The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255: Chapter 255 Independent

Shura, unwilling to see her leave so quickly, let out a few pitiful whines before yielding control back to Zion. Moments later, Zion emerged in his human form, his emerald eyes lingering on Addison’s retreating figure.

He drew in a slow, shaky breath. ’Don’t rush... don’t rush. Take it slow and carefully,’ he reminded himself, wiping the sweat from his skin.

Maxwell and Levi had also shifted back into their human forms, both breathing heavily from the exertion. As they caught their breath, their eyes swept over the caravan before settling on two withered, skin-and-bone corpses lying not far from where they stood.

"What happened?" Zion asked, following their gaze to the unsettling sight.

"We were attacked by the Night Walkers," Lance explained, his tone heavy. "Those two ran outside to check the situation when we heard Addison’s voice calling for help... but they ended up like that instead. We only managed to retrieve their bodies when the Night Walkers suddenly fled." He paused, his eyes shifting to the group. "And you—where have you been?"

Elric, who had been set down in the forest by Maxwell when they first stopped running, now staggered toward them. His staff served as a crutch, each step unsteady and labored.

Only then did Lance notice him, his brow furrowing. He gave Maxwell and the others a questioning look before signaling one of the guards to step forward and help Elric sit and rest.

The other guards had already prepared a campfire, the flames crackling warmly against the night air. They set a pot of water to boil, planning to serve chamomile tea to help calm Addison’s nerves. Lance slowly made his way back toward the fire while Zion, Maxwell, and Levi changed into clean clothes.

Once they joined the circle, Lance repeated the question that had gone unanswered earlier due to Elric’s arrival. "Where have you all been?" His gaze swept over them as Zion, Maxwell, and Levi settled beside Elric and Addison around the fire.

A guard handed each of them a steaming mug of chamomile tea the moment the water finished boiling, the soothing scent mingling with the smoke of the campfire.

"Of course. We found a way to get ourselves out of this forest, but things became... complicated, and a lot happened," Zion replied vaguely.

Only then did Addison realize she was still clutching the cloth bundle containing the dark fairies. She peeked inside, checking to make sure they were still safe and hadn’t been crushed in her grip.

Elric seemed to notice as well. Without unwrapping the cloth he’d been carrying, he handed Addison the two additional dark fairies he had been safeguarding all this time. Then, without another word, he sank back down onto the log he’d been sitting on.

Lance’s eyebrows twitched at Zion’s vague reply—it didn’t truly answer his question, and he still had no idea what they had been through.

It was clear, however, that none of them was willing to elaborate on what had really happened during their absence. With no choice but to drop the matter, Lance instead turned his attention to Addison.

Dust still clung to her skin and silver-white hair, a silent proof of the ordeal they must have endured.

Addison’s gaze fell on the two corpses lying on the ground, but she said nothing. No matter what words she offered, they couldn’t bring the dead back, and dwelling on it would only weigh everyone down further.

She simply pressed her lips together. This wasn’t the outcome she had hoped for, but she knew she couldn’t always expect a favorable one.

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