The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna

Chapter 202: Chapter 202 Addison’s Unconscious

Seeing the magical token draw his blood, Leon raised an eyebrow, silently acknowledging just how cautious Addison was being. Perhaps she still doubted his true intentions, questioning why he had so forcefully tethered himself to her.

Maybe she suspected he was working with someone trying to infiltrate her territory. Or worse, she feared that someone, upon discovering their accidental mate bond, might try to use him as a pawn to get to her.

In a way, Leon couldn’t blame her.

He figured the token must be linked to a master token in Addison’s possession, one that allowed her to track his movements and verify his identity at any time. If the token was stolen or misused, it would deactivate instantly. It was, in essence, a surveillance tool, meant to keep him under watch like a potential threat.

And yet... he couldn’t bring himself to resent it.

Despite its purpose, the token felt like a gift, Addison’s first and perhaps only, token of trust toward him. To Leon, it didn’t feel like a mark of suspicion, but something far more personal. It felt like a wife’s protective charm given to her husband. Bittersweet, yes—but sweet nonetheless.

Leon offered her a gentle smile, the kind that could melt even the hardest steel, anything, perhaps, except Addison’s heart.

As she glanced up at him, she saw his usually sharp, commanding features soften into something unexpectedly tender. For a brief moment, her heart did skip a beat.

But Addison wasn’t someone easily swayed by appearances or fleeting emotions. No matter how sincere or beautiful that smile was, it wasn’t enough to make her drop her guard or change her stance.

So instead of responding emotionally, she simply gave a small nod in return as he thanked her, while she looked all calm and composed.

Addison and the others emerged from the camp, and Elric opened another portal leading back to the Royal Grounds. From the edge of their camp, Leon and the rest of the Tigren tribe stood watching silently as the group disappeared into the night through the portal.

The moment they crossed over, a wave of dizziness washed over Addison. Her body went soft, like jelly, and she felt herself about to collapse. Levi, who had been walking closest to her, moved without hesitation. With the crate balanced securely on his right shoulder, he reached out with his left hand and caught her before she could fall.

He had been quietly observing her every movement since they exited the tent. From the moment she shifted into her wolf form earlier, Levi had sensed something was wrong.

Though he had been surprised, awestruck even, to see her shift for the first time, that feeling was quickly overtaken by concern. Something felt off, and that instinct had kept him close, ready to catch her the moment she staggered.

Fortunately, Levi had kept a close eye on her; if he hadn’t, Addison’s head might have hit the sharp corner when she collapsed. His heart pounded in panic as he immediately shoved the crate into the Royal Advisor’s arms without hesitation. The unexpected weight made the Royal Advisor stagger slightly, and though he was about to complain, he caught sight of Addison’s condition and held his tongue.

”Take the Princess to her chambers,” the Royal Advisor ordered instead, his voice tight with concern.

It was only then that the others turned around. They had each been preoccupied with their own thoughts, planning to drop off the crates at the Royal Alchemist’s door and then find Addison afterward. That was what Zion and Maxwell had in mind, while Lance seemed lost in his own world.

None of them had noticed Addison’s weakening state, except Levi. He had worked beside her long enough to recognize when something was off, and that sharp intuition had kicked in the moment she staggered on her feet.

By the time Zion and Maxwell moved to assist, Levi had already scooped Addison into his arms and strode away, his pace brisk and protective, almost as if he were afraid the two might try to take her from him.

Soon, Levi disappeared into the night, leaving Maxwell and Zion growling in frustration behind him. But he didn’t spare them a second glance; his only focus was getting Addison back safely. He headed straight to her palace, moving swiftly through the moonlit paths.

When the palace guards saw him approaching, they immediately went on alert, ready to intercept him. But the moment they recognized Addison lying unconscious in his arms, their expressions shifted. Without hesitation, they stepped aside and bowed respectfully to Levi, allowing him to pass.

Inside the palace, a few startled servants paused at the sight of them, but quickly moved out of the way. It wasn’t long before Addison’s personal attendant appeared. Her eyes widened in alarm at the sight of her mistress, and she quickly led Levi to Addison’s chambers.

As soon as Levi laid Addison gently onto the bed, the attendant rushed to prepare warm water and cloths to wipe her down. Levi, thinking Addison had already completely lost consciousness, sat beside her, his arms still gently cradling her form. He leaned in and softly brushed his fingers through her long, silver-white hair, his expression a rare blend of tenderness and worry.

”I really can’t leave you alone, can I? You always push yourself too hard and end up like this...” Levi whispered, a worried sigh escaping his lips. His chest tightened as he looked at her pale face, brushing a strand of silver hair away from her cheek.

Suddenly, Addison’s eyes snapped open, startling him for a brief moment, but his expression remained composed. Instead, he offered a small, reassuring smile. ”You’re awake. Are you hungry? Or do you want to take a warm bath to help your body relax?” he asked gently, already beginning to rise so he could call for her attendant.

But before he could move, Addison’s hand shot out, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him down, pinning him beneath her with surprising strength.

”Addie?” Levi murmured, concern creeping into his voice. His brows furrowed as he looked into her eyes, bleary and unfocused, yet burning with a strange, ravenous hunger. Something wasn’t right.

”No,” Addison whispered, her voice laced with exhaustion and... something else. A second voice seemed to echo beneath hers, faint but unmistakable, like a distorted echo of her own. ”I want you instead.”

Levi’s brow furrowed. He didn’t know what was happening, but one thing was clear: Addison wasn’t fully conscious, and whatever was taking over wasn’t just exhaustion.

But before Levi could utter a word, Addison leaned down and kissed him, fiercely, hungrily, her lips parting his as her tongue slipped inside, claiming him without hesitation. Levi’s grip on his self-control faltered under the weight of instinct and rising desire.

”Addison... fuck, don’t push me like this,” he groaned, voice rough as he tried to gently push her away. ”I’ll lose control...”

But instead of stopping, Addison rolled her hips against the growing bulge beneath her, making Levi’s breath hitch sharply. ”Shit...” he gasped again, this time his voice shaking.

Right then, the attendant returned with a basin of warm water and fresh clothes folded neatly over her arm. The moment she heard Levi’s strained voice and saw Addison straddling him, her eyes widened in brief shock, but she quickly lowered her gaze with understanding. Without a word, she bowed and quietly pulled the doors shut behind her, retreating to give them privacy.