The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna

Chapter 457: Chapter 457 Chase Being Truthful

Often, it took a day or two before the pain subsided. And every time it happened, Chase would lock himself away, hidden in his room, so no one could witness his wretched state... so no one would suspect that he harbored treacherous thoughts capable of endangering or even killing his master.

Yet now, just from Addison’s touch, the curse had stopped almost instantly. It was nothing short of unbelievable.

”As for why I wanted to kill that man...” Chase’s voice dropped, thick with barely restrained fury; he didn’t even want to call that man his master, as he never really bowed down his head to that person. ”It’s because he slaughtered my entire pack.”

His jaw clenched as memories surged back. ”At the time, I had just recognized my fated mate. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion, the Mate Bond Ceremony. The union of two werewolves destined to become the future Alpha and Luna of our pack.” A bitter laugh escaped him. ”Everyone attended. The entire pack gathered to celebrate.”

His eyes darkened. ”And maybe because of that joy... maybe because everyone felt safe, the warriors guarding the borders let their vigilance slip. Before the ceremony even began, the enemy came.”

”They surged in like a tidal wave,” Chase continued, his voice shaking now. ”No warning. No messenger sent word. No one had time to raise the alarm.”

His hands curled into fists. ”They killed my family right in front of me. And worse...” His breath hitched, hatred burning in his eyes like a black storm. ”They violated my mother. They violated my fated mate.”

A low growl rumbled in his chest. ”My father, after watching the woman he loved suffer like that, lost all strength to fight back. And while he was heartbroken, while he was on his knees, they took advantage of it.”

Chase’s canines elongated as his control began to crack. ”They beheaded him.”

The air around him seemed to tense. ”As for me... maybe because I was young. Just barely of age. They thought sparing a wolf cub would be entertaining. Useful even.” His lips twisted into something feral. ”So they let me live.”

Hatred flooded his body, heart, and soul.

With a sharp metallic snap, the silver cuffs binding his wrists shattered. The restraints meant to suppress his wolf gave way under the sheer force of his rage, unable to hold him back any longer.

Seeing Chase shatter the silver cuffs, Levi fell silent. It was a testament to just how powerful Chase truly was; breaking silver cuffs meant to suppress a wolf was no small feat. Normally, the wolf within Chase should have been pushed deep into the recesses of his mind, its connection severed, and it would be completely controlled.

But Chase had endured unimaginable torture. The one he hated most had even wielded Wolf’s Bane and silver as instruments of torment, trying to crush both his body and spirit. Through that agony, Chase had slowly built a resistance, an immunity.

The silver cuffs no longer burned his skin, no longer held any sway over him. Yet, no one noticed; they had all been distracted by his apparent compliance, assuming his submission was genuine.

If he had truly wanted to, Chase could have escaped the dungeon at any moment. His earlier weakness had been nothing but a calculated act, designed to lower Addison and Levi’s guard. Because he had feared that Addison might not come at all, so he feigned fragility... until now.

He had only intended to see Addison to relay a message. If they chose to keep him locked up, escaping would have been simple; he’d just deliver the message, then vanish. But no one could have predicted he would find his True Mate here.

So everything changed, including his intentions and next action plan.

Seeing how guarded Levi was, and realizing that Addison was no easy person to deceive, he had no choice. He needed to break through the painful memories he had buried and share them with Addison and Levi.

Otherwise, they might assume he had been sent by the enemy to confuse them, while plotting some hidden scheme. And without revealing the truth, he knew he could never earn their full trust.

Especially since Levi clearly disliked him and had always been on guard to protect Addison, Chase knew that unless he shared everything with them, he wouldn’t achieve the outcome he wanted.

He also understood that his story, filled with tragedy and hardship, might sound like a convenient sob story to most, the kind of people often used to deflect suspicion. Smart people, however, rarely fell for such tales, and Chase believed Levi and Addison were exactly that kind of people.

So, while recounting his past, he intentionally revealed details that would trigger the curse, just enough to push him toward losing consciousness from the pain, but never so much that it could kill him.

He had long studied the limits of the curse, knowing precisely what he could and couldn’t endure. Everything happening now was under his control; he wanted them to see it all, to trust him.

Even so, revisiting the memories stirred the old hatred within him, threatening to consume him. He struggled to suppress it as his body convulsed again, though the pain wasn’t as intense as before, perhaps because Addison’s gentle palm still rested on his shoulder, lending him quiet strength and anchoring him, keeping him from falling apart completely.

This time, Chase took a moment to gather his thoughts and push through the lingering pain in his body, while Addison gently rubbed his shoulder, as if her touch alone could chase away the torment he was feeling.

Perhaps it was because of the mate bond, they shared a connection that allowed her to sense the churning emotions within him, and she could tell that everything he was saying was true. These weren’t fabricated lies designed to earn their trust; this was the painful reality of his past.

Hearing his story pained her deeply, but a part of her was also shocked. She had just learned that he already had a fated mate before, and yet, somehow, the Moon Goddess had gifted him another, which was her.

It defied all logic. Finding one’s fated mate was rare enough; having multiple was unheard of. For her to have four fated mates was unprecedented, something no one could explain, especially in the history of werewolves, they who practiced strict monogamy and remained loyal and faithful to their destined partner for life.

Chase mentioning that he had a fated mate before only shocked Addison for a brief moment. Almost immediately, her thoughts shifted to the other details he had shared, and her brows furrowed as she imagined the depth of his suffering. Just thinking about it made her heart ache, but to experience it firsthand... no wonder he had learned to operate in the shadows.

As an Alpha, Chase would never bow to his enemies lightly. Yet, for him to serve that person, swallowing his pride day after day, didn’t mean he had succumbed to manipulation, curses, or torture; it meant he was channeling everything he had into revenge. Even if it meant being humiliated, treated like a dog, and stripped of all dignity, he endured it all for the sake of his purpose.

Such unwavering conviction and relentless drive for vengeance left Addison in awe.