The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243: Chapter 243 Their Darkest Thoughts 2

’’Why? Why do I have to hold back? She’s my mate—mine from the very beginning. Claiming her, marking her, was my right. Why did I have to endure the rut for six long years, twenty-four excruciating cycles, without her?’

’Why must I share my mate with my Beta and another man? I should have marked her the moment I found her. Then I’d have the right to stay by her side, to kill anyone who dared come near her, and never have to watch her be with other men...’

Zion’s breath grew heavier as he trailed behind Addison, each thought gnawing at him. Yet, despite the fire raging inside, something deep within still held him back from acting on it.

’Ugh! I fucking hate this. I want her; she owes me six pups by now. I should have knotted inside her more, made sure she carried my pup. Then she could never run from me. She’s my Luna, my woman, the only one meant to bear my child.’

In his mind, Zion saw Addison standing by the window of his Alpha Suite, her belly round with his pup. He even imagined himself chasing a young pup through the playground while Addison watched from the sidelines, her melodious laughter ringing like wind chimes.

But the warmth of the vision shattered, replaced by the memory of her tumbling down the stairs, of him slamming her into the wall. The contrast hit him like a physical blow, wrenching him from bliss to torment in an instant.

"Ugh!" He groaned, nearly doubling over, as if dragged from the heavens only to be hurled straight into hell.

"Zion, what’s wrong?" Addison’s worried voice reached his ears. When he looked up, her blurred, anxious expression seemed to overlap with a memory of her pitiful face from the past, silently begging him to believe her.

But instead of trusting her back then, he had slammed her against the wall. He could still recall the hurt and pain in her eyes... but he hadn’t stopped. He had turned away, carrying another woman to safety, while his mate, injured and vulnerable, was thrown into the dungeon and tortured.

"This isn’t good. Alpha Zion seems to be falling into his darkest thoughts... what should we do?" Elric’s voice was edged with panic as he glanced between Zion and the others.

Maxwell stood over Zion, contempt and coldness in his gaze, as if staring at the foulest thing imaginable. Levi’s expression was no softer; his eyes burned with hate and fury. Elric realized with dread that they, too, were being pulled into their own dark thoughts. And at this rate... it wouldn’t be long before blood was spilled.

Hearing this, Addison’s heart plummeted to the pit of her stomach. She had no idea what to do, and though Elric appeared composed, he was far from it. His face had already paled, and sweat clung to his skin as he fought to keep control.

Fortunately, mages possessed strong mental fortitude—otherwise, he might have fallen just like Zion and the others.

"Should we set up a barrier first and protect ourselves?" Addison asked, glancing up at Elric.

But Elric shook his head. "We can’t. We must finish this and get out of the forest as soon as possible. Spending a night here means death, and even with a barrier, it might not last until morning before we’re overrun by Night Walkers."

He grew fidgety, his expression tightening. Just the thought brought back the memory of that night when he and his master stumbled upon the cursed village. His face drained of color even further, because only he knew the true horror of that night, and the thought of reliving it made panic coil in his chest.

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