The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Chapter 103 Let Him Be Tortured

There were two reasons for this secrecy. First, the revelation would only worsen their situation, especially now that they were being targeted by forces Greg decided to align himself with. Second, making Claire’s identity public would only embolden her further.

She was already acting like a tyrant under the title of "Alpha Zion’s future Luna," throwing her weight around and causing trouble. If people knew who she truly was, would she try to rule over everyone like she owned the entire pack?

Still, Levi allowed her to run rampant—because this was Zion’s plan. It was his decision to hide Claire’s true identity to hide her in the pack. So if anyone deserved to bear the consequences of that choice, it was Zion. Let him be the one to deal with the chaos and discomfort. Let him suffer the consequences firsthand. In Levi’s mind, this was the best way to teach Zion a much-needed lesson.

It might seem harsh of Levi to treat his own Alpha this way, but in his eyes, Zion had brought it upon himself by bringing such a woman into their pack. And if anyone deserved to endure the consequences of Claire’s actions and be tortured, it was Zion. Zion knew this too—he wasn’t blind to Levi’s subtle jabs or the silent ways he sought retribution on Addison’s behalf.

Zion accepted it without resistance. After all, his own misjudgments and decisions had led to the situation they were in. He knew he had no one else to blame.

More than that, the Alpha King had yet to retrieve his daughter. That, in itself, was a message. By leaving Claire in Zion’s care, the Alpha King was entrusting—or burdening—him with the responsibility. Zion couldn’t simply cast her out. Not unless the Alpha King personally came to reclaim her, or Claire chose to leave on her own.

But having her around was nothing short of torture. Claire was constantly scheming, trying to manipulate her way into his bed. There was one moment Zion would never forget—a moment that nearly shattered his self-control. She had boldly entered his room while he was showering, crept up behind him, and wrapped her arms around him with clear intent.

At that time, Zion had been lost in a memory of Addison, their shared passion still vivid in his mind. The physical response that followed was instinctive. But the second he realized it was Claire behind him, revulsion shot through him like ice in his veins.

He threw her off immediately, his arousal dying just as fast as it came. The thought of another woman touching him—especially someone like Claire—made his skin crawl. From that day on, he doubled the lock on his door.

He had nearly killed Claire that day when she pulled that stunt—only stopping himself at the last second as his composure returned. Claire had burst into tears, crying like a delicate pear blossom in spring. Her wide, doe-like eyes shimmered with tears, full of grievance and false innocence as she whispered, "Zion, I just like you so much."

Zion had never despised those words more in his life. The sheer revulsion that gripped him sent him storming out of the packhouse. He ran the length of the pack’s borders, trying to calm the storm inside him—but fate gave him another outlet.

A rogue attack had broken out nearby, and Zion unleashed all his fury, disgust, and rejection into the slaughter. The rogues never stood a chance. By the time the warriors arrived to clean up, the scene looked less like a battlefield and more like a massacre.

Limbs were torn apart, bodies mangled beyond recognition. One of the rogue’s intestines had been flung so violently they were tangled in the branches like grotesque garlands. A severed head, nearly overlooked, was only found thanks to the trail of blood that led into a thicket.

Everyone who saw the aftermath remembered that day clearly—when their Alpha was uncharacteristically brutal and seething with a fury that chilled their blood to the bones. No one dared breathe too loudly in his presence for fear of becoming the next target of his wrath.

But Levi? When Zion told him what had happened, Levi simply snorted, rolled his eyes, and said, "Serves you right."

That was it.

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