The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 284

Chapter 284: Chapter 284 Sihda’s Affirmation

After leaving the cafeteria, Addison stopped in the corridor leading to the stairs, clutching her chest as she tried to steady her erratic heartbeat. Heat coursed through her veins, her body trembling as desire threatened to overwhelm her.

"Great," she muttered through clenched teeth, forcing herself to shove the feeling back down. This wasn’t her Palace; she was still in someone else’s territory, and the thought of losing control here terrified her.

What if it happened again? What if she couldn’t suppress the thing inside her and ended up devouring more of her mates’ vitality than she should? The idea of harming them made her stomach twist.

She prayed her hunger was nothing like that of a succubus. A succubus drained men dry, leaving them frail husks, powerless and hollow once their limited vitality was consumed. Addison couldn’t bear to imagine her mates suffering the same fate.

Even though she had already accepted that she must feed the thing within her, the unknown still lingered like a shadow, and that uncertainty frightened her more than anything.

"Don’t worry. Your wolf will not hurt your mates. Just do what you must..." Sihda’s voice echoed faintly in Addison’s mind, soft yet firm, as though it had been waiting to answer her fears.

"How do you know?" Addison whispered back in her thought, clinging to the reassurance. But there was no reply. Silence pressed in on her, and she realized Sihda must have only stirred briefly, just long enough to catch her anxious thoughts and soothe them, before slipping back into slumber once again.

And more than that, Sihda could even sense her sealed wolf. Addison’s heart tightened at the realization. Sihda had just confirmed what she had only dared to speculate. So many questions burned in her mind. If Sihda could feel both the curse and the wolf within, then perhaps it could answer everything she longed to know.

But what unsettled her most was Sihda’s certainty that her wolf would never harm her mates. Did that mean her wolf was not truly like a succubus, even if it fed on men’s vitality? Was there a distinction she didn’t understand? Or perhaps... was it not vitality at all, but desire that her wolf consumed?

She didn’t know. None of the histories she had studied ever mentioned such a thing. No record in werewolf lore spoke of a wolf like hers. Maybe, just maybe, the answers lie buried in the ancient times, in the earliest stories from the creation of their kind.

Now that Addison had calmed down thanks to Sihda, she decided to return to her room and take a shower before starting work. After all, many of the pack members assigned to farming were likely still busy harvesting crops. But before she could even take a step, her feet suddenly left the ground.

"Ah!" she squeaked, startled. Her head whipped back, and her breath caught when she saw Maxwell. His face was dark and stormy, like a warrior marching to war, and Addison’s heart skipped a beat.

He had lifted her effortlessly with one arm, but then adjusted her gently, cradling her in his arms as if she were something precious. Almost instinctively, Addison looped her arms around his neck, and only then did his expression soften. A smirk tugged at his lips as he strode purposefully up the stairs with her.

"W-What are you planning to do?" Addison asked nervously, shifting uneasily in his arms.

"You’ll find out soon enough," Maxwell replied, his voice low and hoarse.

The truth was, her body betrays her at times like this, craving the warmth and touch of her mates. No matter how firmly her mind whispered no, her body and soul screamed yes, urging her to surrender and sink deeper into their arms.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify