The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna

Chapter 149: Chapter 149 Six Years Ago

The reason the Alpha King chose Maxwell as Addison’s fiancé wasn’t just because he was a strong alpha capable of standing by her side and protecting her; it was also because, at present, Maxwell seemed to be the only one who could help her break the curse.

His unique necklace, attuned to the dark magic used by dark witches, gave him the ability to sense their presence, an ability that could be crucial in tracking them down and uncovering the truth behind Addison’s condition.

"I still don’t know exactly what kind of curse was placed on me, but as everyone can sense, it’s affected my wolf, sealing her away completely. First of all, I want to thank Alpha Maxwell for saving me back then. You have my deepest gratitude. If there’s anything I can do to repay you, please tell me, I’ll do my utmost to help in return."

Addison then turned her gaze to Levi, her expression softening. It was still a shock to her, one she hadn’t fully processed, that her former Gamma had not only grown stronger, but was also revealed to be one of her fated mates.

Why hadn’t she sensed the bond during her time in the Midnight River Pack? Perhaps it was because her wolf, Aurora, had been sealed. Without that connection, she couldn’t feel the pull toward her fated mates, no matter how close they were.

Only after she traveled to the Sacred Land and received help from the Saintess, Sila, did a small crack form in the curse. Though the Saintess couldn’t fully break it, she weakened it enough for Aurora to briefly stir.

It may have been that, in that fleeting moment, Aurora felt the pull of their mate bond, or perhaps the bond with all three of them was so powerful that it momentarily awakened her wolf from deep slumber.

Either way, Addison was left with complicated feelings. Fate had drawn these men to her, each of them with a past connection to her, whether painful or comforting. When she looked at Levi now, she wasn’t sure whether to feel relieved, overjoyed, or deeply embarrassed.

He had seen her at her lowest, stood beside her through the darkest times. Maybe he had only been doing his duty as her Gamma back then, but still, he had been one of the reasons she survived. For that, she was truly thankful.

"And you, Levi... thank you, too, for saving me back then. If it weren’t for you, I might not have made it out alive, with my life and my—" Addison’s voice faltered. She bit down on her lip, the sharp tang of blood grounding her before she said too much. ’My babies,’ she had almost said aloud.

She cast a quick, guarded glance at Zion, an instinctive reaction, but to others, it looked like a silent accusation, a reflection of her pain and mistrust. After all, everything she had suffered stemmed from Zion’s poor judgment and reckless decisions.

Zion felt the weight of her gaze like a blade to the chest. His heart clenched as her wary eyes met his, and in that agonizing silence, his wolf let out a mournful howl inside his mind, raw, regretful, and aching with guilt. noveldrama

Although Addison still carried the pain of what happened, the betrayal of her own mate, Zion, but she knew that she needed to say it right now. She had to tear off the bandage and begin to heal by facing her past, but it also meant omitting certain truths.

For now, she would keep the existence of her children hidden from Zion. She couldn’t be sure of his intentions, not after everything they’d been through and their history. His poor judgment had once almost cost her her life, and trust, once broken, was not so easily mended.

This would also be the moment her parents, and her other fated mate, Maxwell, would learn the truth: that she was no longer a pure she-wolf in the traditional sense. If Maxwell felt deceived or shortchanged by that truth, he had every right to walk away. She would understand.

It wasn’t the perfect time, not after everything they’d just uncovered about the enemies hiding in the shadows, but it had to be done. If she wanted to step out from the shadow of her past, if she wanted to finally face her demons, it had to begin here.

Addison drew in a deep, trembling breath. She steadied herself, eyes meeting her parents’."Mother, Father... what I wanted to talk to you about last night, it’s actually about my past. As you know, I lost my memory after I was abducted six years ago..."

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Six Years Ago

When Addison woke up, she found herself being dragged through a forest by vampires. Surprisingly, the usual overpowering stench of blood and urine so commonly associated with them wasn’t present. Instead, a faint, herbal scent lingered around them.

But how did she know they were vampires, even without that familiar stench? It was the moment she came to, that her senses sharpened just enough to detect the thick scent of fresh blood.

They were feeding on a creature they had hunted, but they did so with an eerie grace and elegance. That told her they weren’t just low-level vampires. No, they were either familiars of high-ranking noble Vampires or on the cusp of becoming Vampire Lords themselves.

Still, Addison realized something terrifying: she couldn’t remember anything. Not her past, not why she was there, not even how she knew the people around her were vampires. The knowledge seemed to rise instinctively from somewhere deep inside her, as if it had always been there, buried until now, called forth by sheer survival instinct.

Though her mind was clouded and her memory blank, that instinct didn’t fail her. It warned her not to move, not to panic, not to show any sign that she had regained consciousness. She controlled her breathing, kept her eyes shut, and silently focused on her surroundings, trying to make sense of the situation without alerting the creatures who were now sitting and feeding as they stayed deep in the dark woods.

Sensing her surroundings was no easy task; her head spun with dizziness, and there was a strange, squelching sensation that clung to her skin. It felt vile, like something slick and alive was coiled around her, making her stomach turn.

She couldn’t tell what it was, only that it made her feel nauseous. Her senses were dulled, clouded as if wrapped in fog. Still, somehow, maybe through her instinct, she knew she was a werewolf. She just couldn’t feel the connection to her wolf. It was like a vital part of her had been sealed away. The only clear thing in her mind was her name: Addison.

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