All Chapters of The First Luna : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lane, go back to the Capital right now!’ Nyra’s voice was a jagged blade of fury within our bond. ‘I’ll rip her limbs off one by one, tear her fur completely apart, and make her scream herself to death!’‘No, Nyra. We can’t go back now,’ I answered, forcing my mental voice to remain steady despite the suffocating weight in my chest. Going back to the Capital to hunt down Maris would mean completely abandoning the battlefield.Right now, on this frozen ridge, every single soldier mattered. The Gorgon Pack had formally allied with the Valkirk Kingdom, which meant their combined warriors vastly outnumbered Prince Kaelen's current forces.Leaving our posts now would only weaken the vanguard, directly leading to the deaths of more innocent soldiers.If only Maris hadn't brutally tortured and killed that royal heir, provoking a blood feud. If only she hadn't signed my family's death warrants with her own arrogance. Right now, Maris's life was still worth something to the crown as a tool of

Lane Conlay’s POVAt eight that night, Prince Kaelen gathered everyone together inside the dimly lit strategic pavilion."The next phase," Prince Kaelen said, his thick beard shadowed heavily by the flickering firelight as he planted a small tactical flag firmly into the sand table, "is a siege."A sharp chill flashed across his golden eyes."Marshal, isn't that far too risky?" one of the older generals questioned immediately."Exactly," Prince Kaelen replied smoothly, his gaze scanning the table. "The Valkirk and Gorgon forces are working together better and better out there. They completely outnumber us. Attacking a fortified city head-on gives us absolutely no realistic chance."Low voices instantly rose in a wave of anxious protest across the tent. I, however, felt my eyes light up with sudden realization."A feigned siege?" I asked aloud without thinking, the words breaking through the murmurs.Prince Kaelen’s sharp gaze snapped directly to me, a glint of approval matching his wo

Lane Conlay’s POVI still hadn't told my friends about my family being slaughtered.It was the pain buried deepest in my heart. I didn't dare talk about it, because once I did, it hurt so badly my whole body trembled.I felt the breathing of the people beside me suddenly stop.I buried my head into my knees, scorching tears falling in heavy drops. "Valkirk assassins killed them. Not even the pet was spared. I was still Ethan's Luna back then, living in Blackwood Pack, so I had escaped the massacre. But if I had been there... If I had been home, they wouldn't have died."Silence.Dead silence.They probably didn't know how to comfort me either. When an entire family was wiped out, a few words could never be enough.I sniffled, wanting to tell them I was fine now, but I couldn't.I had just lifted my head, and my tears started flowing uncontrollably before I could say a word.How could I have been fine?How could I ever have forgotten?The tears wouldn't stop, and I couldn't even wipe t

What followed was no longer a battle, but a flesh-and-blood inferno.Claws tore through fur, fangs crushed bone, and scorching blood splashed cruel totems across the snow.Wolves tangled together as they fell, the wails of torn throats and the roars of victory weaving into a hellish symphony.Lane tore a bloody path through the enemy ranks. Her silver-white fur had been stained dark red, every breath filled with the metallic stench of rust and death.Three thousand against twenty thousand—this meant every warrior had to take at least six enemy wolves with them!After four hours of brutal fighting, most of the enemy were annihilated. The rest fled.Of the three thousand warriors Lane had led, only a little over a thousand remained.The reason those thousand survived was the near exhaustion level slaughter carried out by the five high ranking Alphas. They had torn open the enemy's heart.None of the previous battles had left them this drained. They collapsed onto the ground, yet still d

Third-person POVPrince Kaelen stood on the small hill, not approaching any closer.Once the battle had ended, he had already come to pay his respects.He had chosen to bring Lane here because he saw in her the same near-stubborn resilience as General Conlay. Given time, this young she-wolf would never fall short of her father.Once, he had believed she was destined for that path; the brightest Alpha wolf at High Pack Academy, a future female general who would command armies.Until she suddenly withdrew from the academy, swiftly formed a mate bond with Ethan of Blackwood Pack, and even announced to the outside world that she was merely a "docile Omega."He had thought she had chosen the den and cubs, rather than the battlefield and howls.Yet she had appeared at the battle field...six days and six nights, crossing the territory of three hostile tribes, just to deliver intelligence that might have been dismissed as madness!It was truly remarkable.But strangely, during this reunion,