The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Chapter 14 Three Days And Three Nights

But his mind wasn’t just on the logistics—no. He was brimming with curiosity. ’What exactly happened last night?’ What kind of "torture" had Addison endured? Would she finally know her place now?

Buzzing with eagerness, Greg abruptly changed direction, veering away from the training grounds and heading back toward the packhouse. He wanted a glimpse—just a glimpse—of what remained of the once-defiant Luna.

’Was she broken? Shaken? Barely clinging to consciousness? Or had Zion gone even further than that?’

His thoughts burned with expectation as he approached, eager to witness the aftermath firsthand.

Beta Greg knew he wasn’t permitted to enter the fourth floor—only the omegas responsible for cleaning and fixing the door were allowed there. However, he waited at the base of the stairs on the third floor, pacing back and forth as he kept an eye on the omegas, eager to see when they would be finished.

Upstairs, when the omegas saw the door ajar, they immediately stepped forward to fix it. However, even from a few feet away, they could already smell the unmistakable scent of mixed intimate fluids wafting from the room.

For a moment, they were frozen, exchanging glances as they realized what had likely transpired the previous night. It became clear what their alpha had meant by "teaching Addison a lesson."

Understanding their position, the omegas quickly composed themselves, bowing their heads and focusing on the task at hand. They worked swiftly: two omegas attended to the door’s hinges, while another removed the bedsheets and pillowcases.

As they worked, they could hear the faint sound of water splashing from the bathroom, but they chose to ignore it.

Soon, however, Addison’s soft gasps and moans echoed off the tiled walls of the bathroom. Zion had joined her in the bathtub, and as soon as Addison opened her eyes, he took advantage of the moment, starting again.

The sound of splashing water mixed with the rhythmic slapping of flesh, accompanied by Addison’s uncontrollable moans and whimpers, reverberated through the room.

"Z-Zion, wait! There are people outside!" Addison said, her voice tinged with embarrassment. But Zion didn’t stop. In fact, it felt as if he wanted her to moan louder, to make sure that anyone nearby could hear the sound of her pleasure.

Addison, desperate to hold back, bit down hard on Zion’s shoulder as he thrust inside her. He didn’t flinch at the sharp bite; instead, he urged her on, his voice low and hungry.

"Yes, bite me, scratch me, leave your marks on my body," he growled, the sound echoing off the bathroom tiles, making Addison’s head spin with desire.

Once the omegas finished their work in the Alpha Suite, they quietly made their way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Addison and Zion. As they descended to the third floor, where Beta Greg was waiting, they anxiously scattered without uttering a word.

The fear of what they had witnessed, and not knowing what they could or couldn’t say, made them choose silence. They understood the importance of avoiding trouble with their alpha.

Watching them scurry away like frightened rabbits, Beta Greg let out a dismissive snort through his nostrils. When he turned around, he noticed Claire panting, her body drenched in sweat, as she was about to ascend the stairs to the fourth floor.

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