Chapter 154 Playing Dirty – A Turning Point in The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) by GoddessKM
In this chapter of The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison), GoddessKM introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 154 Playing Dirty shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.
But the vampire in his full form had been waiting. He used his fallen kin as bait, predicting the Alpha would rush to save his Gamma. The moment the Alpha intervened, the vampire launched himself with terrifying speed, his massive wings beating powerfully as he shot forward, claws extended and aimed straight for the Alpha’s throat.
The Gamma, still recovering from being saved, saw the incoming danger. Without hesitation, he leapt between the Alpha and the vampire, choosing to shield his leader at the cost of his own life. He aimed for the vampire’s head in a desperate counterattack, but the vampire had anticipated it.
With a savage swipe, the vampire’s claws tore through the Gamma’s chest. Then, with his other hand, he clamped the Gamma’s jaws shut so forcefully that bone shattered with a sickening crack. Before the Gamma could react, the vampire yanked viciously, ripping out his spinal cord in one brutal motion.
The Alpha landed just in time to witness the gruesome scene, his eyes going wide with horror. He leapt forward, but it was too late. His Gamma died instantly, eyes wide open, unable to even whimper in his final moment.
A thunderous snarl tore from the Alpha’s throat as rage surged through him. In a flash, he charged, slamming his massive wolf form into the vampire and sending him hurtling through the air until he crashed violently against a tree.
But the vampire recovered quickly. Bloodied, yet still grinning with a feral glint in his eyes, he rose and beat his wings again, ascending into the sky as he struggled to catch his breath.
The Alpha lunged forward, attempting to seize the vampire, but the vampire had grown too wary of him. Instantly, he darted back several steps, staying just out of reach. Every time the Alpha moved closer, the vampire retreated, as if they were locked in a relentless game of cat and mouse chase.
Exhausted and nearly drained of energy, the vampire was weakening. He knew he couldn’t afford to stall time any longer; doing so would only put him at a greater disadvantage. The longer he lingered, the more time the Alpha had to call for reinforcements. And if that happened, he’d be overwhelmed and killed in no time.
But the Alpha had no intention of summoning backup. Bringing more warriors would only mean exposing more bloodbags to the vampire, giving him an opportunity to replenish his strength. And if that happened? They’d be right back where they started, forced to fight a fully recharged vampire all over again.
No, the Alpha had made up his mind. He would finish this himself. He had to strike while the vampire was still vulnerable.
They stood in a tense standoff. For a moment, neither moved. Then, the vampire began to panic. He was the one on the run, unsure if the Alpha was simply buying time. The roles had reversed; now it was the Alpha playing mind games, holding back and letting the vampire spiral into uncertainty.
The vampire tried to regain his composure, forcing himself not to betray his fear. He didn’t dare make any sudden movements or let his expression give away his desperation. His biggest fear was that more werewolves would arrive before he could escape the border, and if that happened, his mission would fail.
The thought of his mission reignited the vampire’s focus. His eyes scanned the area until they landed on the sleeping Addison. Without hesitation, he made his move. They were already near the border; just a little farther, and they’d be outside the werewolf kingdom. So, he surged forward, wings spreading wide as he prepared to snatch Addison and take to the skies.
But the Alpha had been watching him like a hawk.
He immediately intercepted, reading the vampire’s intent in an instant. The two clashed, blow after blow, and though the vampire fought fiercely, he knew he was no match for the Alpha’s raw strength. The midnight-black wolf was just as fast as he was, and far more powerful. The only advantage the vampire had was his ability to fly. As long as he could stay out of reach, he had a chance.
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