The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna

Chapter 150: Chapter 150 Survival Mode

Confusion weighed heavily on her, and for a long while, she couldn’t sort her thoughts, let alone plan her next move. Her body felt weak, too weak. She knew instinctively that any rash movement would backfire. If she tried to escape now, she’d only get caught again, and worse, they might grow more cautious and restrict her even further. So Addison waited. And waited. Silent, still, and patient, biding her time for the right moment to break free.

Then her ears perked up as she caught fragments of a conversation.

”Hey, check if the woman’s waking up. If she is, we’ll need to drug her with more wolfsbane. But if not, we can rest a bit, we’ve still got a long way to go before we’re out of the border.”

Another voice, sharper and more cautious, responded, ”You know we can’t flood her system with too much wolfsbane. She doesn’t have a wolf to purge it from her bloodstream. Relax. The dose we gave her should keep her sedated for a full twelve days. By then, we’ll already be on the other side.”

”You’re too lax, you know that, don’t you?!” one of them snapped, barely holding back his frustration as he threw something to the ground. It clattered against a stone, and based on the sound alone, Addison guessed it was a leg bone from the creature they had just feasted on.

Although vampires survive on blood, they aren’t limited to it. They can also devour fresh meat to replenish energy, especially when traveling under difficult conditions. Meat kept them full far longer than blood, which digested quickly and left them hungry within hours. And in their current situation, they couldn’t afford frequent stops to hunt. Not while carrying an unconscious adult werewolf. So their only option was to gorge themselves on both blood and meat while they still could.

”I’m not being lax, I just wanted us to have a proper meal,” the man said, his tone calm and collected, as if every action he took was backed by sound reasoning, not just a desire to eat his fill. ”We’ve been on the run for days, and we can’t keep flying through the skies. The werewolves could easily spot us with their sharp eyesight.”

”If they manage to predict our destination and set up an ambush to rescue the girl, wouldn’t that be a serious problem?” He paused, then added, ”Besides, by now, the entire werewolf kingdom must know a vampire has trespassed into their domain. They’re surely hunting us. It’s safe to assume they’ve tightened security at the borders, so we need to conserve and replenish as much energy as possible to break through.”

”Well... that actually makes a lot of sense. Should I go hunt more, so we can eat and store as much energy as possible before we continue?” the man who had been angry moments ago asked.

But the other man didn’t respond. No one moved or spoke after that. From the silence, Addison could only assume the other had silently shaken his head. The entire place fell quiet once more.

Even with her eyes closed, Addison could sense the thick darkness around her; it was clearly nighttime. The vampires hadn’t lit a campfire, which didn’t surprise her. They didn’t need it. Their eyesight in the dark was flawless, and their bodies were naturally cold. Fire would only give away their position to the werewolves hunting them or to any monster lurking nearby.

Night was when vampires were at their strongest. That knowledge made Addison hesitate. She couldn’t risk moving now. If they realized she was awake, they’d sedate her again, and from what she’d overheard, another dose might wipe out her only chance of escape. They were already close to the borders of the werewolf kingdom. It was now or never, and she had to wait for the right moment.

’Think, think, Addison, what can I do? What should I do?’ Addison racked her brain for a way out, but nothing came. They had just eaten their fill, and these bastards were still at their peak. Meanwhile, she felt as weak as a newborn calf. She wouldn’t even be able to scratch them, let alone escape.

So, she waited.

When dawn broke, one of them slung her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Pain shot through her body, and she winced, but she bit her lip and made no sound.

Then, the three of them paused. Had they noticed her reaction? Her pulse thudded in her chest, but she forced herself to stay calm. If her heartbeat were any faster, they’d sense it and know she was awake.

Fortunately, her body cooperated. Her breathing remained shallow and faint, probably because of the lingering weakness, and the vampires assumed her reaction was just a reflex from being mishandled.

One of them even chuckled darkly, amused. Maybe they thought she was pathetic, too weak to be a threat. And honestly, Addison couldn’t help but agree. Right now, she did feel useless. Useless and powerless to even save herself.

They continued their journey, making brief stops whenever the vampires sensed werewolves nearby. Each time, they climbed high into the trees to hide, keeping their presence as minimal as possible.

Addison, however, remained still. She could feel the presence of werewolves in the area, but none of them were strong enough to take on these vampires. If she made a scene or tried to run, she’d only be caught again, and the nearby warriors would be slaughtered for nothing.

So, she waited. She endured. She grew skilled at pretending to be unconscious, letting them toss her around like luggage without flinching.

Fortunately, they hadn’t tried anything indecent. They hadn’t touched her in any lewd way, and that alone gave Addison the strength to keep her composure and her patience.

”In two days, the wolfsbane in her system will start wearing off. We’ll need to inject her again. Don’t forget,” said the vampire, walking ahead of the one carrying her.

”Okay, okay, I get it. I’ll remember,” muttered the vampire carrying Addison, clearly irritated from being nagged.

Suddenly, rustling sounds broke through the stillness. Without a word, all three vampires sprang up to a higher branch, melting into the shadows of the tree’s canopy.

Addison caught a strange scent in the air, an herbal concoction being sprayed nearby. Her nose twitched, threatening a sneeze from the powdery particles. She quickly held her breath, suppressing the reflex just in time.

Then came faint murmurs, soft voices scattered through the forest.

Patrols. Werewolf warriors.

Her heart skipped. That meant they were still within werewolf territory. She strained to listen, trying to assess the situation. One... two... three... four voices. Just four warriors are patrolling the area.

’It’s not enough,’ Addison thought grimly. Four werewolves wouldn’t be able to overpower the three vampires, especially not while carrying her unconscious body.

And time was running out.

She’d overheard them earlier, by tomorrow, they planned to inject her with more wolfsbane. That would make escape nearly impossible. Judging by their pace and direction, they were close to crossing the border.

Panic threatened to rise, but Addison forced herself to stay calm. She slowed her breathing even further, conserving her energy. Her body had already slipped into survival mode, functioning at the bare minimum. The wolfsbane’s lingering effects helped mask her consciousness, making her appear truly unconscious—while allowing her mind to remain fully aware.