One thing that motivated Vione was the hidden camp on the south side where the core warriors of the Nimbria Pack were stationed. In other words, if she and 100 warriors from the Frostholm Pack could eliminate them, control of the war would shift. The Frostholm Pack would have a chance to win the battle.That's why Vione was determined to ensure that the ambush would be carried out with precise calculation and meticulous planning. It had to succeed so that Storm could more easily defeat the Nimbria warriors on the southwest side.Vione stared at the warriors unblinkingly, emphasizing every word she spoke. "We must move quickly and precisely. Don't leave the slightest gap." She took a breath. "I and five teams will lead them into the Eresca Valley, while you..." She turned to the other five teams. "...must be ready to ambush them. Do you understand?"A hundred warriors answered in unison, "Yes, Luna."Vione and the hundred warriors left the barracks soon after. They changed into their w
As a former warrior leader, Vione had seen every kind of wound, every kind of pain. She had felt every kind of agony and suffering, but none compared to the searing pain that suddenly gripped her.Vione fought with all her strength, but the pain she felt was excruciating. She could no longer move or breathe, and suddenly her vision went completely dark.Everything disappeared. Everything was gone. There was nothing left of this world as Vione realized where the source of the pain was coming from.Right from her heart. An indescribable agony was tearing at her from within, as if invisible claws were grabbing her and crushing her until nothing was left.Vione shook. Her body shook violently. In that split second, she realized this wasn't a physical wound. Something much deeper, much darker, had taken hold of her.In the midst of the overwhelming pain, Vione tried to hold on. But the encroaching darkness continued to suffocate and haunt her. Her equilibrium was shaken, and her worst nigh
In all her life, Rowena had never seen such devastation. The once green and vibrant forest had been transformed into a grim battlefield. The air was filled with the stench of death and the metallic smell of blood. In addition, the sounds of roars and howls echoed, shattering the silence of the night. Countless victims had fallen. There were so many that Rowena couldn't bear to look. Especially when she realized that someone she loved so much had fallen victim to the war. Rowena closed her eyes. She could no longer hold back her tears as she saw Ivan's lifeless body lying rigid on the ground. Her heart was filled with agonizing pain. Regret filled her mind. If only I had forbidden you to join the battle, Ivan. Perhaps none of this would have happened. No, Rowena said in her heart. She quickly pushed the thought out of her mind. She knew that Ivan would always be a warrior. No matter what happened, Ivan would always fight to defend the glory of the Frostholm Pack. Rowena's sadness
The suffering Vione now endured was beyond measure. Pain and loss struck her relentlessly, one after the other. It seemed as if God had no intention of giving her a moment to breathe. She had lost not only Usher, but also her family, those she trusted, and the pack.Vione was drowning in an endless sea of grief. Every lost life, every face she had known was now nothing more than a memory that haunted her. They were gone, leaving behind an unbearable grief, and most painful of all was the realization that even circumstances would not allow her to give Usher a proper burial.Her regret deepened. She asked herself. If only I hadn't left, if only I had stayed with Usher, wouldn't all this have happened?Vione cursed herself. As a Luna, her place was at the side of the Alpha. She should have been there for Usher every moment, no matter what happened.But here Vione was, hiding in the Amerotha Forest, wrapped in guilt, without Usher by her side.She was devastated. She sank deeper into her
A new fact was revealed. Everything was confirmed. Rowena had examined all the surviving victims, and her suspicions were correct. The Frostholm Pack had indeed been poisoned by Bernathra magic.The cause was known, and now Vione's focus was on finding the culprit who had spread the magic to the pack. She needed to uncover the person who had been helping the Nimbria Pack all along. In other words, there was a traitor who needed to be caught as soon as possible."I must find this traitor quickly," Vione vowed, holding back her anger. Everything that had happened indicated that the traitor was someone close to her, someone with free and extensive access to the pack, someone who wouldn't be suspected by anyone. "I will not forgive them. I will make sure they pay for their actions against the pack."Vione made a hard decision. For the moment, she had to put aside her desire to gather strength to strike back at the Nimbria Pack. Her priorities had changed. It was impossible for her to move
Walter's apology was an undeniable answer, a confirmation of all suspicions. Vione closed her eyes. There was warmth there, but she held on as tightly as she could to keep her tears from spilling."Forgive me, Luna. I had no idea it would come to this," Walter said as he moved closer to Vione. He clung to her legs, his body shaking. "Forgive me.""Forgive you, Walter?" Vione scoffed cynically. Now there was deep hatred in her eyes. "Tell me, Walter. What did the Nimbria Pack offer you?"Walter shook his head. He continued to kneel at Vione's feet. "Forgive me, Luna.""Were you offered a luxury yacht? Great wealth? A large company?" Vione asked, her emotions overflowing. She was breathless as she shouted, "Tell me, what did they give you to make you betray us?!""Luna." Walter trembled even more at Vione's anger. He knew she was truly angry, and he would do anything to win her forgiveness. "I am guilty. I admit it, but please forgive me. Forgive me."Vione remained unmoved. Her face ha
In the end, Walter would indeed die, whether by Vione's hand or his own. After all, Vione had made his choice. A death sentence was the only fitting punishment he deserved. But suicide was another matter. And now the guilt weighed heavily on Vione.I shouldn't mourn what happened to Walter, Vione told herself. She let out a long sigh. He deserved to pay for what he did with his life.Vione pushed the thought of Walter out of her mind. The root of the problem had been dealt with and now she would concentrate on the next step. She needed to quickly come up with a plan to retake Frostholm Keep and defeat the Nimbria Pack.Unfortunately, it wasn't that simple. Even though Vione had discovered the cause of the pack's weakness, it didn't mean that the problem was solved. The pack was still unable to fight, and their only hope now rested with Rowena."Can you heal them, Ma?"Rowena's expression was one of helplessness. Her gaze was somber. "I can, but it will take time," she replied in a low
This time Rowena's face paled. Vione's questions cornered her. The calm expression she usually wore was now gone, replaced by fear and hesitation. Her mouth opened and her lips quivered as if she wanted to say something, but not a word came out. Her hands, cold in Vione's grasp, and the inner turmoil reflected in her eyes told a different story."Vi-Vione." Rowena took a deep breath and finally whispered. Her voice was almost choked by the emotions that constricted her chest. "There are things we shouldn't change, even if we want to with all our hearts." She shook her head, trying to explain as gently as possible. "Fate is not something we can play with at will."Rowena's answer gave Vione a clue. And so, she persisted. She answered Rowena's words with unwavering determination. "I don't want to toy with fate, but I can't accept all this. I..." She bit her lower lip, trying to hold back the storm of emotions raging in her chest. "...just want a second chance, Ma. A chance to save the p