward, carving a path through the chaos. Each warrior fought with ferocity, their faces conforted with determination. The battle raged around us as we tried to break through the line. I heard a loud yell and looked toward the hill. My blood ran cold as another group of vampires charged toward us. Dear gods, we were in trouble.


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