The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41: Chapter 41 A Curse? 2

There was no mistaking the face of the girl lying in the bed—it was his daughter. Though thinner and more gaunt than he remembered, her features were unmistakably hers. But her once radiant golden hair had turned a dull brown.

As if that wasn’t shocking enough, the royal doctor stepped closer and carefully opened one of Addison’s eyes.

Her gaze, once a vibrant gold, was now a muted hazel brown.

"What... what’s going on?" The Alpha King asked, his voice laced with worry. "Why are her eyes so different? They should be golden..." frёewebnoѵēl.com

Addison had always had long golden hair, which would sometimes turn silver when her wolf emerged. Her golden eyes were the unmistakable mark of the Royal Bloodline. But now, staring down at her, he saw only hazel brown eyes—completely foreign and unsettling.

Elric interjected, his voice steady but tinged with uncertainty. "Could this be the curse Alpha Maxwell mentioned?" he suggested. "It’s just speculation, but perhaps, in order for the vampires to smuggle the Royal Princess out of the werewolf territory, they altered her most recognizable features. After all, aside from the royal bloodline, no one really knew what the princess looked like—just that she had golden hair, golden eyes, and was an exceptional fighter."

His words hung in the air as everyone exchanged uneasy glances. Despite the change in her appearance, there was no doubt in their minds—this was the missing princess. The altered hair and eye color could only mean one thing, and, for the moment, they had no other explanation.

"But what about her wolf?" The Alpha King’s voice was strained, his worry evident. This was the one question that had been tormenting him. As the Alpha King, with Addison being of his bloodline, he should have been able to reach out to her wolf without any difficulty, even if Addison was unconscious. But no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t feel her wolf. It wasn’t that her wolf was dormant—it was simply... absent.

Had her wolf died?

The thought struck the Alpha King like a blow, and a wave of agony surged through him. His own wolf howled in pain, as if sharing his heartbreak. The mere possibility of it shattered him inside.

A heavy silence fell over the room. No one knew how to answer the Alpha King’s question.

They couldn’t answer because they didn’t have the answer. Since ancient times, werewolves had always been linked to their wolves. Those with weaker wolves were called omegas—often considered a liability rather than an asset to the pack. Unable to fight, omegas were relegated to roles as servants or slaves, their value lying in their ability to serve rather than to fight.

But what about a wolfless werewolf?

A wolfless werewolf, born without a wolf, was considered lower than an omega. While an omega still had some strength, drawn from their wolf, a wolfless werewolf was no stronger than an average human. They were completely powerless.

Yet, what happened if a werewolf once had a wolf, but that wolf suddenly died?

That was an entirely different story. When a werewolf’s wolf died, the human counterpart couldn’t survive for long. Their life was so deeply intertwined with their wolf ’ that their fates were linked—if the wolf perished, the werewolf’s life would soon follow.

This was why the Alpha King had been so consumed with worry over Addison’s wolf from the moment he laid eyes on her. If the curse was connected to the disappearance of her wolf, it only made Maxwell’s help even more crucial.

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