The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 550

Chapter 550: Chapter Chapter 550 Siege 17

After running around for another hour, during which Zion and Maxwell had already spread out to different walls to reinforce the defense and help the other warriors and Alphas retreat, recover, and regroup, Addison finally found something unusual.

For the longest time, she had felt as though she was being watched.

That lingering sensation of a pair of eyes following her every move sent a chill through her. Goosebumps rose along her skin, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.

So she stopped searching the camp itself.

Instead, she turned her attention to the trees and tents surrounding it, certain now that the second factor agitating the monsters and wild animals had to be connected to what she was feeling.

By then, Zion and Maxwell were also starting to show signs of fatigue from constantly supporting the front lines, while Archmage Elric was nearly finished with the teleportation portal.

And then she saw it.

Not far away, on the opposite side of the river, hung a large bat upside down from a tree. Its wings were spread wide, but it wasn’t moving. Only its eyes shifted restlessly, scanning the camp as if it were observing everything from a distance.

Addison’s eyes narrowed.

Dark witches.

The thought came to her almost immediately. It would not be strange for them to use unconventional dark spells, even ones that allowed them to control animals as their agents.

And this bat was far too out of place.

It was still daylight. Bats should have been hidden away in caves, not exposed in the open. Worse, its eyes were sensitive to light, which meant it had no reason to be out here at all, not hunting, and certainly not lingering like this.

It was watching them.

And that meant it was there for a reason.

But why hadn’t she noticed it sooner?

Why hadn’t she suspected it?

Addison’s jaw tightened as the answer came to her. She had been too tense, too focused on searching the camp itself. The pressure had narrowed her thoughts, trapping her into looking only where she expected the danger to be. She had failed to look beyond the obvious.

That was why she had missed the bat earlier.

She had never even thought to check the other side of the river.

But now that she had, everything clicked into place.

It fit her theory perfectly, the idea that the enemy was using both scent and frequency to drive the monsters and wild animals into a frenzy and direct them toward the camp. The beast-attracting flowers had served only to agitate them, stirring them into madness, while the bat was being used to guide them, to call them in with that disturbing, unnatural frequency like a siren’s song.

Addison’s expression hardened.

So this was it.

This was what the Dark Witches were doing.

They are so vile, so cunning and twisted.

And now there was no doubt left in her mind. She needed to destroy that bat.

But she couldn’t just charge across the river.

If she approached too openly, the bat would notice her immediately, fly off, and vanish somewhere out of sight, continuing its frequency attack from a safer place. Worse, if it really was being used as a monitoring tool, then the Dark Witches might be seeing everything through its eyes.

That meant she couldn’t afford to be careless.

She would have to be fast.

And silent.

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