The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna-Chapter 100 The Invitation Arrived

After that day, Mila never sparred with Addison again—but Addison didn’t dwell on it. Her days passed in a blur, filled with quiet moments spent with her twins and parents. Before long, her father’s birthday drew near, and the entire Palace buzzed with preparations. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Omegas came and went, decorating the grand banquet hall with meticulous care. Dresses were delivered to her chambers daily—elegant gowns for herself and matching outfits for her twins. Even the Queen was immersed in the preparations, overseeing the layout of the hall and ensuring every detail, especially the food, matched her vision.

During this time, Addison continued attending court meetings alongside her father. As the days went by, the court officials and department heads gradually began to warm up to her. She offered fresh insights—observations others hadn’t considered—often approaching problems from unique perspectives.

Yet, she never dominated the conversation. Addison would contribute just enough to guide the discussion, subtly dropping ideas and letting others carry them forward. Her approach encouraged collaboration and gave everyone the space to participate, creating a more open and thoughtful environment as they all worked toward shared goals.

Because of this, everyone in the court began to see Addison as more approachable—neither arrogant nor self-important despite her evident talent. She didn’t come across as power-hungry and consistently showed appreciation for everyone’s efforts. In contrast to her father, whose presence was intimidating and whose words often carried a commanding tone, Addison presented a softer, more inclusive leadership style.

There was a time when she resembled her father—direct, stern, and unwavering in her demands. But her time with the Midnight River Pack had changed her. She had learned the value of collaboration and now believed that making others feel seen and included in discussions—and offering the right praise at the right moments—could inspire people to work harder and contribute more.

In doing so, she helped shift some of the pressure off the throne. Strategizing was no longer responsibilities solely carried by the Alpha King. By fostering an open court environment, Addison encouraged the officials to share their insights without fear, as long as they remained respectful and observed proper etiquette.

With this change, the Alpha King could simply listen, evaluate the information presented, and make decisions. If he wished to adjust or refine strategies, he could do so without the burden of having to carry the entire weight of leadership alone, the entire decision would be in his hands, he just needed to say the word.

Because of this, the Alpha King felt increasingly at ease with each passing day. The court officials and department leaders, in turn, felt recognized for their true worth. Yet, their respect—and even a touch of fear—for the Alpha King remained intact. In fact, their respect for him only deepened.

And it was all thanks to Addison, who gently guided the court without ever overstepping. The Alpha King had long noticed what his daughter was doing, but he chose to stay silent and let her lead in her own way. After all, this throne would one day be hers. Still, he hadn’t expected her to grow this much. Watching her, he felt a swell of pride and a bittersweet ache in his chest. His daughter had matured—quietly, steadily—while she was away, and now she was thriving on her own.

Because of her presence and leadership, the officials began to openly listen to her suggestions and ideas. Over time, they grew more proactive, more relaxed during court meetings, and more willing to speak up—creating a healthier, more collaborative environment than ever before.

"Alpha Zion, we’ve received an invitation from the Royal Palace for the Alpha King’s birthday celebration. All the Alphas have been invited. Do you wish to attend?" Levi announced as he stepped into the room, holding the formal invitation in his hand.

Although Levi framed it as a question, both he and Zion knew the truth—it wasn’t a simple invitation, but a summons in disguise. In reality, Zion had no choice but to attend.

Zion was seated at his desk, massaging his temples. He had just finished reviewing the latest reports from the border patrols—accounts of rogues loitering near the borders, watching but never engaging. It was a pattern that had grown increasingly frequent and frustrating.

The moment he heard Levi’s words, his irritation deepened.

An invitation? He hadn’t even received a response to the detailed reports he sent. Now, instead of dispatching an investigator or offering support, the Alpha King wanted him to appear in person—likely to deliver the information directly. It was a power play, and Zion knew it. A demand wrapped in velvet.

But the timing couldn’t have been worse. Leaving now meant weakening the pack’s defenses. He would have to take a number of warriors with him, for his own protection and the remaining ones in the territory was to protect the Princess. But taking a few would still leave the territory vulnerable.

The only reason they’d managed to hold off the rogue attacks so far was because he and his newly appointed Beta were personally leading the defense. If he left, it wouldn’t just be an absence—it could trigger chaos. His pack might not survive an all-out assault.

And yet, the King’s invitation was a summons he could not ignore.

Zion’s jaw tightened as he fixed his gaze on Levi, taking a deep breath in a visible effort to rein in his temper. But the moment he opened his mouth to speak, his grip on the armrest shattered the wood, sending splinters to the floor. "Did they say anything else?" he asked, his voice low and hoarse with restrained fury.

Levi shook his head. He knew exactly what his Alpha was thinking, and honestly, he was just as baffled. Why would the Alpha King go so far as to force Alpha Zion to attend right now?

What neither of them fully understood was the situation unfolding in the south, west, and north. Their pack had been isolated, and the information they received from merchants and neutral races they collaborated with was limited. While they had caught wind of some developments, they were unaware that the Royal Palace was currently stretched to its limits.

The palace’s manpower had been spread so thin that only a skeleton crew remained behind to maintain operations. They had to ensure communication lines and intelligence channels remained intact and strategize around rapidly changing circumstances.

To manage the burden, personnel from other departments had already been reassigned to assist wherever possible. The department’s leadership was doing everything they could to avoid recruiting new people during such a sensitive time—they didn’t want to risk letting in spies or infiltrators by opening their doors too wide.

"Are we attending, Alpha Zion?" Levi asked. "The invitation included your core pack members—and even your Luna, if you have one. As far as the outside world knows, you still do. But... Luna Addison is still missing, and there haven’t been any leads." He trailed off for a moment before continuing more quietly, "Still, I think it might be worth going. We could use the opportunity to connect with the other Alphas—maybe even ask for their help in finding her."

Zion let out a heavy sigh, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.

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