The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 388

Chapter 388: Chapter 388 Maxwell VS Greg 2

But Greg’s instincts were sharp. He managed to pull out a silver dagger, still coated with wolfsbane, the very same blade he’d used to injure Levi, and slashed it forward to block Maxwell’s sudden strike.

Maxwell reacted quickly, stepping back just in time, but not fast enough to avoid the blade entirely. The dagger grazed his forearm, and the sizzling sound of burning flesh filled the air. Blood seeped from the wound, dark and thick, as the wolfsbane began to seep into his bloodstream.

Maxwell’s brow furrowed slightly; he could already feel his wolf growling in agitation, reacting violently to the toxin. Fortunately, only a small trace had entered his system, enough to sting, but not enough to sever his connection to his wolf. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Still, the irritation was enough to make his wolf bristle with fury, eager to tear Greg apart for daring to touch their Alpha blood.

Greg smirked provocatively at Maxwell as he brought the dagger closer to his body. But Maxwell, clearly annoyed, suddenly pivoted and kicked Greg’s knee. A loud crack echoed between them, and when Greg looked down, he froze; the bone of his knee was jutting out through his flesh.

His face instantly drained of color. This wasn’t what he had expected.

He thought he could drag out the fight, buy time for his men to arrive, just like he had done with Levi’s team. Back then, he’d even managed to toy with them, turning the encounter into one of his twisted games.

He had planned to do the same with Maxwell. But he had forgotten that Maxwell was an Alpha. His tricks didn’t work here. Maxwell’s power far surpassed his in every way.

If anyone should be playing games, it should have been Maxwell. But the Alpha wasn’t in the mood for such things. He was irritated, impatient, and done with Greg’s nonsense. And really, would an Alpha ever let a Beta make a fool of him? Of course not. His pride would never allow him to stoop to such a pitiful level.

"Argh!" Greg muffled his scream as he collapsed to his knees, glaring up at Maxwell towering over him. He wanted to curse at the man, but he knew that doing so would only hasten his death. Instead, he reached out through the mindlink, calling desperately for help.

"Chase, come and get me! There’s an Alpha here, only you can stand toe to toe with him! Hurry!"

Greg’s trembling hand gripped his shattered knee as he tried to set it back into place, hoping his wolf would begin the healing process. But to his horror, his wolf refused to respond; it had withdrawn deep into the recesses of his mind.

"What the hell are you sulking for now?!" he snarled inwardly. "Heal me! Do you want me to die here?!"

"Hmph! A pathetic loser like you, someone who knows nothing about loyalty, should just die! I don’t want a human like you. I’d rather die than help you now!"

Greg’s wolf roared back with such ferocity that it seemed to unleash every ounce of pent-up rage and resentment it had harbored over the years, for what Greg did to Addison, and for betraying his pack.

Wolves were, by nature, creatures of loyalty. They lived and died by the bond they shared with their pack and their Alpha.

"What? Did I ask to be packless, too? Did I ask to betray my Alpha and hurt my Luna?" the wolf sneered. "You think you’re the only one who suffered? Everything you did broke me too."

"You know very well that we wolves live by a covenant, a sacred law we cannot defy. Yet you dragged me into your betrayal. You made me packless. You made me harm the one I was born to protect. Do you have any idea how much agony that caused me?"

Its voice grew darker, heavier with bitterness. "No, of course you don’t. You’ve always thought only of your selfish desires. So why should I care about your life or death now?"

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