The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Chapter 115 Anna Blythe

"Addison!"

Snap!

When Addison turned around, the rogue was already dead — its lifeless body hanging from Lance’s grasp. He had snapped its neck with one hand, his partially shifted claws still embedded in its throat.

Without missing a beat, he moved to her side and helped the rest of the border patrol finish off the remaining rogues. When the cleanup was done, Lance approached her, hands on his hips, his expression a mix of anger and concern.

"Addison, you really can’t be left to your own devices," he scolded. "There better not be a next time. From now on, you patrol with me — no buts."

Addison pressed her lips together, saying nothing. She knew this would get back to her father, and she’d be in serious trouble. But to her surprise, when Lance made his report, he only spoke of her taking down rogues, proudly mentioning her first kill.

Addison snapped back to reality when the she-wolf in front of her gently tugged at her wrist, concern flickering in her eyes. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, don’t worry." Addison offered a small smile as she rubbed the tip of her nose. For some reason, this woman felt... familiar. Unchanging. And then it clicked — this was the same woman who used to take care of her long ago. Still the same nurturing presence, always looking after others.

Her name was Anna Blythe.

It seemed the rumors were true — Addison and Lance did have a close relationship. He even reported directly to her father. But the way he did it... it wasn’t like a subordinate giving a formal report. It was more like a friend tattling to another friend’s strict parent.

Maybe coming here had been the right decision after all. In just one day, she had remembered more than she ever did while confined within the palace walls.

Roar!

"We’re under attack!"

Addison’s thoughts were cut short as rogues burst out from behind the bushes, just like in her memories.

’So they really are getting bold, attacking the borders of the Royal Grounds...’ she thought, narrowing her eyes as she prepared to strike.

But before she could make a move, Anna stepped in front of her, pushing her back protectively and assuming a defensive stance. She must have assumed Addison was just a helpless human, unable to fight, unable to defend herself.

And Addison couldn’t blame her.

After all, compared to werewolves, humans were undeniably weaker. In a battle against shifters, a human could easily become a liability. Especially now. Back when she was sixteen, she could still borrow Aurora’s strength. But this time... she was alone.

No power to borrow.

No enhanced strength or speed.

Just her — and the instincts she’d managed to sharpen on her own.

’Maybe this is what happens when you’re constantly fighting monsters... You become one just to survive.’

There’s a saying — to defeat your enemy, you must understand them. And Anna clearly did. She matched the rogue’s brutality with a wildness of her own, guided by pure instinct. With a feral snarl, Anna drove her claws into the rogue’s chest, then yanked her hand back — blood gushed out, and in her grip was the creature’s still-beating heart. She crushed it without hesitation.

The rogue snarled fiercely, teeth bared and drool dripping from its jaw, fur bristling with rage. It was clear they expected Addison to try to escape — because suddenly, two more rogues in wolf form appeared behind her, blocking any chance of retreat. freёwebnoѵel.com

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