The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 339

Chapter 339: Chapter 339 Zion’s POV

Zion’s POV

My body still refused to obey me, even as I watched her struggle in this state. Desperation clawed at me. I wanted nothing more than to drag myself to her side, to fight with her, but if I forced myself forward now, I might only end up becoming a burden instead.

Could I really do nothing to help her?

Panic squeezed my chest until I felt desperate, rifling through useless ideas for how to save Addison. Then I saw her, cornered, eyes wild, as if she were about to fight for her life. It was a now-or-never moment.

My brain went numb; my limbs trembled and went cold with fear.

I couldn’t stand there. I had to stop it. I had to save her.

My vision narrowed until everything went red. I lunged before thought could catch up. I was heaving and was still supposedly injured, but I couldn’t register pain; only the terror of watching Addison die flooded my mind.

Hatred and righteous fury surged through me toward that monstrous thing standing over her.

I struck the ogre from behind. I plunged my claws into its back, claws sinking into its muscle as I clung on. I bit down hard, tore a chunk of flesh, and raked with my free hand. It screamed, and the sound felt like music to my terror-turned-anger.

This was what it deserved for driving Addison to that edge.

My anger drowned out everything else. All I could think about was revenge for Addison, to kill that monster. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Kill." The word hammered in my skull like a mantra. I unleashed every ounce of rage on the thing in front of me, but I didn’t want it to die quickly. It had made Addison roll in the gravel; it had to understand pain, the pain she went through.

I wanted it to suffer, to know exactly what it had done. If it had to die, it would do so with the same torment it had made Addison feel.

The damned thing was tougher than I expected, too tough to die quickly.

Good.

It wouldn’t escape pain that easily. Die. Die. Die. The word hammered in my skull as my rage emptied me out. My vision blurred; everything narrowed to the rhythm of the attack.

I felt myself slipping, consciousness fraying at the edges, as I dove deeper into the abyss my fury had opened.

What am I even doing?

Why am I so furious?

My rage is swallowing everything; I’m losing track of why I’m fighting in the first place. This hatred is too loud, too much to hold. Addison has always been my Achilles’ heel, my bottom line.

I’d been holding myself back for so long that letting go felt like an explosion happened inside my head; every suppressed feeling spilled out at once. Still... maybe this isn’t wrong.

Maybe it’s what I have to do. I’m protecting the woman I love.

Then I heard her whisper my name: "Zion..." It was a soft thing, but it cut through the roar. For a second, a cool breeze brushed my mind, a tiny reminder of who I was.

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