Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Chapter 38

Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Chapter 38 A Dangerous Trade

Aubrey’s POV

Ocean Island lay quiet under the moonlight. Only the soft lapping of waves against the shore broke the silence. I pulled the unfamiliar coat tighter around my shoulders–the one that didn’t belong to Alpha Henry.

“Do you remember her signature choreography, Roses?” I asked slowly.

The northern wolf tribes had declared it a war epic. In my last life, by pure chance, I found out the truth. Mariana had stolen the entire concept.

“The inspiration for Roses came from the ‘Blood Moon Battle‘ between Shadowmoon Pack and the Frost Pack a hundred years ago. It’s composed of three chapters and thirteen segments. Formation, Call to Arms, Commander’s Orders, Battle Lines, Movement, Ambush, Skirmish at Devil’s Tower, Battle of the Rockies, Defeat of Frost Alpha, Suicide of the Fallen, Victory Parade, Generals‘ Boast, and Triumphant Return.”

When Mariana released it, the dance swept through the warrior ranks like wildfire. Even royal family members personally praised her, inviting her to choreograph for the court.

“But the battle details,” I turned to look him in the eye, “there’s no way someone like her–who’s never seen a battlefield–could’ve imagined those scenes.”

“The real choreographer was a she–wolf named Daria. Mariana poisoned her voice and locked her in the shadows–literally.”

I studied Henry’s face. His expression was dark, unreadable.

“This is easy to verify,” I added. “Daria is still by her side. If you really want to know who Mariana Ru is–go investigate. You’ll find your answer.”

“And once you do,” I continued, “I want you to bring Daria to me.”

I had other plans for Daria.


thoughtful for a

bite in my voice, “Can’t bear to? Oh, maybe I’m just lying, right? Your beloved Mariana Ru never stole anything, never poisoned anyone. She’s pure–like fresh snow

cutting me off. “You can drop

are you only using these cards now?

confessing to murder…

me to believe that?”

sharpened like scalpels. “What

Henry’s POV

wasn’t even sure if Mariana really did those things. But somehow, I didn’t want to hear Aubrey talk about her. In the

was it.

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for Aubrey’s answer. But she turned her head


no sorrow. But then a flicker of

On the way

Breath, Ocean Island, I’d noticed the same thing. She sat there in the passenger seat,

alive… but

laughed at myself for the thought. The dead don’t come back.

But carlier, I said

I finished, Aubrey let out a

was a strange laugh–tinged with sorrow, heavy with silence. The kind of sound

I want to be your

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