Semua Bab Ashina-The Awakening of the Luna: Bab 61 - Bab 70

ASHINA’S POVStill, I could not believe that Alpha Knight was enjoying it while I was choking on the wine. It seemed that he knew that it was my weakness.I was not a drinker. In fact, I recalled that the last time I had a few sips of wine at school with my peers did not turn out well. They said that I was singing the whole time, wobbling and laughing. I would not want Alpha Knight and Bloodfang Pack to mock me. Well, I really did not think that it would matter to them, for everyone was in a chaotic state right now. Nevertheless, just a sip would do no harm. I vowed to myself that I would not take another. If he wanted me to have a sip, as he had mentioned, then only a sip could extract all the information from the Alpha.Now it was time for me to get more serious. Earlier, Alpha Knight had accused me indirectly of not being focused on my goals. He might have thought that I came here, I was glad with all the arrangements that I could be bought or I was not concerned about the Betas

CHAPTER 63ASHINA’S POVThe flickering light of the tent’s oil lamp danced across the canvas walls, and as my eyes fluttered open, the scent of pine and leather filled my nose. My body ached. A dull throb pulsed in my temple, and as I groaned softly, I lifted my hand to my head, attempting to gather fragments of memory.Where…?The fabric beneath me felt so different from the Blackfang Tribe—it was warmer, softer, scented faintly of tobacco and wolf musk. My heart skipped.“I see you’re awake,” came a voice.I turned my head sluggishly towards the source. It was Beta Kael, standing with his arms crossed near the entrance of the tent. His expression was blank, his usually composed features stiff.I blinked. “Beta Kael…?”He took a slow step forward and crouched beside the bed. “You passed out,” he said plainly. “After being forced to drink whatever vile drink they gave you.”‘’How did you know?” I asked“We saw everything. Alpha Boris stormed in mid-banquet and fought his way through.

ALPHA BORIS’ POVThat night, after we returned to the Ironclaw Pack, Zelda was not herself.The night air was adding to the tension and the faint scent of pine, carried by the soft rush of the river nearby. I glanced down at Zelda—her skin fevered, her breath shallow. She trembled in my arms, still reeling from the aftereffects of the wine she had been forced to drink. Her cheeks were flushed a deep pink, and I knew something wasn’t right. This wasn’t just intoxication.My jaw clenched. The drink had been tampered with.An aphrodisiac—subtle enough not to be detected, strong enough to leave her flushed, dazed, and caught between pain and hunger. My fists balled as I remembered the glint in Alpha Knight’s eyes. That bastard knew exactly what he was doing. He wanted to humiliate her.He wanted to break her. But his plan failed and now that was why he was so keen on taking revenge. The reason was because I had gotten to her first.Beta Kael was with us, waiting for my instructions. “Go

ASHINA’S POVAs the last murmurs of the pack members faded into silence, Alpha Boris stood motionless, his gaze fixed on the rolled-up map in his hands.I assumed that he wanted to speak about military strategy. The enemy had not moved in days, and perhaps he had finally thought of a counter-move he didn’t wish to discuss in front of the others. Therefore, I straightened my shoulders, masking the tension behind a practised calm, and took a step closer.“You wanted to speak with me about the Blackfang forces?” I asked politely, my voice measured.Nonetheless, instead of answering, Alpha Boris raised one hand slowly. His palm opened, fingers curling slightly—a wordless command. One by one, the remaining guards and aides in the tent looked to him, bowed, and withdrew. The flap of the tent dropped shut behind them.We were alone. Why did he want us to be completely alone? Did he not trust his own soldiers and guards?I blinked, feeling a strange weight settle between us. Silence stretche

ASHINA’S POVThe crowd pressed in, a ring of curious eyes, murmuring mouths, and held breaths. Warriors, scouts, even some of the messengers got themselves ready to witness what was rapidly becoming the day’s most talked-about event—a duel between Zelda and Esther.I stood tall, my coat folded neatly in my hand, the crisp air teasing strands of my hair loose from their braid. Across from me, Esther’s smirk curled like a thorn, her confidence practically dripping from her frame. She cracked her knuckles theatrically and took a predatory step forward, ready to pounce.“Don’t worry,” she purred. “I’ll try not to scar your face too much. It would be a shame to ruin your precious Alpha’s favourite.”I didn’t reply. My eyes were steady. She wanted me riled up and reactive. She wasn’t going to get it.Unfortunately, before either of us could move—before claws could shift or a blow could be thrown—a voice rang out, cutting through the crowd like thunder on a clear day.“Enough!”Everything fr