The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 198

Chapter 198: Chapter 198 Addison’s Choice

Addison, still in her wolf form, slowly opened her eyes. With calm, deliberate movement, she rose to all fours before shifting back into her human form. Now standing naked before the Priestess, her expression was unreadable, cold, dull, and devoid of emotion. The fury she had unleashed earlier on Leon had left her spent. What remained was exhaustion, but even in that, she stood tall, regal, commanding, every bit a monarch.

"We’ll be taking all the biochemicals with us," she said, her voice flat but firm.

Without waiting for a reply, she gestured toward Archmage Elric, signaling him to begin locating every trace of the biochemicals.

"As for compensation," she added, her gaze locking onto the Priestess, "we’ll send the initially agreed amount of livestock and supplies."

Her tone left no room for argument. This was no negotiation; it was a verdict.

They had played a dangerous game, one that involved deception and a direct assault on her autonomy. By all rights, Addison could have declared war. That she didn’t was already a mercy.

Because she understood the bigger picture.

Both the werewolves and the Tigren were cornered, struggling to survive, and perhaps this manipulation was exactly what their true enemies had intended: to divide them, to turn them against each other.

But Addison would not give them that satisfaction.

Right now, the Tigren were the most convenient enemy the werewolves could have. If their relationship were to truly sour, if war broke out between them, it would be a dream come true for whoever was orchestrating all this from the shadows. They wouldn’t even need to reveal themselves. The two powerful factions would destroy each other, and the real enemy could sit back and celebrate, having killed two birds with one stone.

But Addison refused to play by their rules.

As for the false mate bond that now tied her to Leon, she agreed with the Royal Advisor. There had to be a way to remove it. She didn’t believe for a second that it was permanent. The Priestess likely knew how to undo it. And if not her, then someone else out there did. Addison would find them. She would free herself.

Because nothing enraged her more than being forced into a corner.

She had already once given in, out of guilt, out of misplaced duty, and mated with Zion. And what had been the result? She and her unborn children had almost died.

She would never allow herself to be treated like a tool again. She was not some breeder to be passed around between powerful Alphas or Chieftains. Her life, her purpose, was so much more than that.

Then, as if on cue, Leon entered the tent. But he didn’t stop Elric. Instead, he raised a hand and silently signaled his warriors to assist the Archmage in whatever he needed. His gaze then shifted to Addison, not with lust this time, but with respect.

After all, she had just wiped the floor with him. She had proven herself a true warrior. And in their world, the defeated bows to the victor. Leon was no exception.

Still, a flicker of interest lingered in his eyes, an ember that had not yet died. But Addison ignored it, choosing not to acknowledge anything more from him than necessary.

Finally, Leon spoke.

"I do owe you an apology," he began, his voice low and solemn. "But the truth is... we desperately needed a powerful female to carry on my bloodline. Only with an Albino heir can our tribe hope to survive, hope to fight back against the enemy we can’t even name yet."

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