The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88: Chapter 88 Blood Stone

After cleaning up on his end, Zion made his way to the nearest designated mud room—one of several scattered throughout the pack territory. These rooms were stocked with spare clothing for werewolves returning from a run or for warriors who needed a change after shifting, especially in cases where their clothes had torn during transformation and they hadn’t had time to remove them beforehand.

Zion pulled a simple pair of pants and a shirt from the clean basket, along with a towel. He wiped the blood from his body before slipping into the fresh clothes. He didn’t bother with shoes—he’d walk barefoot for now. It wasn’t the first time anyway.

After changing, Zion headed straight to the clearing where his warriors had lined up the bodies of the fallen attackers. Among his own forces, five warriors were heavily injured, three had been killed, and seven sustained minor injuries. The critically wounded were immediately rushed to the pack hospital for treatment, while those with minor wounds remained behind—letting their wolves heal them naturally as they assisted in organizing the fallen enemies in the clearing.

Those who were uninjured were promptly sent back to guard the perimeter and sweep the area beyond the borders, scanning for any remaining enemies who might be hiding and waiting to launch another attack.

Zion moved methodically through the clearing, inspecting the bodies of the dead rogues one by one. Aside from a single individual who had died in human form, the rest had perished in their wolf forms. As he examined them, he noted that about one-third was probably what they suspected, who came from another pack, judging by their scent and build, while the majority were unmistakably rogues.

While checking one of the rogue werewolves, something glinting caught Zion’s eye. He leaned closer and discovered a stud earring embedded in the wolf’s ear. A quick sweep revealed that each of the rogues wore identical earrings, each set with a small mana stone.

Zion’s eyes narrowed. This was highly unusual.

"Levi," he called out, connecting to his newly appointed Beta. "Did the rogues on your side also have stud earrings with blood stones?"

"It looks like it... The ones pretending to blend in with the rogues don’t have any earrings," Levi responded through the mindlink, his tone thoughtful. "Could it be a way to distinguish ranks among them?"

He, too, was crouched beside one of the fallen rogues, carefully inspecting the body for anything else that might serve as a clue.

"It could also be a tracker—or a method to control the rogues," Zion added. His tone held no hesitation; it wasn’t a suggestion but a firm statement. He crouched low, inspecting the stud earrings without touching them.

Though the stones embedded in the earrings were classified as mana stones, these were a specific and sinister kind—blood stones. Unlike naturally formed mana crystals, blood stones were created through a gruesome process: the crystallized result of sacrificial blood from a ritual involving hundreds of lives. To form even a single stone, dark mages and witches had to perform a ritual that lasted seven days and seven nights without rest.

The process, as described in the ancient texts Zion had studied, was nothing short of inhumane. These texts recounted the dark era of history, centuries ago, when corrupted mages and witches formed a cult-like faction. In their obsession with immortality, they committed horrific acts, believing they could achieve eternal life without becoming vampires.

While vampires were truly immortal unless killed, other long-lived races such as werewolves, elves, and dragons still aged—albeit slowly—and eventually died.

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