The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Chapter 29 Letting Go

His plan was simple: act as bait.

He counted on Addison’s sharp mind to recognize the distraction and run when the coast was clear. But Addison... she couldn’t bring herself to leave.

Because what Levi had done—abandoning his post, defying the Alpha’s order—could only be seen as betrayal. And once caught, the punishment would be severe. Possibly fatal.

She didn’t want to let him face that alone.

But her body betrayed her. She was too weak—barely able to lift a hand, let alone run. Her voice came out broken, barely above a whisper.

"No... no... you can’t leave... We have to get out of here... together..."

But Levi had already created distance between himself and Addison, darting off in a different direction. He skillfully erased his tracks and further masked Addison’s scent, carefully placing her small frame in a secluded part of the forest—hidden beneath a layer of branches and foliage that blended naturally into the surroundings.

No one would easily find her there. At the same time, he deliberately left a false trail that led away from her location, one obvious enough to draw attention.

Sure enough, when Beta Greg caught sight of a familiar silhouette in the distance, he immediately ordered the warriors to intercept Gamma Levi’s path, aiming to box him in and prevent any escape. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

With Levi now acting as the bait, the rest of the patrolling warriors were also lured in his direction—unintentionally weakening the perimeter in other areas.

"Are you sure we’re heading in the right direction? I’m telling you, you have no sense of direction—we’ve already gotten lost more than once! Just give me the necklace and let me do the tracking, will you?!"

Deep within the forest, two cloaked figures moved swiftly under the cover of night. A flashing red light pulsed from a pendant, guiding their path through the dense trees.

Both wore midnight-black cloaks that not only blended into the shadows but also masked their scent, making it difficult for ordinary wolves to detect their presence.

"Shut up, will you?! Your incessant rambling will get us caught! What’s the point of a stealth mission if you’re going to announce our location?" the man hissed, glaring at his companion.

His voice was sharp and low, edged with fury. The rebuke worked—his companion instantly fell silent.

Just then, the pendant resting on his hand flared with a sudden, blinding red light. Both men froze in their tracks.

In front of them stood a large tree, half-concealed by thick, overgrown bushes. The man quickly shoved the pendant into his pocket to dim the glow, then narrowed his eyes, peering through the foliage.

The bushes were shifting—barely, subtly. It was the kind of movement one would miss unless they were staring intently at it.

The man crouched low, fingers brushing over the thick undergrowth. As he pulled away the bushes—expecting stubborn roots—he froze.

The foliage had only been placed there as cover. Beneath it lay a woman, barely conscious, her body battered and bloodied. Her face was streaked with dried blood, and her chest rose and fell so faintly it was barely noticeable.

Both men narrowed their eyes, taking in the sight. Then, the woman’s eyes fluttered open—blurry, unfocused. Her lips parted, and a faint whisper escaped.

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