The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna

Chapter 386: Chapter 386 Maxwell Is Coming

Their faces paled at the sight, but there was no time to hesitate. They sprinted toward the packhouse as fast as their battered bodies could manage, doing their best to stay out of the rogues’ line of sight.

They already knew that the noncombatants had likely been evacuated there, the safest place, guarded by the elite warriors. And if Alpha Maxwell truly was nearby, they could leave the extermination of these rogues to him. Their only mission now was to get Levi to safety, alive, and into the hands of the medical team before it was too late.

The medical team was most likely stationed at the packhouse, which was why they were heading there. As they ran, the air was filled with the chilling echoes of the rogues’ deranged laughter, mixed with feral howls and guttural growls.

The sounds alone made their skin crawl; it was as if the cries came straight from the depths of hell itself.

”Don’t stop. Run, and don’t look back,” the captain ordered, his voice sharp and unwavering despite the exhaustion weighing on him. They couldn’t afford to fight now, not in their condition.

All three were battered, bleeding, and barely holding on. Levi wasn’t the only one who needed medical attention; they all did. Returning to help would be suicide. At this point, they’d only get in the way.

”Roger...” the two warriors replied in unison, gritting their teeth as they sprinted forward. Blood still seeped through their side wounds, which had torn open when they tackled the rogues earlier, and every step sent a sharp jolt of pain through their bodies.

But before they could reach the packhouse, the three suddenly felt something shift; their shadows seemed to flicker and grow darker, as if a monstrous presence loomed behind them. Then, a crimson glow burst to life. Instinctively, they turned around, and their eyes widened in horror.

The houses at the edge of the community were engulfed in flames. The fire raged so high it looked as if it were trying to claw its way into the heavens.

”Fuck!!! Those bastards!!!” one of the warriors roared, his voice trembling with rage. His wolf was close to surfacing, his golden eyes glowed fiercely before turning a burning shade of red, on the verge of tears born not of fear, but fury and helplessness.

The captain said nothing. His jaw clenched so tight that the veins in his neck stood out, his blood boiling at the sight before him. ’At least they’d managed to evacuate the non-combatants to the packhouse,’ he thought grimly. ’If they hadn’t, those people would’ve been burned alive.’

”Move!” he barked through gritted teeth, forcing his gaze away from the inferno. Without another glance back, he sprinted forward.

The two warriors hesitated for just a heartbeat, eyes lingering on the blazing homes, their hearts heavy with rage and sorrow, before they, too, turned and followed their captain. They knew they couldn’t afford to stay. The rogues would be upon them any moment now.

「On Maxwell’s side...」

After cutting his way through the corpses of the rogues that had tried to stop him, Maxwell finally broke through, but the delay had already cost him precious time. The longer he thought about it, the more his anger simmered. Every wasted second gnawed at him, feeding the dread that something might have already happened to Levi.

The only thing keeping him from losing control was the fact that he still ’didn’t feel anything.’ Deep down, he suspected that he, Zion, and Levi shared a strange bond, something beyond a simple connection as Addison’s fated mates.

Whenever one of them entered a rut, the other two would also be triggered, as if they were tied together by an invisible thread.

If that was true, then it stood to reason that their connection extended beyond going into rut together, that if one of them were to die, the others would feel it too. He wasn’t certain, but right now, that fragile thought was all he had to cling to.

”Keep up with me!” Maxwell growled over his shoulder at the warriors trailing behind him. Without wasting another second, he leaped into the air, his body shifting mid-motion as his bones cracked and fur burst forth. Landing on all fours, his massive wolf form hit the ground running, claws tearing into the earth as he sprinted toward Levi’s side of the border.

But before he could pick up speed, one of the warriors’ eyes suddenly flared gold, his expression shifting as he received a message through the mindlink. ”Alpha Maxwell, wait—!” he called out, raising a hand just as Maxwell skidded to a stop, his paws gouging deep marks into the soil as his massive body came to a halt.

Maxwell tilted his head, noticing the warrior’s distant gaze and the faint glow in his eyes, clear signs that he was communicating through the mindlink. Thinking it might be an update from Levi’s side, Maxwell shifted back into his human form in one fluid motion and strode toward him.

”What is it? Did something happen on Levi’s side?” he asked, his tone sharp with concern.

”Yes, Alpha,” the warrior replied, though he didn’t speak further right away. He waited, wanting to receive the full report through the mindlink before relaying it to Maxwell. But the longer he listened, the darker his expression grew. He didn’t even notice that he’d bitten his lip raw, a thin line of blood trickling down his chin.

Seeing his expression, Maxwell’s face hardened as well. He didn’t need to hear the words to know the news was bad.

When the warrior finally received the full report, his voice came out hoarse, strained as he fought to keep his composure while relaying it to Maxwell.

”Alpha Maxwell... I’ve just received word from the warriors on Beta Levi’s side. They were ambushed by another wave of intruders, similar to the earlier report, but worse. There are only three surviving warriors left, all severely injured.”

”They fought hard and managed to take down as many rogues as they could, but Beta Levi was bleeding heavily... they fear he won’t last if it continues. Because of that, they couldn’t stay and finish off the remaining rogues.”

”They escaped through the eastern border using another set of traps Beta Levi had prepared in advance. They’re requesting reinforcements to finish the cleanup since no one is left to hold the line...”

His voice cracked at the end, and he choked back a sob, lowering his head as tears welled in his eyes. So many of their brothers had fallen without them knowing. They all understood the risk of battle, but to lose that many at once was unbearable. But only their Alpha could truly feel the weight of that loss.

Maxwell’s brows knitted tightly before he barked his command. ”Let’s move! We’ll intercept them!”

Without another word, he shifted back into his wolf form and bolted forward, but this time, he veered slightly off course. His instincts told him that if the surviving warriors guarding Levi had already retreated and no one was left to hold the line, then the rogues wouldn’t just linger outside the border.

Their silent infiltration made their intent clear, they were aiming to penetrate deep into the territory. Maxwell had to cut them off before they got any closer.