The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna

Chapter 155: Chapter 155 Zion’s Father’s Plan

He knew he didn’t have much time. If he didn’t move, he would die here. And if there were more vampires nearby, watching, waiting, this would be the perfect time to strike. He was weak, and the girl was unprotected. All it would take was one final blow to finish them both.

And so, he forced another step. Then another.

He had no other choice.

More than anything, he knew he had to get Addison to safety.

Staggering to her side, he looked down at her sleeping face, pale, youthful, and strangely familiar. Her features were slightly different, her hair and eye color not quite what he remembered, but there was no mistaking it. He had seen this girl before, at the palace, and more often among the Border Patrol Team, patrolling the Royal Capital alongside a boy who always looked at her with stars in his eyes.

And now it all clicked.

This girl... she might be the princess.

It couldn’t be a coincidence that he found her here, as she was being smuggled out of the kingdom by vampires. Fortunately, they had received a secret message just in time, an urgent order from the Alpha King to mobilize all werewolves across the kingdom to locate the missing princess.

And now, by sheer chance, or perhaps fate, those vampires had crossed his path.

But if the vampires were bold enough to abduct the princess and attempt to sneak her across the border, then this wasn’t just an isolated act. It meant something larger, something dangerous. They were planning something. Something big.

And this was only the beginning.

He felt it in his gut: Addison couldn’t be returned to the Royal Capital. Not yet.

His instincts screamed that something was wrong. Saving her only to hand her back might place her right back into danger. He had seen the signs. The way she had been smuggled across the border... this wasn’t just a kidnapping. Someone from inside the palace wanted her gone.

And right now, Addison was clearly suffering from amnesia. Whether it was temporary or permanent, he couldn’t tell, but that only made her more vulnerable. Until he understood what was really going on, she needed to be hidden. And there was no safer place than his own territory.

With effort, he lifted her into his arms and carried her carefully. Before heading to the packhouse, he stopped by a nearby mudroom to throw on some clothes, moving slowly, his injuries screaming with every step. As he walked through the forest toward home, his mind churned. So many questions. So many theories. Why had the vampires tried to abduct the princess? One possibility lingered on his mind, dark, persistent, and dangerous enough that he knew he had to act on it. Soon.

By the time he reached the packhouse, where his mate and son were waiting, he didn’t even realize how far past his limits his body had gone. He wasn’t sure if he spoke or remained silent; he couldn’t remember. His body had been moving on sheer will since the moment he took that first step out of the forest.

Then everything went black.

He collapsed with Addison still cradled in his arms.

When he regained consciousness, he was back in his suite, surrounded by doctors and healers, their hands glowing with magic and herbs as they tried to stop the bleeding. His wound was still gaping, and the blood loss was severe, but he was alive.

For now.

He felt the weight in the air, heavy, somber, and deep down, he knew his own body too well. He wasn’t going to survive this.

But instead of panicking or wasting his final hours, he chose to use what little time he had left to do what mattered most: explain everything to his family and prepare for the future of his pack and his son.

Zion had potential. The Alpha knew that. His son was capable, but he would need guidance. A direction. A starting point. Once he had that, Zion could find his own way, even through the storm that would follow.

So, after recounting what had happened, he asked his mate to send Zion back to his room, where Addison was waiting. Then he turned to his mate and asked her to prepare ink and paper.

He didn’t want to spend his final moments in silence, nor waste them in idle talk. He had plans. Letters to write. A legacy to leave behind.

He wrote of his decision to hide Addison within the territory of the Midnight River Pack until the situation at the Royal Palace settled, and until the Alpha King could uncover the traitor within. It was too dangerous to bring her back now. Someone had orchestrated her abduction, and until that threat was neutralized, she was safer here.

He tasked Zion with protecting her.

And what better way to ensure that protection than to give him the right to do so, especially now, when the princess was vulnerable, powerless, and suffering from amnesia. She couldn’t even remember who she was, let alone defend herself.

He couldn’t sense her wolf either, another sign that the vampires had done something terrible to her. That only strengthened his resolve.

She had to remain with them.

It was his duty, as a loyal subject of the crown, to protect the royal bloodline at all costs. And if that meant dying while laying the foundation for her safety and Zion’s future, then so be it.

He wrote countless letters that night, page after page of instructions and guidance for his son, who had only just celebrated his coming of age. Zion was meant to train under him, to slowly learn the responsibilities of leadership and eventually inherit the title of Alpha. But fate had other plans, and everything changed far too soon.

Now, with death approaching, the Alpha had to ensure everything was in place. He poured all his wisdom and foresight into those letters, giving Zion a roadmap for the future. Among the instructions, one desire stood out above the rest: he wanted his son to become the princess’s chosen mate.

It wasn’t just about politics or duty. It was about protection.

With Addison suffering from amnesia and stripped of her strength, she needed someone by her side who could shield her, not just as a guardian, but as someone with the right to be there through it all. And who better than his own son, someone loyal, strong, and kind-hearted?

He left behind one letter for his mate and a dozen for Zion.

But this plan wasn’t made on logic alone; it was also a father’s instinct. He had seen the way Zion looked at the young princess in the palace’s gardens all those years ago. Even back then, when they were still children, there had been something in his son’s eyes, an unexplainable pull, a quiet awe.

At the time, he brushed it off. After all, Zion hadn’t awakened his wolf yet, and no one had ever sensed their mate so young, let alone without the bond of a wolf to confirm it. But still, the Alpha remembered the way Zion had been drawn to her.

Maybe, just maybe, he had recognized his fated mate without even knowing it.