The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 99

Chapter 99: Chapter 99 The Curse

Whine...

Mila’s pained whimpers echoed across the arena as Addison tightened her fist, delivering blow after blow to Mila’s head.

Crack.

With one final, vicious punch, a sickening sound reverberated through the air. Mila’s wolf form collapsed to the ground, twitching violently. Her body went limp as unconsciousness overtook her instantly.

Addison finally stopped, her fists trembling slightly, but her expression remained cold. She wasn’t worried about Mila dying—this was a lesson. One Mila needed to learn: never rely too much on your wolf, and never underestimate your opponent. Even an ant could bring down an elephant if it found the right moment.

The Alpha King and Queen rushed to Addison’s side just as the medical team, already on standby due to the King’s earlier mindlink, moved in. Without wasting a second, they carefully hoisted Mila’s large wolf body onto a stretcher and hurried her off to the medical ward.

The Royal Family’s wolves were known for their imposing size—a mark of their lineage and strength. It was a signature trait that set them apart from others. The Alpha King’s wolf, however, was the largest of them all, towering over the rest and radiating undeniable authority.

Mila’s wolf, though impressive and comparable to some alphas in size, still fell short when measured against the other royals. Especially beside Addison’s striking white wolf, she appeared slightly smaller. Yet, what Mila lacked in size, she made up for in speed. Her wolf was fast—blindingly so. Unfortunately, in the arena today, she never got the chance to use that advantage.

"Sweetheart... this..." The Queen’s voice trembled with conflicted emotion as she looked at Mila’s unconscious form being carried away. Earlier, she had feared that Mila might overpower Addison. Now, seeing Mila sent to the medical ward instead, she didn’t know what to feel.

A part of her felt sympathy for Mila. But another part—perhaps a bigger one—felt relieved. Addison hadn’t gone soft. Even without fully shifting into her wolf form, Addison held her own, fighting with lethal precision. It reassured the Queen that Addison still retained a fraction of her wolf’s power, enough to defend herself if ever needed.

Addison sheepishly rubbed the tip of her nose. It might have seemed like she went overboard with the lesson, but this was just how she was used to training. Back in the Sacred Lands, she often sparred with the Royal Guards her father assigned to protect her. More often than not, they ended up needing medical attention too—but it was never taken personally. In fact, those sessions helped them grow stronger by exposing their weaknesses. It was all part of their development.

So Addison assumed it would be the same with Mila. After all, Mila was her cousin. Holding back would’ve meant she didn’t see Mila as a worthy opponent—and that would’ve been more insulting. Giving her all was the only way to show respect.

The Alpha King, as if sensing his daughter’s intentions, gave a small shake of his head and gently patted his mate’s shoulder, reassuring her.

Just then, the twins came bursting in like cannonballs, their laughter echoing through the arena. They wrapped themselves around Addison’s legs with bright, admiring eyes.

"Mommy is amazing!" Kyle beamed, rubbing his chubby cheeks against her legs as he giggled with joy.

"I told you Mommy would always win! Mommy’s the best of the best!" Aiden chimed in eagerly, not wanting to be outdone by his brother. He grinned wolfishly as he craned his neck to look up at Addison, eyes full of admiration.

Although they liked Mila, when it came to their mother, the twins were fiercely loyal. Even after watching Mila get knocked out and sent to the medical ward, neither of them flinched—they’d seen similar scenes plenty of times before. The Alpha King and Queen exchanged glances. It was unusual.

Typically, young werewolf pups—even though born with supernatural blood—acted no different from human children. They were often scared of loud noises, cried easily, and were sensitive to the sight of blood or violence. That’s why the royal couple had been hesitant to let the twins watch sparring matches.

But to their surprise, the boys weren’t frightened at all. In fact, they seemed more excited than anyone else. And even after witnessing someone being carried away on a stretcher, they didn’t seem the least bit shaken, as long as the person wasn’t Addison.

Just a few months ago, things had been very different. Back then, Kyle had begged to see his mother, not fully understanding what "sparring" meant. When he was denied, he cried so hard he could barely breathe, forcing the royal guard to bring him to the training ground. Unfortunately, the timing couldn’t have been worse—he arrived just in time to see a Royal Guard slam Addison to the ground as Silas shouted for her to get up.

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