Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Chapter 35 Tipping the Scales

Mateo’s POV

The moment the needle pierced my skin, my pupils shrank.

Something about the Omega changed. The bathrobe hung loosely around her, but suddenly it gave off the air of a sacred healer’s robe. Her blue eyes–usually soft–were glowing with an intense, unwavering light. Right now, her entire world seemed to focus on that one needle.

And the moment it went in, I felt it.

A burst of heat surged through my abdomen. The ugly bruising began to dissolve before my eyes–literally disappearing, like ink diluted in water.

It was as if the needle had sparked something in my body–a jolt of pure vitality, jumpstarting a deep, instinctual healing process. It wasn’t just healing. I was regenerating. From the inside out.

Even my wolf, Odera, growled low in my consciousness, shocked. “Impossible. She’s channeling lunar energy through the needle!”

If Odera said that, then it had to be real. This wasn’t some common street medic.

I’d met dry needling practitioners before–hell, even my mother’s migraines could only be relieved by monthly sessions from one of the top–tier needle healers. But none of them, none, could do what this Omega just did heal internal trauma with a single strike.

Her needle didn’t just redirect energy. It restored life.

I suddenly thought… if I could get her to treat Simon….

I didn’t act right away. I waited until she had finished realigning my dislocated ankle–then, quick as a whip, I grabbed her wrist.

“Die… or come with me. Choose.”

Laughed! Her blue eyes shimmered

how you thank the person who just

My fingers clenched tighter.

grateful. You survived by using everything and everyone to your advantage. If I hadn’t been ruthless, my

threaten her again–when

to treat

My blood froze.

Simon.

about him. I kept his condition

one.

Tipping the

Finisher

do you know about Simon?!” I grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall One squeeze, and I could crush her windpipe. But…

smiled faintly, breathing shallowly. “Don’t

Aubrey?

for several seconds before

That Omega from the

stared, stunned. What were the

to be a dingy motel room occupied by the very Omega betrothed to the man I just robbed. What

sense now–how she

looked at her again. I’d seen Henry’s fiancée from afar before–head always

this? This woman in front of me–gorgeous, sharp, powerful–was nothing like that ghost from my memory. Was this

darkened at my words, clearly

it up, but I inherited my grandfather’s legacy. If you want me to save

she pried my hand off and stepped