CHAPTER 11

FARKAS’ POV

Ashina refused to tolerate a single word spoken against her late father and brother. Honestly, who could blame her? No one would stand idly by while their loved ones were slandered, their legacies tarnished by whispers and unproven accusations.

Once, her father and brother had been revered, respected figures in our tribe—warriors of great renown who had dedicated their lives to protecting our people. Sadly, now, their names were smeared with suspicion, their sacrifices overshadowed by rumours that painted them as traitors.

The shift in perception was jarring. How had they fallen from being honoured martyrs to disgraced figures of controversy? Who had started these nonsense, and why had no one stepped forward to silence them?

I stood frozen, my mind reeling, as I recalled what had just befallen before my eyes. Ashina, in her fury, had nearly strangled my mother. Her strength had been something beyond reason, far greater than what an Omega should possess.

Perhaps it was a