Ashley's POVI ran towards the approaching figure and the smell of blood became stronger. It was a soldier and on his back was Allen.Without a second thought, I snatched Allen from the soldier's back and fell on my knees as I laid him on the ground.His face was badly stabbed. Blood splattered everywhere and I shook uncontrollably as I tried to apply pleasure to his wounds."This is not what I meant when I told you to leave me," I cried."It… it…was… Mattias….," He squeaked, choking on his blood."Stop! Don't say a word!" I yelled, shivering."Give way!" Someone ordered and when I looked up I saw a stretcher. I moved out of the way and they lifted him into the stretcher.Tears pooled up in my eyes and I couldn't hold it anymore. I wailed as I ran after the stretcher.He wiggled and groaned painfully on the stretcher. He would have tumbled down but for the restraint that held him bound.My heart broke into thousands of pieces and I blamed myself. I regretted not following him down to
Ashley's POVAllen's parents came to retrieve his body and laid him to rest. I couldn't bring myself to attend his funeral. I was still in shock.Allen's death affected me greatly and if I was a free man, I would have requested a few days break from the army. But who am I? A bloody slave owned by the pack. I had no place to call home and I must surely be at my duty post. That is the life of a servant.Logan was always by my side. He was permitted to take me out of the barrack almost every day and I was relieved of my duties.Logan tried his best to make me happy, but it didn't work out, happiness is a thing of the heart.Allen's death left a great vacuum in my heart. I had maintained my distance from him before he died. This made his death hurt so badly, we were not given the chance to make amends. I have my regrets too. I couldn't stop thinking that I drove Allen to his death. What if I was with him that night? Allen was good and so was I. Mattias wouldn't have succeeded if I was wi
Ashley's POVIt was past midnight. My eyes lingered at Allen's bed which was already occupied by another. My thirst for revenge burned and I swallowed the phlegm in my throat."Just a little longer, I won't tarry. It will be over soon," I gritted as I fetched my muffler. I wrapped it around my neck, pulling up my turtleneck top. I tucked a dagger into my pants and I flipped on my coat.I made my way out of the dorm under the noise and watch of other colleagues who were still awake.I couldn't steal away under their watch. So I walked down to the comfort room. When I was done with my business, I slipped away through another end.My coat fluttered noisily in the cold wind and I quickly buttoned it up. With my arms folded across my middle, I made my way into the woods, passing through the routes that Rocco had shown me earlier.Just like he had said, there was no one in sight. I was concerned about it before, but no one stopped me until I got to the point of rendezvous.Rocco was already
Ashley's POVWhen Rocco removed my blinds, we were almost approaching the dorm. He promised to help me out with the training before walking down to his dorm, we weren't staying in the same dorm.I sneaked into my form and curled up on my bed. With my arms folded across my breasts, l looked out through the window until Dawn came.The day proceeded as usual. Nothing was special. It was filled with normal shitty activities, training, training and training. It was becoming tiresome. Most of my colleagues who were not as good as I was had been dispatched to different duty posts. But I had been kept in here, rotting away. I knew it had something to do with my status as a slave.During recess, Rocco summoned me to the training range where we usually practice sword fighting.Two fierce-looking soldiers were already waiting for me. They looked intimidating. Their muscles were well toned and I did not stand a chance against them.Seeing the fear and hesitation in my eyes, Rocco spoke up, "This
Ashley's POVI was still trying to set my vision straight when my opponents charged at me. I felt their footsteps, scent, and breath. Although I could feel their traces, I wielded my sword aimlessly, missing every hit. It was a miracle that they didn't slash me. Well, it must be that they intentionally avoided slashing me. The fight continued and it was fierce, I knew I had walked into another death trap.I was almost giving up when I remembered Allen again. All that we passed through flashed through my head and jerked my head.I must avenge his death! Determination coursed through me and I felt an untold surge of energy in me.My senses quipped and I was more alert. I could feel every movement around me, even the slight grazing of the wind on my skin.I stood rooted on a spot. My grip tightened on the sword and I was ready to slash any form of movement around me.It worked. Maintaining my poise, I brandished my sword at every slight movement and nothing was able to get close to me.
Ashley's POVAn alarm sounded before Dawn which was unusual. Such alarms were used during crises. "What the heck happened? I am just trying to get some sleep," I muttered and turned to the other side to continue my sleep. The alarm came again and I jumped out of my bed angrily. Almost everyone in the dorm was awake. We filed out yawning, everyone wondering and waiting for orders."Ashley Oscar!" Mr. Park's voice sounded from the forefront and l and I walked out of the crowd, surprised that he was around.When I got to the front, I was shocked to see Mr Park standing beside a body. The body was wrapped up and it was obviously a dead body.My eyes widened and I remembered Rocco. I turned around, scanning the crowd until I found Rocco. He had walked out of the crowd wanting me to see him. When our eyes met he looked away."What the heck is he playing at? He wanted me to know that he wasn't the one in the sack. Who was and why did they call me out? Am I related to the dead person?"Ash
Ashley's POV "Hey, soldier lady! Do you think you can beat me now?" Logan asked as soon as we dismounted from his horse. He had brought me to the sandhill again. I knew he brought me over to ease my tension. Well, I didn't need him to watch my back again, it was time to move on. But what could I do? "Of course, I will beat you hands down," I laughed. My eyes widened as he detached two swords from the scabbard. I wasn't ready for a fight. I raised my finger and shook my head. "Nah…I'm not up to it," I yelled and walked away. "Puff! Scaredy cat!" He returned the swords and began walking in my direction. "Did you do it?" "What?" "Mattias," he asked brazenly. "Oh! I see… Did you bring me here to interrogate me? I thought Alpha Simpson did that already." "Nah, Ashley… I should know as much. I am personally involved, you know… he murdered my mate and killed my good friend… Allen… I need closure too." Without breathing a word, I continued to climb up the sandy hill and he foll
Ashley's POVMy abductor rode the horse like a maniac. It skidded the uneven terrain at a mad speed, making me hold my breath.Even with the cover around my head, I knew that we were in the woods. I had become familiar with the smell of the woods.The horse came to an abrupt stop and I was bundled down the horse. Without as much as a protest, I followed my abductor as he pulled me along.Human voices became audible from a distance and suddenly the whole place began to feel familiar.It felt like I had been here before and despite the covering over my head, I felt I could find my way."The Strikers Sect! Those bastards!" I gritted as realization dawned on me.I was led into the and the noise ceased immediately. My abductor kicked my legs making me fall on my knees. The plastic bag on my head was removed and I blinked my eyes as I tried to adjust to light."Oh… you left my eyes open, I can see everyone now, aren't you afraid that I will snitch on you?" I mocked them as I looked around.