บททั้งหมดของ Ashina-The Awakening of the Luna: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

ASHINA’S POVThe dream wrapped around me like a warm embrace, pulling me into a world that felt more real than waking life. My bare feet melted into the soft soil as my body shifted, bones stretching, muscles flexing, fur sprouting along my skin. The change was effortless, as natural as breathing. I was a wolf—wild, wicked and wondrous.Beside me, another wolf ran, his presence as familiar as my own heartbeat. We moved in sync, making our way through towering trees, our bodies mere shadows against the silver glow of the moon. The wind carried the scent of pine and damp earth. Every step sent a chill through me. It was pure joy, a deep, wild ecstasy that felt like wildfire.At that moment, just as seamlessly as before, the shift happened again. Our bodies reshaped, fur melting into skin, claws retracting into fingers. We stood together beneath the night sky, breathless and bare.I couldn’t see his face—his features blurred like a half-remembered dream—but I knew with firm certainty

ASHINA’S POVI could no longer hold it in. My patience, my pride, my restraint—all shattered. I stepped forward, my breath unsteady but my voice sharp with determination.“My father and my brother were warriors,” I said, my words cutting through the tension like a blade. “They sacrificed their lives for this tribe. And yet, you stand here and mock their memory? Just because I don’t have my wolf anymore doesn’t mean you can treat me like dirt beneath your boots.”Lady Lysara scoffed, folding her arms across her chest—her usual thing, her gaze dripping with disdain. “What exactly do you plan to do about it, girl?” she sneered. “Run crying to King Dragor?”I lifted my chin. If she wanted to stir things around here, then surely I would give it to her.“Yes. That’s exactly what I’ll do. I’ll go to King Dragor himself and expose your family’s shameful actions.”The laughter that erupted from Farkas’ parents was cruel and taunting, echoing in the lavish hall.“You think King Dragor has time

ASHINA’S POVMy maid huffed, crossing her arms as she glared in frustration. I just couldn’t believe that she would rant, breathless.“Farkas is really such a shameless being. He’s just a low-level Beta and nothing else. Sure, he has a salary, but it’s barely enough to cover his own expenses, let alone the entire family’s. Don’t even get me started on his father—paralysed in bed, unable to work, and those high medical bills every single month!”Rosy had been employed by the Veldon family for years, long before I had even married Farkas. Lord Gregor Veldon and Lady Lysara Veldon had earned their titles as soon as Farkas became the Beta and married me. As greedy as they were, they had always wished to live like parasites, rather than teaching Farkas to man up.At the time when Farkas and I were to be married, Farkas had sworn that he would defy Fate for me, but look, today how he decided to go back on his words. Over time, what had initially been a professional relationship evolved in

ASHINA’S POVI had heard the whispers, the rumours that Farkas was borrowing money from just about everyone outside. It wasn’t hard to hear the gossip, especially when it came to someone as boastful as Farkas. I could almost picture him, the way he carried himself with such rigid self-importance, trying to maintain his image while he scrambled to cover his debts. It was almost risible if it weren’t so frustrating.Rosy, ever the curious one, leaned in and asked, "Why doesn't he just ask King Dragor for a reward based on his military achievements?" Her question was simple, but it carried a hint of disbelief, as if she could not fathom why someone so prideful would turn to others when help from the King would surely be guaranteed.I leaned back in my chair, thinking for a moment before responding. "Farkas’s military achievements this time... they’re inferior to Esther’s," I said, my voice tinged with a bitterness that I could not fully hide. "Of course, he's too embarrassed to ask K

ASHINA’S POVThe moment my words left my mouth, the room exploded into chaos. Farkas’ mother clutched her chest as if I had just plunged a knife into it, her face contorting with outrage. His father, usually silent and brooding, suddenly found his voice, his tone a mixture of desperation and fury.“You heartless woman!” Farkas’ father bellowed, his voice thick with disbelief. “You know our situation! You know we have nowhere else to go, yet you want to throw us out like stray dogs? Have you no shame?”His mother was quick to echo his outrage. “What about his father’s health?” she shrieked, stepping forward as if daring me to deny her claim. “That doctor is the only one who can treat him! Without him, my husband will die! Is that what you want, Ashina? To have his death on your conscience?”I observed their theatrics with an icy detachment, unmoved by their exaggerated disgust. Their words, once capable of cutting deep, now felt hollow—like echoes of a manipulation I had finally brok