Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Chapter 2 Reincarnated

Aubrey’s POV

I woke to the sound of thunder in the small house on the Miguel Manor of the Shadowmoon Pack.

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Outside, rain poured down in sheets; the wind whipped the white curtains into the room, making them flutter like restless ghosts. Lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the tangled sheets–and my bare body beneath them.

I could hear two men murmuring outside the door.

My skin burned; my throat felt as though it had been scorched by fire. I instinctively tried to move my fingers–then froze.

Wait! Hadn’t I already died?

No one knew better than I did, once the needles were removed, there was no chance I could survive.

After three years with the Lupine Virus, my body had reached its limit; I had only been kept alive through IV drips. Without life support, my heart would have stopped within minutes.

And after being paralyzed for three years, how was I moving now?

I reached toward my legs; but when I lifted my hand, I noticed a wolf fang ring on my left thumb.

It was the token of the future Luna of the Shadowmoon Pack; the engagement gift from the Miguel family. But I had lost it when I failed to awaken my wolf on my eighteenth birthday!

And now–it was back!

So many shocks were making my head clear fast. The rain, the manor, the drugged state of my body, the voices outside…

Could it be, I had died, and been reincarnated? Had I returned to that nightmarish evening?

sent a chill through me. I wasn’t overjoyed;

were the “gift” Bailey had arranged–two Beta–level werewolf warriors sent to

werewolves; even without awakening

would it taint my bloodline, the fanatical Alpha–worshipping warriors would tear me to shreds without hesitation. I would die a

and a lamp at them to fend them off. But they were Beta warriors; my struggle only amused them. They had overpowered me

everything was happening again–but this

pounded. If I was right, Bailey would soon burst in to “catch

and become the laughingstock

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the moment I got out of bed, I collapsed to the floor; three years of paralysis had

the voices

sound from inside. Could she

voice froze the

There was no time.

my scattered clothes and staggered to the window. The darkness outside was broken only by sheets of rain; a two–story

drugs were

Bailey had been adding wolf–suppressant drugs to my food since I

the window frame, my knuckles turning

the drugs still coursing through my veins, I couldn’t awaken my wolf; I couldn’t shift for a

one would notice the cries of an Omega. And besides, everyone here thought I

door away, the men were moving quickly toward

Damn it, no time!

scrambled up the windowsill; without a second thought, I leapt into the

ground and rolled to absorb the impact; still, the sharp pain of landing made

“Damn it! She jumped!”

bit back the pain, crawling into the