The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 343

Chapter 343: Chapter 343 Finding The Caravan And Mary

"It’s a good thing this little stream is here," Zion said with a faint sigh of relief. "We almost lost the main group earlier. The ground before this was as dry as stale bread; not a single track was left behind. We’re lucky we followed right after them; there’s still a faint trace of their scent lingering around."

"If we had stayed back any longer, the wind would’ve carried it away, and finding them again would’ve been nearly impossible."

He patted Addison’s shoulder, silently signaling her to stand so they could continue their search.

After patting Addison’s shoulder, Zion also reached out to help her up before asking gently, "How are you feeling?"

"I’m okay. We can keep going," Addison replied, brushing the dirt from her clothes. Then she looked at him with a hint of concern. "What about you? You took worse injuries than I did. Are you really alright?"

She asked partly out of politeness, but also because she couldn’t help worrying. After everything they had just gone through, continuing the chase right away meant Zion and the other wounded warriors might still be pushing themselves past their limits.

"Are you worried about me?" Zion asked teasingly, his tone light but his gaze deep and magnetic. The mischievous glint in his eyes made Addison’s heart skip a beat, and she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable under his stare.

There was something about the way he looked at her that made her feel... squishy inside, as if her chest had turned soft and unsteady.

Unable to meet his eyes any longer, Addison quickly turned her back to him and walked toward the warriors instead, pretending to check on them just to escape his teasing gaze.

"Let’s move!" Addison ordered, her voice firm as she pretended not to notice Zion’s lingering gaze on her back. It wasn’t the time to dwell on the strange fluttering in her chest or the tingling in the pit of her stomach that made her feel oddly restless.

Unfortunately for her, avoiding Zion wasn’t really an option. They were short on time, and she had no means of transport. Once Zion shifted into his wolf form, she would still have to ride on his back, and that was exactly why she worried about him.

He had only just recovered from his injuries, and carrying her again could put a strain on his body.

Yet, when Zion finished shifting, he simply crouched down in front of her without hesitation, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Addison bit her lip but didn’t waste any time. She climbed onto Zion’s back, settling herself carefully before giving him a small nod. A deep, resonant howl tore through the air as Zion took off, followed by the other warriors who had shifted into their wolf forms.

Together, they sprinted at full speed, following the faint trail that marked the direction the rest of the caravan had taken.

After running for another half hour, Zion and the warriors caught the sharp scent of blood in the air. The metallic tang grew stronger with every step, and soon, the distant clash of battle reached their ears.

Realizing that the fight couldn’t be far, Zion raised his head and let out a powerful howl, a signal to announce their approach. If the group ahead was indeed their caravan, they would recognize his call and know that reinforcements were on the way.

Without slowing down, Zion pushed himself harder. Even with Addison on his back, his strides remained powerful and steady. The urgency of the moment fueled him, and before long, he had outpaced the other warriors, racing ahead toward the sounds of battle that echoed through the trees.

The other warriors tried their best to keep up with Zion, but an Alpha’s speed was something few could match. Before long, Zion had surged ahead, leaving them trailing behind. Addison pressed herself closer to his back to steady her balance, yet she didn’t remain idle.

The metallic scent of blood in the air grew thicker, and her eyes narrowed; the battle ahead was close. Without wasting a second, she reached into her magic bag and pulled out the same dagger still tied to a rope.

This way, even while riding on Zion’s back, she could strike from a distance and deliver a swift sneak attack to support their people the moment they entered the fray.

Before long, Zion caught sight of a clearing ahead, and the stench of blood grew stronger with every stride. He kicked up a cloud of dust as he accelerated, bursting out of the forest in a powerful leap.

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