The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 342

Chapter 342: Chapter 342 Tracking The Caravan

The moment the cool water touched his tongue, he couldn’t stop himself. He drank greedily, gulping as though he’d just crossed a scorching desert, water spilling from the corners of his mouth as he breathed heavily between swallows.

"Slow down..." Addison murmured, rubbing his back in gentle circles to soothe him. "You’ll choke if you keep drinking like that."

"Cough! Cough!" Sure enough, the water went down the wrong way after Zion drank too fast. A bit of it even came out through his nose as he coughed violently.

Addison couldn’t help it; she almost laughed. The sight was a little comical, but she bit her lip to hold it back. She didn’t want to make fun of him, not when he already looked so pitiful and dazed.

Addison gently rubbed his back to help soothe him, and after a moment, Zion’s coughing finally subsided. He looked at her with a faint, grateful smile. "Thank you, Addie."

His voice was low, almost hesitant. He couldn’t bring himself to meet her eyes, afraid of what he might see there. The memory of losing control still haunted him, and the thought of seeing judgment or fear in her gaze felt unbearable.

"It’s okay," Addison said softly, pretending not to notice his unease. "How are you feeling?"

"I’m fine now," Zion replied shortly, forcing himself to sound steady. "I can keep going."

"All right. Everyone’s had some rest and looks ready to move out to find the main group. Let’s go," Addison said as she stood up, brushing the dust off her pants. It didn’t help much; she still looked like a mess.

She hadn’t even changed her clothes, too worried about leaving Zion unattended while he was unconscious to bother finding a secluded spot to change.

She then extended her hand toward him. Zion had only just woken up and was still weak, so helping him to his feet felt like the least she could do.

But for Zion, seeing her outstretched hand made his heart tremble with joy. He almost felt like crying. After all, if Addison was still willing to reach out to him, even after witnessing the monstrous side of him, it meant she didn’t see him the way he feared she would.

To her, what happened earlier didn’t seem to change anything, and that realization felt like redemption in itself.

If he saw himself as broken for losing control and turning into a beast, then she wasn’t any better in her own eyes, either. She couldn’t even summon her wolf. In the end, they were just two broken souls, flawed and scarred in their own ways, neither better nor worse than the other.

Whatever darkness Zion carried within him, it was his burden to face and overcome. And the same went for Addison; no one could tell what she had to do to lift the curse that bound her wolf, or if freedom was even possible at all.

Besides, in Addison’s eyes, even when Zion went feral, he still recognized her and never once tried to harm her. That alone was proof enough that, no matter what state he was in, Zion would never hurt her. To her, that was all the reason she needed to trust him with her safety.

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