The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 564

Chapter 564: Chapter 564 The Truth Of Claire’s BackGround

"Father... is Claire Uncle’s illegitimate daughter?" Addison asked through their mindlink, her voice barely holding together as a violent tremor rippled through her body. Her fingers curled into trembling fists, her heartbeat pounding against her ribs while dread coiled in the pit of her stomach. She desperately hoped she was wrong, yet the horrifying possibility refused to leave her mind.

"Yes..." the Alpha King replied simply.

The single word struck Addison like a physical blow.

For a split second, her knees threatened to buckle, but she forced herself to remain rooted in place. The last thing she would do was show weakness in front of Claire. She slowly closed her eyes, her nails biting into her clenched palms as she fought to steady the fury raging inside her chest.

She had been right.

Claire really was her uncle’s illegitimate daughter.

No wonder Claire had escaped punishment for committing a capital offense for impersonating a member of the royal family and laying hands on someone of royal blood. It had never been mercy or coincidence.

It was because Claire herself carried royal blood.

Everything suddenly made sense.

The fact that Claire had been allowed to sit at the main table alongside the royal family. The way her uncle had deliberately taken the seat beside her made his stance unmistakably clear to everyone in the council hall. He wasn’t merely acknowledging Claire; he was openly backing her.

Even bringing Mila now seemed like a calculated move.

By escorting both Mila and Claire into the Royal Council Hall together, her uncle shielded himself from accusations of blatant favoritism. If anyone questioned Claire’s presence, Mila’s attendance provided the perfect excuse. At the same time, Claire could quietly step into the political spotlight under Mila’s shadow, benefiting from her influence, reputation, and network without drawing immediate criticism.

It was a shameless display of favoritism.

The realization made Addison’s blood burn.

She had yet to settle the score with Claire, and now the woman stood on equal footing with her, armed with a royal lineage no one could openly deny. Addison knew Claire far too well. She would never let an opportunity like this slip through her fingers. If Claire had chosen to attend today’s meeting, it wasn’t out of curiosity.

It was ambition.

Cold, calculated ambition.

As Addison looked at Claire across the chamber, she could almost see it burning behind those composed eyes.

Now wasn’t the time to question her father about Claire’s past or how she had become her uncle’s illegitimate daughter.

No matter how badly she wanted answers, they would have to wait.

Addison drew a slow breath and forcefully buried the storm churning inside her, pushing every distracting thought to the back of her mind. This was the Royal Council. One wrong expression, one careless move, and countless eyes would seize upon it.

But despite her efforts, she hadn’t fooled everyone.

Zion, Maxwell, and Levi had caught the fleeting crack in her composure. They had seen the brief, razor-sharp look she shot at Claire before she masked her emotions again. It was enough.

Without exchanging a word, the three men instinctively closed ranks around her, subtly positioning themselves at her side as though forming a living shield. Their silent gesture spoke louder than words — they had her back, no matter what.

"Addie... are you alright?" Levi asked quietly, his voice laced with concern as he gently patted her back, grounding her before the whirlwind of emotions could pull her under.

"Addie, don’t worry," Zion murmured, his voice firm with conviction as he gently intertwined his fingers with hers. "I’m here. I won’t fail you again... Never again."

His grip wasn’t forceful, but it was unwavering, as though he was making a silent oath that this time, no matter what happened, he would stand between her and anyone who tried to hurt her.

Maxwell quietly reached for Addison’s other hand, wrapping it in his own without saying a single word.

He didn’t need to.

His actions spoke louder than any promise he could make.

Unlike Zion and Levi, Maxwell hadn’t witnessed the full nightmare Addison had endured. He had been the one to find and rescue her in the Midnight River Pack, and although he had listened to her recount everything that had happened before he arrived, he knew there was a world of difference between hearing someone’s story and living through it alongside them.

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