The Alpha's Regret: Return Of The Betrayed Luna-Chapter 471 Energy Depleted

"You’ve arrived. Come in," Zion said from within the tent.

Only then did the doctor snap back to his senses and step inside. The moment he crossed the threshold, an oppressive aura slammed into him, two Alphas and one Beta, their presence swirling through the confined space. Even the healer couldn’t stop herself from trembling under the pressure.

"S-Sir..." the doctor stammered as he forced himself toward Addison’s side. Each step felt heavier than the last, his knees shaking, threatening to give way. He swallowed hard, keeping his gaze lowered, unable to meet their eyes, uncertain what expressions he might find. Sweat beaded along his forehead and soaked into his back.

Zion, Maxwell, and Levi didn’t notice any of it. Their attention never left Addison’s pale face.

"Please examine our mate thoroughly," Zion said, stepping aside to give the doctor room to tend to Addison.

"Y-Yes..." the doctor replied as he reached her side. His knees finally gave out, buckling beneath him, but Addison’s folding bed was low enough that he could still conduct the examination from where he had fallen. In truth, under the crushing pressure of the Alphas’ presence, standing upright was no longer an option for him.

But the moment he picked up his stethoscope, it was as if his fear vanished, replaced entirely by professional focus. He carefully checked Addison’s heartbeat, weak but steady, then moved on to her pulse, which was just as faint. He examined her eyes and confirmed that she was completely unconscious. Cold sweat dampened her skin, and her hands and feet were chilled to the touch.

He drew a blood sample next, but aside from those findings, nothing else stood out. A basic examination like this couldn’t reveal internal injuries. To determine that, they would need to take her to the Royal Capital, where the newly developed hospital’s magical equipment could be used to run more comprehensive tests.

After finishing the examination, the doctor looked up, and the crushing pressure immediately returned, sending a wave of nervousness through him once more.

"Alpha Zion, Alpha Maxwell, Beta Levi," he began carefully, "Princess Addison’s pulse and heartbeat are weak, and her hands and feet are cold. These are signs of severe energy exhaustion. The condition is similar to what someone on the verge of a stroke might experience, except instead of a rapid heartbeat, hers is dangerously faint. This is due to extreme depletion of her energy."

He swallowed before continuing. "She needs to replenish that energy as soon as possible. If not, she may fall into a coma until her body is able to recover what was spent."

Zion frowned deeply and turned his gaze toward Levi, his eyes silently demanding, ’What really happened?’

Levi said nothing. With others still present, this was not the time to explain.

"I–I can try helping replenish the princess’s energy..." The healer stepped forward, clutching the hand she had earlier placed on Addison’s chest. Only now did she fully understand what she had felt then. While healing Addison, her healing power had been drawn out unnaturally, almost greedily, as if Addison’s body had instinctively latched onto it to compensate for the energy she had exhausted. It had been her body’s survival response, meant to prevent her from slipping into a coma.

"Earlier, when I was healing the princess," the healer continued, "my healing energy was pulled in like a magnet. I believe her body reacted instinctively to any available power, absorbing it and converting it to replenish what she had lost."

She turned to the doctor, searching his face, silently waiting for his confirmation.

"If you put it that way, then yes, it is highly likely," the doctor said after a moment of thought, nodding in agreement.

At this point, trying was far better than doing nothing. Allowing Addison to fall into a coma carries too many risks, like memory impairment, weakened limbs, prolonged recovery, and countless other complications. There was no way to know which of those she might suffer from if it came to that, and if she did, no one could predict how furious the Alpha King would be.

"Then call in more healers to replace her once she exhausts her energy," Levi finally said. His expression was resolute, leaving no doubt that a single healer wouldn’t be enough.

Seeing that look, Zion immediately understood, Levi knew more than he was saying. He gave a brief nod to both the doctor and the healer.

The doctor turned and left to summon additional healers, while the healer took his place beside Addison. The moment the doctor stepped outside the tent, he released a long breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. He quickened his pace, moving as though something were chasing him, blood samples clutched tightly in his hands as he hurried off to find reinforcements.

The doctor swiftly sent the blood sample off for testing and summoned three additional healers, believing that would be sufficient. He then led them back to Addison’s tent. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Inside, the healer he had left behind was already crouched beside Addison, channeling her power to replenish the princess’s depleted energy. Her face had gone frighteningly pale, her brows drawn tight as though she were barely holding on.

The doctor froze in shock. He had been gone for no more than ten minutes, yet the healer was already at her limit.

"Hurry, pull her away and let another healer take over," he ordered.

Two healers rushed forward and tried to separate her from Addison, but the moment they did, it felt as if her palm had been glued to Addison’s chest. They struggled, finding it far harder to pull her free than they had expected.

And when they managed to pull the first healer off of Addison, then the second healer stepped forward.

"Wait," Zion said sharply.

The healer had already crouched beside Addison and was about to place his hand on her chest, mirroring what the first healer had done. He didn’t know the exact location of her injury and had simply assumed it was there, since healers typically placed their palms directly over the injured area to channel their power to make it most effective. He hadn’t thought twice about it.

Zion, however, did.

Seeing a male healer reach for his mate’s chest, Zion stopped him immediately, irritation barely contained in his voice. "Where do you think you’re putting your hands?"

The male healer froze, realization dawning on him, and immediately felt flustered. He hadn’t meant any disrespect; his focus had been solely on healing the princess. The doctor hadn’t had time to explain the details of Addison’s condition, and in the rush, the healers could only observe the first healer and follow her actions.

So he had done the same, forgetting that male werewolves were not only territorial, but deeply possessive and jealous, especially those of higher rank.

"I–I’m sorry, Alpha Zion," the healer said quickly. "I was only trying to help the princess."

Zion, understanding the healer’s intent, took a deep breath and controlled his temper. "There’s no need to place your hand directly on her chest," he explained. "She isn’t injured, she’s suffering from energy depletion. Simply transmitting your energy to her through your hand will have the same effect."

He glanced at the doctor, silently seeking his opinion. The doctor nodded thoughtfully. Since Addison had no actual injuries, there was nothing for the healers to "treat" in the traditional sense. All they needed to do was transmit their energy to replenish what she had lost, and doing so through the hand alone was just as effective.

Seeing the doctor nod in agreement, the male healer didn’t argue. He simply held Addison’s hand, exactly the limit that Maxwell, Zion, and Levi, as her mates, could tolerate.

Since only one hand needed to be held, another healer stepped forward to take her other hand, helping accelerate Addison’s recovery. Meanwhile, the third healer remained close to the first, guiding her gently out of the tent so she could rest and regain her own energy.

When the third healer returned, she froze in shock. The first two healers were already completely exhausted. ’Just how much energy did the princess use to drain three healers, and she still doesn’t look any better?’ she thought, rushing over to help the doctor pull the others away.

But, just like the first healer before her, separating them from Addison was no easy task. It was as if their hands were glued to the princess. The longer they remained in contact, the more their energy continued to flow into her. She could see it in their faces that they looked drained, and they were turning as pale as sheets, their vitality slipping away with every passing second.

"Alpha Zion, what’s going on?" the doctor asked, his brow furrowed with worry and confusion.

He couldn’t understand it. A healer’s energy reserves were vast enough to treat two or three adults consecutively, so three healers should have been more than sufficient to replenish Addison’s depleted energy. Yet even with all three focused on her, it wasn’t enough. Her body acted like a black hole, relentlessly drawing in the healers’ powers without pause.