The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 331

Chapter 331: Chapter 331 Fighting The Ogres 3

The ogres, too focused on Zion to consider her a threat, never even registered her presence, neither did Zion himself, until the moment she struck, gambling everything on a single, daring attack.

And so, she dashed forward. When she was at the perfect distance, she leapt into the air and hurled her dagger straight at the second ogre’s right eye. No one saw it coming as the blade struck straight, embedding itself deep.

In the same motion, Addison swung back on the rope, using the momentum to put distance between them. She gave a sharp tug, yanking the dagger free, then rolled across the ground and darted away again, executing a flawless hit-and-run strike.

Zion was left speechless.

Addison’s single strike had done what all his earlier, stamina-draining attacks could not. While his blows had only chipped away at the ogre with negligible effect, Addison had effectively blinded it in one eye.

That one move changed everything. The ogre’s vision was now limited, leaving blind spots ripe for attack. More importantly, the creature would grow flustered, lashing out wildly, making it easier for Zion and the warriors to bait its attention to one side while others struck from the opening Addison had created.

’Such a genius idea!’ Zion exclaimed inwardly, staring at Addison with renewed reverence and amazement. Once again, his understanding of her was rewritten, and pride bloomed in his chest.

He wanted the whole world to know that this incredible woman was his.

’Fuck! She’s so damn hot. Just seeing that valiant act of hers makes me so damn hard!’ His pulse quickened as his gaze followed Addison’s darting silhouette, slipping away to find cover.

But instead of feeling used, Zion felt invigorated. If Addison was relying on him to be her shield, then so be it. That only meant she trusted him enough to stand strong for her, and nothing could make him feel more alive.

After all, Addison still couldn’t control her wolf. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t tried; actually, she had. She tried to recall the exact sensation from when she first shifted into her black wolf form back in the Tigren territory, but no matter how hard she pushed, her wolf refused to respond.

Maybe her rage hadn’t reached the same breaking point to force the transformation, or perhaps she was wrong all along in believing that anger was what triggered her wolf in the first place.

Since her wolf refused to come out, Addison had no choice but to help in the only ways she could. But that also meant she couldn’t afford to take the same risks as the warriors on the battlefield.

Unlike them, who could rely on their wolves to heal their wounds, she had no such safety net; if she got hurt, she’d have to carry those injuries until the end. Avoiding damage was her only option.

That was why she decided on a hit-and-run strategy. It gave her the element of surprise, let her strike when least expected, and allowed her to redirect the ogres’ attention onto Zion when things became too dangerous.

Among all the warriors, Zion had the highest chance of surviving the monsters’ rage and attacks; his body was stronger, his agility sharper.

If she let the others tank the damage, they’d be crushed in a single blow. Even now, many of those already knocked back were still groaning on the ground, their healing was too slow and nowhere near Shura’s level.

Given all this, Addison’s decision wasn’t just cautious; it was the most precise, rational move she could make.

After grasping Addison’s tactic, Zion gave a firm nod before letting out a taunting howl that echoed across the battlefield. It rang not just as a challenge but as a cry of triumph, his head thrown back proudly toward the sky. The remaining warriors, battered but unbroken, instinctively joined in, their howls weaving together in defiance.

The ogres, enraged at the sight of one of their own injured, answered with guttural growls. The second ogre, still reeling from the dagger that struck its eye, staggered unsteadily, its balance and focus thrown into disarray.

"Rawwwr!!!"

The first ogre bellowed, its rage boiling over as it hurled the massive tree it had been clutching straight at Zion and the others. Zion cut off his howl the instant he spotted the incoming trunk.

’I can do this. Addison is counting on me. They’re just monsters, what kind of man would I be if I can’t even take their aggro?’

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