Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Chapter 53 Closer to the Edge

Henry’s POV

Something was wrong with Aubrey.

*** Finished

When I returned to her room with the anesthetic, she had already begun stitching herself up. I watched, frozen, as the needle pierced her skin–her brows knitting in pain, but her lips twisting into something disturbingly close to a smile. Pain and pleasure tangled across her face in a way that made my spine go cold.

There was no doubt she was hurting. I could see it in the way her lips pressed tightly together every time the needle sank into her flesh. Each bloody pull of thread made her tremble slightly.

She wasn’t numb–she was just enduring it.

That realization unsettled me more than I cared to admit. This wasn’t the Aubrey I used to know. She used to be stubborn, fragile, proud–but still breakable. Now? Every trace of weakness had vanished. What was left was sharp and unyielding.

And it all started after that night. The night I found her covered in bruises. What exactly had happened to make her change so completely?

If I’d paid more attention… If I’d noticed sooner… would she still have ended

up

like this?

My chest tightened with guilt. A life sentence and mutilation almost felt like too light a punishment for those two animals.

“If it hurts that much, just use the anesthetic.”

I handed her the syringe. I couldn’t stand watching her do this to herself any longer.

Her forehead was damp with sweat, and her eyes shimmered with the haze of pain. When she looked up at me, it knocked the breath from my lungs.

“No need.”

She kept stitching, and I didn’t stop her. I just sat there, silently watching every movement of the needle as it slipped through her torn skin. For a moment, it felt like the pain was mine.

soft whimper escaped her tightly

her arm,

need to bite something, bite

stop torturing yourself like

she looked up, and there it was–an

me, she said softly, “why

thoughts stumbled. My body

I could stop myself, I leaned down toward

12

Closer to

she raised her gloved fingers and gently pressed them against my

smiled–gorgeous and wicked, a little

tonight, Alpha. Did you

I froze.

Fall for her?

and gave a slow, knowing

you don’t love me, then why did

“I…”

frowned hard, at a

could come

she gave one

for me.

life itself–doesn’t want you anymore. It’s a challenge to your pride. You don’t like being

brutal. Too close

just wounded

wanted to break through that armor, see her come undone beneath me. I wanted to

The thought startled me.

I wanted her.

guilt. Not out

I wanted her.

it aloud. All I could manage was a rough, strangled

me do the