The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124: Chapter 124 They Knew

When Zion heard the distant giggles and playful screams, it felt like a feather had brushed across his heart, light but jarring. His chest fluttered, and his stomach twisted unexpectedly. Even Shura, his wolf, stirred restlessly and instinctively turned his attention toward the source of the sound. There was an unexplainable pull in their chest, a deep yearning to know who those small voices belonged to. They were certain it was children, but for some reason, the urge to go and see for himself was overwhelming—too strong to be brushed off as mere curiosity.

Had they not been in the Royal Palace, Zion was sure he would’ve already gone running toward the sound.

He didn’t understand it. There was no logic behind the way his heart tugged toward that direction, as if something—or someone—was tethered to him and calling him home.

Before he could dwell on the strange sensation, the Royal Beta stepped forward, breaking the moment. "This way, Alpha Zion," he urged politely but firmly.

Reluctantly, Zion resumed walking, not realizing the look he cast over his shoulder—toward the training arena—was one of quiet longing and hesitation. The Royal Beta, catching that fleeting expression, was baffled. Why did Alpha Zion look like that? As if something precious waited for him where the royal twins were training?

"Gentlemen, please follow me..." the Royal Beta said calmly. As he turned, his gaze briefly swept over the group, pausing, intentionally, on the woman everyone claimed to be the long-lost Royal Princess.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

With one subtle, almost derisive snort, he sized Claire up from head to toe. ’Cheap imitation,’ he thought with disdain, barely hiding the flicker of contempt that flashed in his eyes.

Claire immediately felt it. It was like an invisible army of ants crawling over her skin, making her shiver involuntarily. That one glance had pierced right through her. ’He knows...’ her mind screamed. ’My cover is blown!’

Panic fluttered in her chest, and she instinctively clutched the thick fur of the elite warrior whose back she sat upon, seeking silent reassurance.

But the Royal Beta said nothing.

Without another glance her way, he turned and continued walking, expression unreadable. Yet even as his feet moved, his mind was already reporting back to the Alpha King with cold precision. He may not have called Claire out directly, but he’d seen enough.

And he wasn’t fooled.

"Your Majesty, I did see the woman traveling with the Midnight River Pack," the Royal Beta began the moment the Alpha King opened the mind link. "She does have long golden hair, but her eyes? Not quite gold—more like murky honey. And frankly, she looked like she’d fall apart if someone so much as breathed too hard on her."

His words were sharp, laced with dry sarcasm.

"I guess the Midnight River Pack and their brilliant Alpha don’t even realize they’ve brought a fraud into the royal capital, huh?" he added, tone dripping with disdain.

Outwardly, the Royal Beta kept a calm, neutral expression as he led the Midnight River Pack to their assigned quarters. But inside the mind link, he was grumbling nonstop, tossing sarcastic remarks left and right. The Alpha King listened in silence, his sharp mind catching every detail—and every insult.

And with that, the Alpha King’s suspicions were confirmed. Hearing the description of the imposter parading as his daughter stirred a deep snort from his chest, low, cold, and knowing.

Claire, on the other hand, shifted uncomfortably in her seat, wishing she could disappear. The look the Royal Beta gave her said it all—sharp, cold, and dismissive. He hadn’t even acknowledged her presence, let alone greeted her. That silence was louder than words.

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