บททั้งหมดของ Ashina-The Awakening of the Luna: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

ALPHA BORIS'' POVThe moment my guards informed me that Zelda had been bullied, a dark rage took hold of me. My fingers curled into tight fists, my jaw clenched so hard it ached. How dare they? After all that she had done—after proving her worth again and again—those fools still had the audacity to mock her, to throw insults as if she were beneath them?The kind of rumours that were circulating about her wanted to make me burn their tongues. Some said that she had slept with me and my Beta for having gotten a promotion.Was it because they were not considered as part of the elite groups or was it because the troop was led by a lady.This kind of mentality was what always made me cringe. How could they not accept that some women were gifted and had more potentials than other men.To be honest, some of my soldiers were cowards. At times, I used to think why some were here when they clearly did not belong here.''That’s because of their lineage, Alpha. What can I do,'' Beta Kael had sai

ASHINA’S POVAfter a long day of rigorous training, the challenge and the tensions of military life, I finally returned to my tent. Alpha Boris was right. The tent was indeed more luxurious and comfortable. Its interior was spacious, with finely woven rugs covering the floor. A sturdy wooden bed with soft furs provided warmth, and a small table with a brass lantern cast a gentle glow. It was entirely different from the standard soldier’s quarters.As soon as I stepped inside, Rosy was waiting for me with a knowing smile on her face."You know, I think Alpha Boris treats you in a very special way," Rosy said teasingly, her eyes glimmering with mischief.I scoffed, shaking my head. "Don’t talk nonsense, Rosy. We are nothing more than a soldier and a general. His concern for me is only because he is the army leader. Nothing more."Rosy crossed her arms and smirked. "Oh really? Then why does he go out of his way for you? Why did he personally arrange for us to stay in a better tent? Why

ASHINA’S POVThe dense fog curled through the trees like ghostly tendrils as we entered the mountain forest. Every breath I took felt damp, the air thick with the scent of swamps. Shadows loomed around us, distorted by the mist, making it nearly impossible to tell if we were alone or being watched. The tension in the group was evident, each soldier gripping their weapons tightly, moving cautiously through the terrain.Alpha Boris led the way, his sharp gaze sweeping over the surroundings. I followed closely behind, my senses heightened by the freakish stillness of the forest. Every snap of a twig, every rustling leaf sent a shiver down my spine. Then, out of nowhere, I heard it—a faint, almost imperceptible sound, like the exhale of something lurking in the dark.I instinctively moved closer to Alpha Boris. His presence was reassuring, the firm determination resonating from his aura was the epitome of strength. He turned his head slightly and murmured, "Stay alert. We’re not alone.

ASHINA’S POVWell, the moment Esther arrived at the military camp, everything changed. The once lousy atmosphere seemed to lighten. It was as if her presence had done some magic.The grim-faced soldiers, hardened by endless battles and sleepless nights, straightened their backs, their usual gruffness melting away as they spotted her. It seemed like they had more respect for her than they had for me and Rosy.I still recalled when we had both set foot in the camp, how we were both treated. Perhaps because Esther had proven herself, they had nothing to say against her or perhaps she was way too close to them for them to even bark anything against her.I would say that they were biased. Yeah, just that.The weary silence of the camp was quickly replaced with laughter and the murmur of familiar voices.''Nice to see you again, Esther,'' I heard one of the soldiers say.She fit in effortlessly.''Same here, buddy.’’I would never be able to talk to anyone the way she did, no matter how clo

ASHINA’S POVThe bitterness of the Alpha’s rejection still burned in my chest long after I had stormed away from the command tent. However, I knew that rage alone wouldn’t get me anywhere.I sat in the shadows of my tent, staring at my clenched fists, my nails biting into my palms, leaving marks. No matter how much I despised the arrangement, the battle was coming. I could either sulk like a wounded pup or prove my worth another way.Fine.If they wouldn’t let me lead, then I would make myself indispensable elsewhere. I wouldn’t stand and stare.Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to think. The front lines weren’t the only battlefield. Wars weren’t won by brute strength alone—they were won with strategy. If I couldn’t lead the charge, I would ensure the charge had the best possible advantage.Bingo! That was when I saw it.During my past observations, I had noticed something peculiar about the Blackfang tribe’s movements. Their scouts moved in coordinated patterns, always disappeari