The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna-Chapter 122 Absurd

Addison was born and raised as the heir apparent, groomed from an early age to rule. Her grace, strength, and quiet authority had been ingrained in her bones. Even with amnesia, even if she’d forgotten who she was, her instincts—those sharp, regal instincts—should have remained. They would have shown, even in moments of vulnerability or when she didn’t even try.

And that woman?

That woman riding atop the wolf?

She had none of it.

Even Zion, for all his control and stoicism, had questioned Addison’s identity more than once because of how her upbringing would often peek in when she was supposed to be an Omega, which didn’t make sense. Yet somehow, he always convinced himself she was just a discarded, wolfless Omega—too broken to remember her past. He never asked the questions he should have.

Just because... he didn’t want to dwell on it.

Now that the suspicion had taken root, Lance couldn’t shake it off.

Something was wrong—very wrong—and once his instincts stirred, there was no turning back. Others might be fooled, even the other Alphas. After all, most of them had never seen the royal princess in person. All they knew of her came from vague whispers and exaggerated gossip passed around by servants and officials within the palace.

Lance didn’t blame them for believing the woman they saw was the long-lost princess.

But he had seen Addison. He’d grown up with her, knew her voice, her presence, the fire in her soul. And so had her family. No impostor, no matter how clever, could ever fully deceive the people who had loved and raised her.

So when Lance’s wolf said something was off about the woman’s wolf, that was all the confirmation he needed.

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Breathing heavily, he stood in the middle of the road and watched her silhouette grow smaller as she rode away on the back of the elite warrior’s wolf form. Whether that woman was Addison or not... it didn’t matter now. There was no need to force a confrontation—not yet.

He could see her again. He would see her again.

He still had free access to the Royal Palace. He was Addison’s childhood sweetheart, once cherished by the Alpha King and Queen. It wasn’t a lack of permission that kept him away—it was shame. The shame of not protecting her, of letting her be abducted under his watch.

He had stayed away all these years because of that guilt.

But now... it was time to go back.

But if his suspicions were right—if someone was truly impersonating Addison—then Lance needed to uncover the truth. Who was this woman, and what gave her the audacity to assume the identity of the royal princess? Did she truly believe she could get away with it without facing the consequences? Or... was this deception sanctioned by someone even higher up?

A darker possibility settled in his mind.

’What if the Alpha King himself allowed this charade to unfold?’

The idea wasn’t entirely far-fetched. Lance knew how fragile the kingdom’s current state was. Tensions were rising across the territories—three major regions had recently reported a string of natural disasters, leaving people frightened and uncertain about the future. Only the eastern territory where the dock was remained untouched by the chaos, possibly due to its proximity to the interspecies zone shared with merfolk and other races. That peaceful cooperation might have helped stabilize the area... for now.

So maybe the return of the princess—real or not—was a strategic move. A symbol of hope. A distraction. A way to keep the people united and calm.

But if that was true, then the truth was far more dangerous than he first imagined.

If this woman were truly impersonating the missing princess, then she was either extraordinarily bold or incredibly foolish. To dare set foot in the Royal Capital while wearing the crown of a lie took serious audacity. Lance couldn’t fathom the nerve it must take to carry such a dangerous charade into the lion’s den itself.

But what Lance didn’t know... was that Claire hadn’t planned any of this.

She had no intention of posing as the princess in the royal capital, as she never even intended to set foot here. In truth, she was desperate to run. Terrified. She had no idea that Zion would drag her straight into the capital. Her false identity placed her at the center of political schemes and power plays—ripe for assassination, abduction, or worse.

Ironically, her deception worked in Addison’s favor.

With all eyes on Claire, the real princess remained safe—and so did her pups. Information leaving the palace had been tightly controlled, allowing the illusion to persist. Both allies and enemies alike were now focused on Claire, believing the true heir had returned.

Meanwhile, Addison remained tucked away within the palace walls, deep in conversation with the Alpha King. No one dared to interrupt them. The Alpha King had shut down all connections to his mindlink, ensuring their privacy. Only when their conversation neared its end did the Royal Beta discreetly approach and signal the Alpha King to reopen the minklink.

As soon as the Alpha King reopened his mindlink, his Royal Beta’s questions came crashing in like a tidal wave, overwhelming his senses.

"Slow down—I can’t make sense of anything you’re saying," the Alpha King grumbled mentally, rubbing his temples.

Noticing the change in her father’s expression and the Royal Beta’s anxious posture, Addison took it as her cue to leave. She stood and gave a graceful bow.

"Father, I’ll return to my room to rest for a while. Call for me if you need anything."

She offered a respectful nod to the Royal Beta before quietly retreating down the corridor. Once she was gone and no longer in earshot, the Royal Beta sank into the chair beside the Alpha King with a heavy sigh.

"Your Majesty," he began, lowering his voice, "I’ve just received word—Alpha Zion Greyhound has arrived in the Royal Capital."

The Alpha King barely reacted, his face unreadable. He leaned back in his chair and responded coolly, "So?"

"But... the City and Border Patrol teams reported that Alpha Zion returned to the capital with the missing Princess," the Royal Beta said cautiously. "She has golden hair and eyes..."

The Alpha King froze mid-sip, his cup of coffee hovering just inches from his lips. His expression shifted from mild disinterest to sharp confusion as he tried to process the words.

’Golden hair. Eyes like hers. With Zion?’

He set the cup down with a quiet thud, jaw tightening. As far as he was concerned, Alpha Zion and his Luna were the reason Addison nearly lost her life. Just hearing the man’s name left a bitter taste in his mouth, so to be told that Zion had returned with his daughter was outright absurd.

Sensing the storm brewing in the Alpha King’s expression, the Royal Beta continued carefully. "While you were speaking with the Princess, I tracked Alpha Zion’s movements. According to the reports—and the people of the capital—he’s traveling with a woman who bears a striking resemblance to Princess Addison. But... she’s wearing a veil. And they’re already approaching the palace gates."

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