Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Chapter 34 The Hidden Blade

Aubrey’s POV

“I’m just trying to perform dry needling. You’re the one overreacting.”

Finished

I tossed aside the hairpin and casually twirled the golden needle between my fingers. “As you can see, it’s

only five inches long. Sharp, sure–but it’s flexible. If your muscles are tense, it won’t even pierce your

skin.”

I glanced at the dagger still pressed to my neck and smiled like it was nothing. “Unless… are you really that scared an Omega like me could take down a big, bad Alpha like you?”

“Of course not.”

Mateo scoffed, but the tight line of his brow and the wariness in his eyes didn’t waver. “But dry needling? You?”

He wasn’t wrong to doubt me. Dry needling wasn’t something you found in back–alley clinics–it was an elite healing art reserved for royal circles and noble packs. Most werewolves just toughed it out or relied on basic healing potions.

Needles–was something only passed down in my family. It demanded talent, and

that I needed to explain that

not to believe me,” I said, shrugging. “Go find another wolf medic. Oh–wait. You’re wanted, aren’t you?

getting worse. The silver in your

his options. Finally, he let out a cold grunt

The

he said through gritted teeth, “I’ll kill you. Then I’ll kill your

“Sure.”

the silver shards from his wounds. Maybe because I was still pissed off, my hands were a bit rough. Mateo didn’t cry out, though. He took it

out, I pinched the needle between my

didn’t care. My focus had already shifted–into the feel of the needle, the steady energy in my palm, the rhythm of breath and

guided a patient’s own internal energy, aligning the flow and stabilizing their vital

But mine was different.

life force–into the patient through the

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essence,” was what allowed us

couldn’t be used to kill. Only to heal. Grandpa always said our technique was a blessing from the Moon

even slow aging and extend life. In my last life, by