The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Chapter 35 Was He Too Late?

"I’m Elric, a mage..." the elder introduced himself, though his voice carried hesitation. He glanced around, confusion flickering in his eyes—he, too, seemed unsure of why he was there. There was only one explanation forming in his mind, and his gaze shifted back to Addison, though he couldn’t yet confirm it.

Suddenly, another blood-curdling roar echoed from deep within the forest—closer this time. It was followed by several agonized screams, and the wind carried with it the stench of fresh blood.

The two men standing in front of Elric wrinkled their noses in disgust. Even the man holding Addison frowned as he turned to look behind them.

They all knew they couldn’t linger much longer. Alpha Zion was drawing near, and with each passing second, the pressure and bloodlust radiating from him grew heavier and more suffocating.

Then the elder spoke, his voice firm yet urgent. "Here! This way, quickly!"

When the two turned to look, a portal had opened beside him—its bluish hue glowing softly, casting a pale light that shimmered across the surrounding trees. Though it illuminated the area, the glow was discreet, subtle enough not to alert anything lurking in the forest to its presence. A silent escape, a way to vanish from where they stood and reappear elsewhere.

But as they stared at the swirling gateway, one pressing question lingered between them:Could they really trust this elder?

For all they knew, the portal could lead to an even more dangerous place. Escaping the frying pan only to leap into the fire was a risk they couldn’t afford—especially with Addison, who looked like she was hanging on by a thread. The two men hesitated, their instincts urging caution. But the elder seemed to sense their doubt.

"I am the Royal Mage, Elric Zimmerman," he said calmly, his eyes steady. "I’m here by the order of the Alpha King—but it appears what I’ve come for is already in your hands." He gestured toward Addison.

The two men raised their eyebrows, following the direction of his finger, then glanced down at the unconscious woman. Still, they weren’t fools. Titles and words were easy to fake, and anyone could claim to be someone they weren’t. Trust would not come easily.

But the two men remained rooted to the spot, silent and unmoving. Seeing this, and aware that time was running out, Elric knew he could no longer afford to maintain secrecy.

Without another word, he reached into his robe and pulled out a royal badge—emblazoned with the Royal Allegiance’s blood pact. This token, granted only to those outside the werewolf race who could not swear fealty in the traditional way, was a rare and sacred item.

It served as undeniable proof of loyalty to the Alpha King and marked its bearer as someone trusted by the royal family.

Upon seeing the badge, the two men were clearly taken aback. After a brief moment of hesitation, they exchanged a glance—then threw caution to the wind. With Alpha Zion closing in fast, they didn’t have the luxury of doubt.

Even if this mage was leading them into a trap, it was a risk they were willing to take. At least it would buy them time—time to think, to act, and maybe to survive—rather than stand still and wait for Alpha Zion to tear them apart.

And so, the three of them passed through the portal. By the time Alpha Zion arrived, a fallen warrior with severed head clenched between his jaws, there was no one left. Yet, the faint trace of residual energy still lingered in the air—someone had been there moments ago. Zion growled, sensing the remnants of a presence slipping away.

Shura felt a sharp pang in his chest, the aftershock of the rejection tearing violently through him.

The pain was unbearable.

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