The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Chapter 172 Seafood Venture

He motioned for Addison to begin, then leaned over to serve his mate a portion of food himself. Lance, quick to act, immediately started filling Addison’s plate.

"I remember you loved these—pan-seared scallops with garlic and those buttery lobsters from the eastern coast," he said with a soft smile as he placed generous servings onto her plate.

Addison couldn’t recall those memories clearly, but something about the bright, vivid color of the lobster and the tender, glistening scallops pulled at her instincts. She offered Lance a polite "Thank you" before taking a bite, and immediately, she was hooked. The richness, the flavor, the warmth, it all overwhelmed her senses.

Back in the Midnight River Pack, meals had been humble, bordering on austere. No one had favored her, and the focus was always on rationing to support Alpha Zion and his warriors at the frontlines. In the Sacred Lands, people lived simply, mostly vegetarian, with meat only on rare occasions. Seafood? Almost unheard of.

Now, sitting here, tasting these delicacies for the first time in what felt like forever, she was reminded of just how different this world, her world, truly was.

She had never realized seafood was her favorite, mostly because she never had the chance to explore her own tastes or desires. Life in the Midnight River Pack had kept her constantly buried in responsibilities, leaving no room for personal indulgences. She couldn’t afford to make mistakes, not when every move she made was watched like a hawk, every decision scrutinized.

Despite the pack’s proximity to the East Harbor, where most seafood was sourced, it remained a rare luxury for them. The high demand and low supply kept prices steep. Land monsters weren’t the only threats in this world; sea monsters prowled the waters, often attacking fishing vessels. The number of lives lost at sea wasn’t much different from those lost in the forests when hunters went out to hunt, only to be killed by monsters.

Werewolves, being land-bound creatures, rarely ventured into the ocean, so the seafood trade mostly relied on mermaids. These sea dwellers occasionally engaged in trade, offering refined salt, preserved or fresh seafood, and other unique mermaid goods. However, such exchanges were scarce. Not all mermaids were willing to deal with land dwellers, making the trade unreliable and inconsistent.

As far as Addison knew, there was only one mermaid tribe that had maintained trade relations with humans over the years. However, they were notoriously selective, only appearing to those they acknowledged. If a stranger showed up, someone the tribe didn’t recognize, they would never reveal themselves, no matter the offer.

This tribe had little interest in the affairs of land dwellers, but their willingness to trade stemmed from a desperate need. Rumor had it that their princess was afflicted by a mysterious illness, one so severe that even the rarest medicines from the deepest parts of the sea failed to help her. Desperate for a cure, the mermaids began to venture farther from their territory in search of answers. That’s when they discovered the healing properties of certain land-grown herbs.

Though the herbs couldn’t cure the princess completely, they provided her some relief, enough to sustain hope. And so, the tribe continued to trade, searching for that one miraculous remedy hidden among the roots and leaves of the land.

In truth, Zion had also pinned his hopes on forming a connection with this particular mermaid tribe. His goal wasn’t just trade, it was information. He believed that the mermaids, who often roamed the seas and encountered countless sailors, might have heard rumors or fragments of truth that could help him. Sailors were known to spread stories, some far-fetched, others eerily accurate, and the mermaids, being natural wanderers of the ocean, were in a perfect position to gather such knowledge.

Zion hoped that through them, he might uncover something about the dark witch. Before, he simply wanted to understand why the dark witch faction was so intent on capturing the princess. But now that he knew Addison had been cursed by one of them, his desire for answers had only intensified.

According to those tales, mermaids were breathtakingly beautiful creatures. Their skin was said to be milky white with a subtle pearl-like sheen, giving them an almost ethereal glow. Their eyes, slanted upward in an alluring way, were completely black, deep and mysterious. They had visible gills on their necks and long, elegant nails. Their skin was as tough as chainmail, yet it retained a smooth, flawless appearance. _{fre\e(w)ebn ov.e l\. co.m}

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