The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 384

Chapter 384: Chapter 384 More Like A Demon

He could only trust that there was a reason Levi had led them here before passing out. Though he didn’t know what Levi’s plan was or why this place mattered, he refused to let any more of his comrades die before his eyes. He wasn’t about to let one of his brothers throw himself into the fire just yet.

"What’s your purpose in attacking our pack?" the captain demanded suddenly. He knew there was little chance Greg or his men would bother to answer, but he asked anyway, if only to buy a few more precious seconds, hoping their reinforcements would arrive in time.

Greg tilted his head to the side, a slow grin spreading across his face as understanding dawned. "So, you think that just because you’re dying, I’d feel sorry for you and answer your question? That I’d hand you the truth since the dead tell no tales?"

He let out a harsh cackle, amused by his own words. Sure, some might indulge the dying with answers out of pity, but Greg wasn’t one of them. He had neither the patience nor the inclination, after all, they were going to die soon anyway.

What use was there in explaining anything? So they could whisper it to the Grim Reaper and gossip about the reason for their deaths?

The thought alone made Greg laugh even harder, until tears began to form at the corners of his eyes.

"You’ve got a sense of humor," Greg said, then his grin snapped away and his eyes went cold.

"Or do you think stalling me with conversation will buy your reinforcements time?" He chuckled, small and cruel, then studied the three survivors guarding Levi as if they were insects.

"Do you honestly think I’d be playing games if I feared your backup coming?"

He leaned forward, voice low and steady. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but there will be no reinforcements. I sent my men to intercept them. By the time anyone shows, I’ll have killed every last one of you... every single pack member."

He broke into a harsh, breathy laugh, a sound that scraped like metal. For a moment, his eyes glinted with something not entirely human; the dark aura around him seemed to thicken. He looked more like a demon than a werewolf.

The captain and his warriors shuddered involuntarily at Greg’s words, a cold dread crawling down their spines. It felt as though their hearts had been shattered into pieces. First, because it seemed all their efforts, their desperate fight to survive, had been reduced to ashes.

And second, because Greg’s revelation made it clear that his people weren’t just after them; they were targeting their non-combatants, the innocent ones left behind. The realization jolted their hearts with fear.

But above all, confusion clouded their sorrow.

Why?

Why would Greg and his men want to slaughter their pack? If Greg bore a grudge against Levi, that was understandable, as it was quite obvious that Greg had a grudge against Levi, but the rest of them? 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

They were a farming pack, devoted to cultivating crops and supplying grain to the kingdom as its largest granary. They never meddled in conflicts, never crossed borders, never offended anyone. They lived far from the interspecies frontlines, deep within a territory long considered safe.

And yet, someone still wanted them destroyed.

Nothing made sense, no matter how hard they thought about it.

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