The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 420

Chapter 420: Chapter 420 Their Own Thoughts And Difficulties

But as the day dragged on, each of them sank deeper into their own thoughts, weighed down by the harshness of reality. After Addison finally fell asleep, Zion and Maxwell quietly slipped out of the bed and asked one of the guards to summon a mage to Zion’s room.

They then left Addison’s chamber without a word, only then realizing they hadn’t seen Levi at all.

It dawned on them that Levi must have gone straight to his own room. Neither questioned it; after all, he had come terrifyingly close to meeting his creator today. Wanting time alone was the most natural thing in the world.

So the two of them simply focused on what needed to be done, not bothering to compete or outdo one another. They both understood clearly that they needed every bit of help they could get to finish this mission as soon as possible and return to the Royal Palace, giving Addison time to rest and pull herself together after witnessing the deaths of so many.

After all, unlike the two of them, Addison hadn’t grown up constantly surrounded by death. Zion had spent years on the battlefield, witnessing countless comrades fall while fighting the vampires, and Maxwell had been raised in the North, constantly battling demons and monsters contaminated with demonic energy, so for them, losing people was almost a natural part of life.

But Addison was different.

Although she had trained and fought against rogues before, witnessing many gruesome events, this was the first time so many had died close to her. Some had even been chatting and laughing with her just moments before. Hearing their family members’ grief now felt different; it was heavier and more personal.

Zion had returned from the frontlines after three years with fewer warriors than he had left with, most of them lost to the brutal vampires, often with no bodies to bring home. Even so, Addison hadn’t felt this devastated.

Perhaps it was because, deep down, she understood they were fighting a battle, and she hadn’t seen the bodies. Perhaps it was because the Midnight River Pack had never welcomed her as warmly as the Golden Hue Pack, so her heart had remained somewhat detached.

But this was different. Being on the frontline alongside her people, fighting with them shoulder to shoulder, made every loss hit her heart directly. Before, she had been in a management role and was aware of everything, so she could remain detached.

Now, with every comrade falling that was close to her, she felt the weight of it in a way she never had before. She felt drained, defeated, and painfully human.

It was a feeling she couldn’t easily put into words.

Perhaps it was because she was beginning to grasp the weight of the role that awaited her as the future Alpha King of their race, how it would feel when her people died one after another, just like now.

Back when she was still with the Midnight River Pack, she had known herself only as a Luna. Her duty had been clear: to support the pack, support her Alpha, and be the pillar everyone leaned on. That had been her role, and nothing more. The pain of death hadn’t struck as sharply then; it was because it was Zion, as the leader and Alpha of the Pack, who bore that burden.

But now, as a future leader of their entire race, she was beginning to understand the weight Zion had carried and, perhaps, what her father, the Alpha King, must feel every time their people suffered or perished in countless ways.

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