The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 546

Chapter 546: Chapter 546 Siege 13

By the time anyone realized the truth, it would be too late.

Her forces would be crippled, their numbers cut down, and the remaining fighters stretched too thin to protect the noncombatants.

And the worst part?

They couldn’t even sustain the dust cloud for long.

No... this wasn’t a solution.

Then there was only one real option.

She had to find whatever was drawing them here and destroy it before the enemy could exploit the chaos any further.

Once the source was gone, the frenzy would break. The monsters and wild animals would no longer have a reason to throw themselves at the camp like mindless puppets.

And after that...

They could be driven back.

With several Alphas unleashing their auras, the pressure alone would be enough to shake the creatures out of their aggression. Once they realized they couldn’t win, that pushing forward only meant certain death, their instincts would take over.

They would choose survival.

They would retreat.

And the tide of battle would finally turn.

Now, after using the second ogre’s strength to bring down the first, Addison held her ground, waiting for the dust to thin just enough for her to make out silhouettes.

There.

The second ogre stood still, dazed.

So the scent really had been driving them... and without it, even a creature like this was left disoriented.

’Good.’ That worked in her favor.

Tightening her grip on her sword, Addison moved and turned into a blur.

In the next instant, she appeared at the ogre’s left side, her blade flashing as it sliced cleanly through the tendon behind its leg.

Before the creature could even react, she pivoted, her footwork swift and precise, and struck the other leg.

The second tendon snapped.

The ogre collapsed to its knees, a strangled sound catching in its throat as pain choked off any roar it might have released.

Even now that it was kneeling in front of her, it still towered over her.

One clean kill wasn’t possible... yet.

So she adapted.

With a flick of her wrist, she hurled her dagger.

It struck, the rope coiling tight around the ogre’s thick neck. The creature sluggishly reached up, trying to tear it free, but its movements were slow, uncoordinated even.

Too slow in fact.

Addison seized the opening.

She yanked the rope, pulling herself upward in one fluid motion, her body rising along the ogre’s massive frame...

... and in a single, decisive stroke, her blade slit across its throat.

It was clean and precise.

The ogre never got the chance to roar. It slumped forward, lifeless, before the dust had even fully settled.

Addison landed lightly and turned back the way she came.

By now, the cloud had thinned, the air clearer.

Through it, she spotted the Alpha, moving frantically, one hand clamped over his nose to keep from inhaling more dust. Even struggling to breathe, he searched relentlessly, his gaze sweeping the battlefield.

He was looking for her.

Afraid something had happened.

When Addison reached him, she gave the Alpha a firm pat on the shoulder.

He froze for a second, clearly stunned to see her completely unscathed.

But he understood.

Her return alone said everything.

She had taken down both ogres.

On her own.

And what struck him even more was how she had done it, without shifting into her wolf form, relying solely on nothing but skill, precision... and her blade.

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