The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 340

Chapter 340: Chapter 340 Aftermath Of The Fight

They had all heard the stories, the tales of Zion on the frontlines, the ruthless "Beast Alpha" who could tear through enemies and allies alike once he lost control. Seeing that terrifying reputation come to life before their very eyes left them trembling.

Many feared that their deaths wouldn’t come from the monsters they fought, but from Zion himself, if he failed to distinguish friend from foe.

But that fear shattered in an instant when Addison rushed forward and wrapped her arms around him. To everyone’s astonishment, the raging Alpha who had just been consumed by bloodlust fell still in her embrace, his massive frame going limp as consciousness slipped away.

In that moment, the battlefield’s chaos fell silent, replaced only by the quiet sound of Addison’s trembling breath as she held him close.

Seeing Zion finally collapse, the warriors slowly released the breaths they hadn’t realized they’d been holding. Their knees buckled beneath them, trembling from the aftermath of sheer terror.

None of them even had the strength to cry, only the heavy, hollow relief of realizing they’d somehow survived.

After a moment of stunned silence, they forced themselves to move. Those who could still stand staggered toward their fallen comrades, checking who was still breathing. The first ogre’s rampage had thrown many of them across the battlefield; while none were dead, "unharmed" was far from the truth.

Their bodies were battered, bones fractured, and wounds too deep for their wolves’ natural healing to handle. In the end, they needed healing potions just to keep death at bay.

The warriors carried the severely injured to the sidelines, while those who had managed to heal themselves were propped against nearby trees, given water, and left to rest. Even self-healing had drained their energy, leaving them pale and trembling from exhaustion.

A few others moved around, gathering food and helping feed their weakened comrades to restore their strength faster.

Addison didn’t need to worry; the warriors were taking care of each other with quiet efficiency. Instead, she focused on tending to the most critical ones, pulling out several vials of healing potion she’d received from the Royal Alchemist.

Malveric had been generous enough to supply her with a large stock for emergencies, and now, those potions were proving to be a blessing.

After distributing the highest-grade healing potions to the warriors still able to move, they immediately prioritized giving them to the severely injured. Those men looked as though they were only a breath away from death; their wolves had already exhausted themselves trying to heal their human counterparts.

Even if they had survived the initial impact, it was clear that without help, they could still succumb to their wounds and the strain on their bodies.

Now that Addison had seen to the rest of the warriors, her attention returned to the unconscious man in her arms. Zion’s chest rose and fell shallowly, so faint that fear gripped her heart.

Was he in a life-and-death state?

She leaned closer, pressing her ear against his chest, desperate to catch any sign of life. To her relief, beneath his uneven breaths, his heartbeat thundered strong and steady. Addison finally exhaled, the tension easing from her shoulders as her heart, once clenched with dread, began to calm.

Zion wasn’t dying; he was merely unconscious, his mind likely drained after the fierce battle between himself and whatever darkness he had been fighting within.

’Addison! What the hell?!’ she scolded herself internally. ’How can you even think of something like that right now?’

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