The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 457

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.

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