The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 462

Chapter 462: Chapter 462 Addison Getting Closer To The Truth

The operation against the locust swarm was scheduled for tomorrow morning. There was no time to waste. Every time the thought crossed her mind, a cold flutter twisted in her stomach, and an unshakable restlessness settled over her chest.

While Addison reorganized her thoughts, trying to piece them together into something coherent so she wouldn’t sound scattered or unsure, Levi had already finished brewing her coffee. He added three cubes of sugar and a splash of milk, stirring it thoroughly before setting the cup in front of her.

"Drink some coffee first," he said quietly.

Then he turned to Chase. Levi placed another cup on the table, but this time he left the sugar and milk aside. He didn’t know Chase’s preferences, nor did he care to think about them right now. After that, he took a seat opposite Chase, added a single sugar cube to his own cup, stirred it once, and took a slow sip, his gaze never leaving Addison.

Addison took a slow sip of her coffee. The rich aroma washed over her senses, easing her frayed nerves and finally slowing the chaotic rush of her thoughts.

"I had a sudden thought earlier..." she began, her gaze fixed on the surface of the coffee in her cup.

The moment she spoke, both Levi and Chase focused on her, their attention sharpening as they waited for her to continue.

"Earlier, Chase mentioned that something felt wrong about the Locust Swarm. If we consider all the possibilities, there are simply too many to count," she said quietly. "But then I realized, I’ve never seen that species of locust recorded in the library before. That makes me think it isn’t native at all. It could be a mutation... or a variant brought in from another continent, one I’m unfamiliar with."

Her fingers tightened slightly around the cup.

"And if that swarm was deliberately planted in the werewolf territory, which we already know it was," she continued, "then this wasn’t something done on a whim. It would’ve taken years of planning, careful preparation, and execution, right under our noses. We never even caught a hint of the storm brewing, even though our race ended up right at its center."

Addison fell silent, still staring down at her cup, as if she were simply voicing her thoughts aloud rather than seeking an immediate answer.

"But if that were the case," Addison continued, "and they only used a different variety, or a mutated form of locusts to trigger this crisis, then it would actually be... anticlimactic. We’d be able to find a way to deal with them sooner or later."

"And logically, since they spent so much time preparing our downfall, they wouldn’t rely on something that could be easily countered. That can only mean these locusts possess a unique property, something that sets them apart from the rest, and it’s precisely that property that made our enemy choose them as their weapon against us..."

She paused, her brows knitting together.

"So the real problem is knowing what kind of Locust Swarm we are truly dealing with. And more importantly..." Her voice slowed. "The timing. The fact that we learned about the biochemical agent, and that it conveniently ended up in the Tigren Clan’s hands, feels far too deliberate."

Her words trailed off.

Levi’s jaw tightened. "If that’s true, and the biochemical agent truly carries a hidden danger, then once the consequences surface, we, the werewolves, would demand an explanation from the Tigrens. But their pride and arrogance wouldn’t allow them to explain themselves, let alone admit fault."

"But what they didn’t anticipate," Addison added with a snort, "was that Leon forcefully chose me as his mate before their so-called God of War..."

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