The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 280

Chapter 280: Chapter 280 The Third Possibility

It seemed Zion had no intention of leaving until she praised him, leaving Addison no choice but to indulge the big child standing before her. Hoarsely, she said, "You did great. Please go back to your room and get some rest—it’s already dawn..."

Zion, clearly exhausted, nodded with a bright, satisfied smile. His eyes crinkled with joy as he finally turned and headed to his own room. The moment the door shut behind him, Addison felt her knees go weak.

His intoxicating scent lingered in the air, making her feel as though her legs would give out beneath her. She quickly closed the door and stumbled back to her bed, but no matter how hard she tried, sleep refused to return; her mind was plagued with thoughts of Zion, who was in the room next to hers.

Meanwhile, as soon as Zion entered his room, he immediately stepped straight into the shower, humming lightly as he washed away the night. The grin on his face never once faded.

He was delighted to see Addison, but what truly pleased him was realizing the effect he had on his mate. He would have to be blind not to notice the deepening flush on her cheeks as she pretended not to be affected by the sight of him standing naked before her.

To Zion, that reaction felt like an affirmation. He knew her body’s response was likely intensified by the mate bond, but that didn’t matter to him; it only made him happier and lifted his mood even more.

After finishing his shower, he slipped on a pair of pants, quickly toweled off his hair, and collapsed onto his bed. Sleep claimed him almost instantly, making up for the rest he had lost.

Meanwhile, once Addison managed to calm herself, she changed into her training clothes and left her room for the warriors’ training ground. She felt an urgent need to move and to distract her mind, to remind her muscles what it was like to fight.

After all, ever since her mates had insisted on protecting her so fiercely, she hadn’t been given the chance to throw a single punch. She refused to let her skills dull, no matter how sheltered she was kept.

After changing into fresh clothes and tying her hair into a ponytail, Addison was ready to leave her room. But the moment she shut the door behind her, she was met with an unexpected sight: Maxwell and Levi already leaning casually against their own doors, as though they had been waiting for her all along.

"Good morning," Addison greeted politely.

Both men returned the greeting, then moved almost in unison to fall into step behind her, their presence natural and effortless—like shadows acting as her bodyguards.

"Good morning, Addie. Heading out to stretch your limbs?" Levi asked with a knowing smile, his tone making it clear he had already guessed her intentions. The accuracy of his words caught Addison off guard, leaving her momentarily astonished.

"Hmmm," Addison replied thoughtfully, then suddenly brightened with an idea. "How about we spar a little?"

She couldn’t let her mates always treat her like some fragile doll in need of constant protection. If they kept seeing her that way, they might either get too used to thinking she was weak and useless or worse, refuse to let her do anything dangerous at all, convinced her body wouldn’t be able to handle it.

"Alright..." Levi and Maxwell followed Addison to the training ground. As soon as they arrived, the warriors of the pack they were staying with, along with Lance and the caravan guards, glanced their way before returning to their drills.

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