The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna-Chapter 110 Aurora

At the Royal Palace, Addison returned to the inner palace alongside her father after another court meeting. As they walked together through the marble halls, she glanced up at him and said softly, "Father, may I join the border patrol again? I heard I used to patrol with the Royal Warriors, and it might help me recover some of my lost memories. It would also be good training to strengthen my body."

She tilted her head slightly and looked up at him with wide, pleading eyes—mimicking the expression her sons used when they wanted something. It always worked on her. Now, even though she was no longer a little girl, she hoped her father still had a soft spot for her.

"Are you sure you can handle the patrol duty?" the Alpha King asked, eyeing Addison with visible hesitation.

Addison didn’t have much to do these days aside from attending court meetings. Most of her time was spent inside the inner palace with her children. But idleness had never suited her, especially now, seeing her mother and Mila busy with preparations for the upcoming banquet. Her twins were also occupied with their basic etiquette lessons, leaving her feeling restless and alone.

Volunteering for patrol duty felt like the best option—both as a way to stay active and to help jog her memory.

She still didn’t fully understand how she had lost her memories. As far as she could recall, when she regained consciousness, she was already in the Midnight River Pack. The former Alpha had just passed away. It wasn’t until their journey to the Sacred Lands that Archmage Elric revealed the truth: her memory loss was caused by a powerful curse.

She wanted to uncover exactly what had happened during the days she was abducted. From what her father and the others told her after her return, she had been preparing to attend her coming-of-age ceremony—the very day she was meant to be formally introduced to the public as the heir apparent to the throne and the future Alpha King.

But before she could make it to the lively banquet hall, Addison suddenly lost contact with her family and the rest of the pack. What puzzled everyone was that they never felt the bond between her and the pack severed. That could only mean one thing—either she consciously, subconsciously, or through external interference, had her link to the pack and the Alpha King blocked. Because of this, no one realized she had been kidnapped right away.

By the time her family learned she was missing, she had already fallen unconscious. Not even her father or mother knew how she had ended up in the enemy’s hands.

Putting all the clues together—and considering that she was known to be a strong werewolf—it didn’t make sense that she hadn’t fought back against the vampires who kidnapped her. The only logical explanation was that someone on the inside had helped them.

What was even more terrifying—and something her family hesitated to consider—was the possibility that the traitor was someone Addison knew very well. Perhaps she had let her guard down, trusting a familiar face, only to fall into a trap. It was also possible that she had already been cursed before the kidnapping. Maybe the curse had sealed away her werewolf abilities and wiped her memory, leaving her unconscious and vulnerable—an opportunity the vampires exploited.

But then, how did the curse happen or get placed on her? What triggered it? What were the conditions? Addison didn’t know. That’s why she was determined to jog her memory—to recall what happened on that day. If she could remember even a single detail, she might uncover who had betrayed her and how the vampires managed to succeed.

Because right now, anyone could be a suspect, and the only person who truly knew the truth back then was her past self.

More than anything, this was connected to her sealed wolf.

Addison had learned from Elric that she wasn’t born wolfless, as many once assumed. In truth, she had been born with a rare, majestic white wolf—Aurora—the very symbol of the Moon Goddess herself. Aurora was massive, powerful, and unmatched in speed and agility. A true all-rounder, she had been described as a perfect killing machine during her very first hunt.

Most werewolves didn’t meet their wolves until their coming-of-age ceremony, but Addison had always been different, extraordinary from the moment she was born. Many believed she was a child blessed directly by the Moon Goddess. Because of that, those who truly knew her had high expectations: they believed Addison was destined to achieve far more than even her father, the Alpha King, ever could.

She was the pride of her parents, the treasure of the werewolf race.

And that was also why her father had chosen to protect her identity and keep her hidden from the public eye. It wasn’t just to preserve her innocence—it was to shield her from the dangerous forces beyond their borders. Forces that were far more terrifying than rogue werewolves. They knew that until Addison was strong enough to defend herself, she would remain a target—and a valuable one at that.

But who would have thought that even with all the precautions her family had taken, the vampires had already been plotting in the shadows long ago and were bold enough to directly target the future Alpha King of their kingdom? No one had seen it coming.

That’s why Addison was so determined to recover her memories. It wasn’t just about reliving the day she was abducted—it was about uncovering how the curse was placed on her in the first place. She needed to understand the nature of the curse so potent that even the Saintess of the Sacred Land couldn’t completely break it. That could only mean one thing: the curse has taken root deep enough in her body. Worse, it might be entwined with her life force itself—or even her wolf.

And above all, Addison wanted to meet her wolf again.

If her instincts were right, the voice that urged her to let go of Zion, her chosen mate, back in the forest of the Midnight River Pack, wasn’t just intuition. It was Aurora. Her wolf. Even when her wolf was sealed deep within, Aurora had stirred, trying to protect her. And Addison was sure of it.

"Aurora, can you hear me? Please... wait for me." Addison reached out to her wolf once more.

The only time she had ever heard Aurora’s voice was when she was on the brink of death, lying in the forest of the Midnight River Pack that night. At the time, she believed it was just her mind playing tricks on her—a desperate hallucination, or perhaps her alter ego pushing her to keep fighting. After all, she had no memories of her past and truly thought she was born wolfless.

She believed she had been rejected or abandoned by her pack because of it. In a time of war, when food was scarce and every able-bodied werewolf was needed, a wolfless child was seen as a burden. It made sense to her then. And when she was taken by the vampires, she assumed they had found her abandoned and wanted to turn her into one of their living blood banks—as they often did to the weak and helpless they often abducted.

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