The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna - Chapter 329

Chapter 329: Chapter 329 Fighting The Ogres
Addison’s brows rose in surprise. She hadn’t expected the young woman to grasp the situation so quickly, but with only a few hints, she had already unraveled the crux of the matter, and even understood why Addison insisted she go with the caravan.

“Yes, stay safe. Just focus on holding them off, don’t risk your lives. Stay on the defensive as you retreat. We’ll catch up to you as soon as we can,” Addison instructed with a firm nod of approval.

It was no wonder Alpha Hue had chosen his eldest daughter as the next Alpha of their pack. She possessed sharp instincts, grasped the situation at once, and made decisions that truly mattered. Her potential was undeniable.

“I understand…” Alpha Hue’s daughter said, giving Addison a respectful nod before dashing off to follow the caravan’s trail. Addison’s words had opened her eyes; she now realized the caravan might truly be in danger.

The source of the poison dart was still unknown, which meant the culprit could very well target the fleeing group.

Even if the caravan wasn’t their enemy’s primary objective, it was still the easiest prey. Wiping out the elderly, children, and non-combatants would be far simpler than taking on Addison, Zion, and the veteran warriors of the Golden Hue Pack.

The caravan only had inexperienced teenage warriors, a few guards, and no real protection to cover everyone.

That was why they desperately needed someone to lead them to safety while Addison and the others held the front.

After watching Alpha Hue’s daughter disappear into the distance, Addison’s gaze snapped back to the battlefield. The ogre’s earlier strike had already landed, its sheer force sending a violent gust of wind that nearly knocked everyone off their feet.

Even without a direct hit, the impact alone left them staggering like drunkards.

Now, a second ogre emerged from the forest, its massive form looming over them. Zion and the warriors were already moving to draw the monsters’ attention, buying Addison precious moments to send Alpha Hue’s daughter after the caravan and deliver her instructions.

“Watch out! Don’t let them hit you, or you won’t survive!” Addison barked as she rejoined the fray. She wasn’t as strong as Zion, but she could still make herself useful, whether as a distraction or by striking from an unnoticed angle.

Her voice rang out as she sprinted to a safer position, always moving while the ogres advanced.

Fortunately, their massive size and bulky frames made them slow, giving the warriors precious seconds to dodge each swing. But that didn’t lessen the danger; one hit would be fatal if anyone failed to evade in time.

And now, with multiple ogres on the battlefield, the real challenge was clear. Still, despite their terrifying strength, ogres were little more than simple-minded brutes. That single weakness was enough to keep Addison and Zion steady, their nerves firm even against such overwhelming power.

Zion darted to the side, his claws flashing as he slashed across the ogre’s ankle, forcing the giant to stumble.

“ROAR!!!” The monster bellowed in fury, its rancid breath bursting from its maw in a wave of spit and stench.

Addison raised an arm to shield her face as the force of the roar battered her. The smell hit next, an overpowering, gut-wrenching stench that made her eyes water and her stomach lurch.

With her heightened senses, the foul odor was magnified tenfold, twisting her insides until she nearly gagged from the sheer disgust.

But unlike what Zion expected, the ogre didn’t collapse. His slash hadn’t gone deep enough to sever the tendon; its hide was far too thick and tough for that.

Snarling, Zion prepared to strike again, but a sudden whistle of air cut through his senses. Instinct flared, and he leapt aside just as a massive blow smashed into the spot where he had been standing, the ground trembling under the impact.

Another ogre had emerged from the treeline, and with every new giant that stepped out of the forest, their situation grew more dire.

“This won’t do. If we don’t thin their numbers, we’re finished,” Addison muttered, her eyes narrowing at the three ogres now looming shoulder to shoulder. Even with Zion’s superb fighting skill, he couldn’t take on all three at once.

Their movements, though slow, were well-coordinated, each guarding the other’s blind spots, whether out of instinct, or perhaps it was because they had a bond like siblings.

Whatever the reason, the odds were tilting against them.

Unlike goblins, which typically swarm their prey in groups, ogres were solitary by nature; they almost always hunted and fought alone. If they were attacking together now, there could only be a few explanations: either they were siblings, as Addison had first suspected, or their lair was close by.

But Zion had already scouted the surrounding area before, sweeping a mile around the site they intended to build their temporary settlement, and he had given her the green light, which meant no monster lairs had been found.

That meant only one thing: these ogres weren’t here by coincidence.

Their coordinated assault all but confirmed they were siblings, and worse, that their appearance was no accident. Someone had lured them here. This was an ambush, premeditated and orchestrated by Addison’s enemies.

With that realization, Addison felt a bitter mix of relief and dread. She was relieved that she had sent the caravan ahead under Alpha Hue’s daughter’s protection, but that relief was short-lived.

If the ogres were bait, then the real danger might be lying in wait for the caravan… and Alpha Hue’s daughter could be walking straight into a trap.

Addison’s worry began to shift toward Alpha Hue’s daughter and the caravan’s safety, but right now, all she could do was focus on the fight and end it first so they could provide assistance to the caravan as soon as possible.

Addison glanced down at the dagger in her hand, doubt clouding her expression. If Zion’s claws — sharper than any blade — had barely scratched the ogre, then her weapon would be next to useless. And if her dagger couldn’t pierce its hide, then neither would most other weapons.

But then a thought struck her.

‘Wait… its skin may be tough, but its eyes and mouth can’t be nearly as tough.’ Her gaze sharpened as she studied the hulking creature as she wiped the foul spit from her face that had sprayed out during its roar.

‘But then again, how could I even reach its weak spot when Zion himself was struggling to get close?’ Addison’s eyes swept the battlefield. Zion and the veteran warriors of the Golden Hue Pack were already in their wolf forms, straining against the ogres’ sheer strength, while she remained the only one still in human form.

If they were having such a hard time, what chance did she have?

Just then, Zion lunged forward, seizing another opening against the same ogre he had attacked earlier. He narrowly avoided a horizontal swing of the second ogre’s massive club by leaping high into the air.

But before his paws could touch the ground, the third ogre stepped in, wielding two clubs at once and aiming them right where Zion was about to land. Zion’s heart lurched, realizing too late that he was falling straight into their trap.

‘Fuck!’ Zion cursed, twisting his body midair. He narrowly dodged, landing in a rough roll across the ground. But the force of the ogres’ combined strike hurled him farther than he intended, slamming him hard against a nearby tree.

The impact made everyone’s hearts jump; none of them knew how badly he was hurt, or whether he had taken a direct blow. Dust exploded in a thick cloud where the two clubs struck, blinding the field and adding to their dread.

“Arf!” one of the guards barked anxiously, his gaze darting toward Zion. But in that split second of distraction, a massive club tore through the dust, appearing right in front of him.

“Watch out!” Addison shouted, her voice cutting through the chaos, startling the guard, who had momentarily forgotten the fight in his fear for Zion’s life.

The wolves leapt back, but the ogre’s strike came out of the thick dust so suddenly that they barely avoided it. Even without a direct hit, the force of the wind blasted them off their feet, sending them tumbling across the ground.

The impact alone left many of them dizzy, their vision swimming and unfocused.

“Everyone, focus!” Addison called out as she pushed her way toward Zion to check on him.

Fortunately, being on two feet gave her more flexibility; she could twist, roll, and duck in ways the wolves couldn’t, allowing her to avoid the ogres’ attacks without being flung away like the others.

The trade-off, however, was that she ended up smeared with dust and dried leaves. Still, that very appearance seemed to work in her favor; the ogres barely spared her a glance. To them, the real threat was the wolves in their beast forms—especially Zion.