The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Chapter 31 Where’s My Mate?

Spotting two patrolling warriors in the distance, Shura lunged. His massive frame crashed into them like a storm. With terrifying strength, he slashed through flesh and bone with his razor-sharp claws.

In seconds, the warriors were reduced to mangled, unrecognizable remains, as if they’d been caught in a whirlwind of death.

Blood-soaked Shura’s fur, and the stench of it—thick, iron-heavy—mixed with his uncontrollable bloodlust. The pressure of his presence alone was enough to make anyone in his path drop to their knees in terror.

Roar!

"WHERE IS MY MATE?!!!"

The Alpha had lost control.

And now, nothing could stop him.

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Alpha Zion’s POV

Addison, where the hell are you?! You have yet to pay off your debt; shouldn’t you be staying by my side until death do us part?

I really can’t understand how our mate bond has been severed just like that without needing for me to accept the rejection, this was something that never happened in the past, no records and no events, so I can’t understand.

Right now, all I could think about was to see Addison, and asked her, but before that, I wanted to sooth her pain, being whipped by silver as a werewolf was as painful as hell and more than that, she’s a wolfless one, she’s so fucking weak that I always worry that a gust of wind might even carry her away, but to think that my fucking Beta had the guts to punish my mate, my Luna to such extent.

I will not forgive him, nor would I give him a fast end.

I still remember the day I first saw her in my father’s arms. She was unconscious, lying weak and fragile in his arms.

Her beautiful brown, wavy hair shimmered, long and lustrous, while her long, curly lashes framed her pale, smooth face like fine porcelain. Her skin was like jade, flawless and delicate, and her plump, red lips were moist with life.

But there was blood splattered across her body, staining her pristine appearance. She seemed so small, so fragile, that I hadn’t even noticed my father was gravely injured, nor that the guards who always accompanied him had disappeared.

It wasn’t until my father collapsed and my mother screamed in horror that I snapped back to reality, only to find him lying on the ground in a pool of blood.

It was only then that I realized the full extent of my father’s injuries. His wounds weren’t healing quickly enough, and even the healers and doctors couldn’t make a difference.

Their efforts were futile, for the wolfsbane in his blood was severely hampering his wolf’s ability to heal. As I stood there, I looked down at Addison, forgotten by everyone else, her small form lying lifeless on the ground.

I was the only one who crouched down to gather her into my arms. She felt so soft, so perfectly right in my embrace, and her scent — intoxicating and familiar — stirred something deep within me, even making Shura stir restlessly.

But my mind was too clouded with worry over my father’s condition to fully appreciate it. My stomach churned and my heart fluttered, but there was no time to focus on that now.

When I brought her to my room to rest, it didn’t even occur to me that I had allowed a woman into my private space — a place I usually kept guarded, unwilling to let anyone in. But with her, it felt like an exception.

I didn’t understand it then, whether I was treating her differently because my father had nearly sacrificed himself to save her, or if it was simply because she was special to me.

When I left to check on my father, I found him awake. But instead of the relief I expected, I saw my mother crying even harder, and everyone else was so solemn, a thick, heavy sadness filling the air.

With each step I took toward them, I felt as though my feet were dragging, weighed down by a growing dread.

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