The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 349

Chapter 349: Chapter 349 Tag Team

Again and again, the blade struck fiercely, each pull followed by another deadly throw, until goblins fell one after another like wheat before a scythe. At the same time, Zion charged forward in his wolf form, his fangs flashing as he tore through the remaining monsters, ripping one goblin apart after another with ruthless precision.

Seeing its minions drop like flies, the goblin leader’s eyes narrowed, tracking Addison and Zion as they tore through the battlefield.

"Geheheh... grahaha!" It let out a shrill, ear-piercing screech that echoed across the clearing. The sound cut through the chaos, and the remaining goblins immediately reacted, rallying at their leader’s command.

Moments later, they shifted their focus, abandoning the battered caravan and turning their attacks toward Addison and Zion instead. To them, Mary and her group were already as good as dead; the real threat now stood before them, and they swarmed in, eager to crush it.

The goblins surged toward Addison and Zion like a raging tide, but the two moved with seamless coordination born from instinct and trust.

Addison leaped down from Zion’s back just as he sprang high into the air, his claws flashing in the light as he slashed through the oncoming goblins. Mid-leap, he twisted his body and sank his fangs into another, his movements swift and ruthless.

Meanwhile, Addison hit the ground and rolled, coming to a low crouch. Her right foot planted firmly while her left knee bent, grounding her stance. Without rising, she swung the rope in her hand, the dagger tied at its end slicing through the air in a deadly arc.

The weapon whirled above her head like a lasso before she released it, the blade shooting forward and piercing a goblin clean through the chest.

While Zion tore through the frontline, Addison provided support from behind, her strikes precise and relentless. Every time the goblins tried to flank him, her dagger found its mark.

Zion’s wounds healed almost as fast as they appeared, his regeneration outpacing the goblins’ shallow cuts. Unlike the ogres whose blows could kill a werewolf instantly, these creatures were fast but fragile. Confident and in sync, the two wreaked havoc together, carving through the horde like a storm.

Addison guarded Zion’s back, her eyes sharp and her movements precise. Every goblin that tried to launch a sneak attack behind him met a swift end, her dagger flying true before they could even get close.

Even without a wolf, her senses were honed to a razor’s edge; she could feel the malicious presence of the goblins closing in from every direction and react in an instant.

Thankfully, she and Zion had arrived just in time, Mary and her people had been moments away from collapse. Now, watching the two fight in perfect sync, moving as if they shared a single heartbeat, the exhausted warriors found renewed strength.

Their fear and despair faded, replaced by awe and a surge of hope as they witnessed the unstoppable rhythm of Addison and Zion’s back-to-back assault.

Addison and Zion moved with perfect harmony, as if they shared one mind and could see in all directions at once. When Zion lunged and tore off a goblin’s head, Addison’s dagger was already flying toward another that had tried to stab him in the throat. Their movements flowed together seamlessly which was instinctive, precise, and utterly in sync.

Without even realizing it, their mate bond had deepened to an unprecedented level. Their minds were so closely linked that words were no longer needed; they could sense each other’s intentions, emotions, and thoughts with ease. It was as if their souls were fighting as one.

Addison was completely in the zone, every movement fluid, every sense heightened. She could feel everything around her with uncanny clarity and was acutely aware of Zion’s condition, stepping in to support him whenever needed. Because of their perfect coordination, they managed to wipe out all the goblins before the rest of the warriors even arrived to back them up.

Thud...

When the warriors turned their gaze toward the source of the sound, they then spotted a lone goblin standing motionless at the far end of the clearing. Unlike the others, this one wore a fox skull over its head and a crude necklace made of bones hanging around its neck.

’Nice shot,’ Addison thought to herself, resisting the urge to pat her own back. She didn’t let smugness take over, now wasn’t the time to drop her guard. Because there might still be goblins lurking nearby. Staying alert, she scanned the area as the warriors spread out, checking the perimeter and tending to their injured pack members.

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