The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 404

Chapter 404: Chapter 404 Chase’s Past

And the more he ignored her, the more she craved him. She wanted all of him, his body, his strength, his attention, his affection. She wanted him to fuck her as hard as he could, as if his life depended on it, until she felt claimed, until she felt like she mattered to him.

But no matter how many signs she dropped, no matter how boldly she tried to entice him, Chase never reacted. He remained cold, unreadable, a block of stone that refused to warm under her touch.

So now, she had no choice but to push further, to bare herself completely if that’s what it took to finally break through that wall of ice he kept between them.

But more than that, Sheena knew Chase was still a virgin. Back then, when he finally found his fated mate, someone from his former pack, they had yet to mark or mate with each other.

Everything was being prepared for their marking ceremony, a grand celebration where he would officially give her the title of Luna once he inherited his father’s position as Alpha. They planned to consummate their bond the night after the ceremony.

But fate had other plans.

On the very day they had waited for, before they could even step forward in front of their pack, their home was ambushed. What was supposed to be the happiest moment of their lives turned into a massacre. Their pack was caught off-guard by an unknown force, rogues with frighteningly strong bloodlines.

Chase’s father fought desperately against dozens of powerful enemies. His mother died shielding Chase’s future Luna. And Chase... he could only fight beside his father, unable to reach the two people he loved most. He watched helplessly as his mother and mate were humiliated and slaughtered right before his eyes, unable to take even a single step closer.

That moment shattered something inside him, a wound that never healed.

After losing his mate, Chase’s father went completely feral. The shock of their mate bond snapping, the pain of feeling his Luna die, shattered him. His strength, once immense, faltered under the weight of grief, and in that moment of weakness, the attackers seized their chance.

A single merciless strike ended his life; his head rolled to the ground before Chase’s horrified eyes.

Chase’s roar tore through the battlefield, raw and heart-splitting, but even his fury wasn’t enough. Just as the enemy moved to finish him, too, his future master appeared and ordered them to stop. Instead of granting Chase a warrior’s death, they clamped a collar on him, as if he were a dog to be broken.

But Chase refused to submit.

He fought until his bones cracked, until his limbs bent at unnatural angles, until the ground beneath him was covered with blood. He didn’t care about the pain; he only wanted to kill them all.

His rage carved through the attackers, leaving corpses in his path. And yet, instead of angering the man who would become his master, Chase’s ferocity only delighted him.

The more Chase resisted, the more this man hungered to possess him. The more Chase fought back, the more determined the man became to shatter him completely and reshape him into a weapon that belonged only to him.

But Chase was a tough nut to crack. Even when he was captured after tiring him in the three days and three nights of unrelentless battle, Chase never begged or dropped to his knees; his master even starved him for days, leaving his broken limbs and torn flesh unattended.

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