The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108: Chapter 108 Making His Stance Clear

The former Luna went pale, her lips pressing into a tight line as she immediately fell silent, clearly rattled.

Claire, though visibly shaken herself, tried to maintain her facade. She reached out and gently rubbed the former Luna’s back in a show of concern, but her trembling hands and ice-cold palms betrayed her fear. Even she couldn’t mask the tension coursing through the room.

The former Luna couldn’t even register Claire’s touch—her mind was frozen, her heart hammering wildly in her chest as she stared at her son, realizing just how close she had come to crossing a dangerous line.

She had never seen her son so fiercely protective of anyone—so instinctively defensive, as if Addison were his fated mate. It unsettled her. And that unsettling feeling quickly festered into resentment.

The former Luna’s dislike for Addison only deepened. Zion had publicly disrespected her, his own mother, all for a wolfless girl like Addison. It was humiliating. To her, Addison brought nothing but bad luck. Ever since Addison arrived, the Midnight River Pack had suffered loss after loss. It made no sense... or maybe it didn’t need to. The former Luna didn’t care about logic—only about having someone to blame.

That’s why she favored Claire. To her, Claire was everything Addison wasn’t—graceful, strong, and almost a mother to Zion’s pup. The moment Claire met Zion, the war ended. To the former Luna, that was a sign. She was a little old-fashioned, yes. She believed in omens and fate—or maybe, she simply needed a reason to justify her hatred for Addison. Any woman who wasn’t Addison would do.

Many in the pack believed Claire was Zion’s fated mate, and the former Luna didn’t correct them. But she knew her son better than anyone. Claire wasn’t the one—she could feel it. What puzzled her was why Zion allowed the misunderstanding to persist. Why didn’t he correct them? What was he hiding?

Still, when Addison disappeared, the former Luna stopped caring about pack politics. Without Addison in the picture, things felt settled. Peaceful. Even if it was only on the surface.

The mere thought that her son was still thinking about that jinx, Addison, made the former Luna’s blood pressure spike. But she couldn’t say anything—not after Zion made it painfully clear: Addison was his bottom line.

The former Luna’s lips thinned into a tight line. ’That wolfless wretch is the bane of my existence,’ she seethed inwardly as she briskly piled food onto her plate. Still, she didn’t forget to make her favoritism toward Claire blatantly obvious, if only to send a message. Her gaze flicked to Zion—’I will never accept Addison as this pack’s Luna. Only Claire.’ Sensing the gesture, Claire smiled softly, comforted by the former Luna’s public approval.

But Zion didn’t even spare them a glance. Instead, he strode to his seat and slumped into it without a word. Beta Levi sat to his left, while the Luna’s seat remained to his right. Then, with a commanding tone, Zion signaled an omega and declared loud enough for everyone to hear:

"Since my wife, Luna Addison, is away, remove the seat at my right. That place belongs to her—and no one else is to sit there until she returns."

His words rang out like a thunderclap in the hall. Clear, direct, and impossible to misinterpret. Zion didn’t name names, but the message was sharp as a blade: Claire would never be his Luna. No one would. Not in Addison’s absence. He wasn’t looking for a replacement, nor would he entertain one.

The contradiction was glaring. If Claire truly were his fated mate—as so many believed—then why reserve a seat for another woman? Why make such a bold declaration?

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