The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 382

Chapter 382: Chapter 382 Last Leg

In this way, every time Levi’s group saw Greg’s men fall one by one, a fragile spark of hope would flicker in their hearts, only for Greg and his remaining forces to close in on them again. It was a cruel cycle of relief and despair, repeated over and over, until their nerves were frayed to the edge.

That was how Greg managed to corner them countless times, only to let them slip away just enough to prolong the chase.

But, of course, both sides were playing their own mental games. For Greg, it was all for his twisted amusement, a cruel test of how long they could last before breaking. For Levi’s side, it was the opposite.

Every narrow escape, every fleeting victory, was not just survival; it was fuel for hope. They fought to keep that fragile light alive, even as Greg tried to snuff it out again and again.

Of course, while Greg treated all those traps as mere toys, his men didn’t. No matter how cautious they became after the first one fell, they could never completely guard themselves against the next. In the end, the battlefield turned into a scene of mutual destruction, but even so, Levi’s side was still hopelessly outnumbered.

The fact that they had made it this far was already a miracle.

The warriors protecting Levi began to quietly decide among themselves who would be the next to sacrifice their lives for the greater good.

It sounded noble — idealistic, even foolish — but in truth, they had no choice. They had to make themselves believe it. If they could convince themselves that their deaths had meaning, then perhaps, in those final moments, they could find a sliver of comfort... a reason to face the end without despair.

And this was why their Captain, the strongest among them, fell silent, his throat tightening as he fought back tears. He wanted to be the one to face Greg’s men head-on, to buy time for his comrades by taking as many of those rogues down with him as he could.

But he couldn’t. In the end, he was their last line of defense, the shield that stood between Levi and death itself. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

None of them wanted to die. Not a single one. But Greg wasn’t giving them a choice.

"Brothers, don’t fret. We did a great job. Even if I die, I’ll see you in the afterlife. I’ll just go first and brag to everyone about my good deed," one of the warriors joked weakly as he pressed a hand against his side, trying to stop the heavy bleeding from a deep gash clawed open by one of Greg’s rogues.

By now, Greg’s dozen men had been reduced to six, five if you didn’t count Greg himself. On Levi’s side, only three warriors remained standing, which meant it was nearly two enemies for every one of them. Worse, Greg’s men were still in good shape, only winded from the chase, while Levi’s group was running on their last breath.

They all knew it wouldn’t be long before Greg’s people caught up again, and when that happened, one or two of them would have to stay behind to hold them off. So, as they ran, they discussed who would take the next stand, trying to lift the mood with jokes and laughter, though their captain’s trembling voice and silent tears made it nearly impossible. In their hearts, they were already saying their goodbyes.

"Captain... such a grown man, and yet you’re crying so ugly in front of me? Stop it already... Cough—" the warrior tried to joke, but the words broke off as he coughed up a mouthful of clotted blood.

"Conserve your energy and stop talking nonsense. Backup will be here soon," the captain croaked, trying to steady his voice. He bit back his sobs, but his words still came out as a trembling whisper, fragile and full of grief.

"Run... slightly to the east..."

The three warriors were shocked, yet relief flooded their faces upon realizing Levi had regained consciousness. But confusion quickly followed. What did he mean by ’run to the east’? And why would he use up what little strength he had left just to say that?

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