Third Person pov :
The massive White Wolf did not run like a normal animal. Aurora moved like a beautiful, terrifying avalanche of pure starlight. Every time her giant, heavy paws hit the muddy, blood-soaked ground, the earth shook violently. She left deep, glowing silver footprints in the dirt, burning away the dark magic wherever she stepped.
Malakor’s glowing purple eyes widened in absolute shock. For the first time in over a thousand years, the ancient monster felt his black heart stutter with genuine, paralyzing fear. He had fought massive human armies. He had slaughtered covens of powerful witches. He had even broken generations of Alpha Kings. But he had never, in his entire dark existence, faced a fully shifted, fully realized Supreme Luna.
She was the physical, breathing emb
