Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Rebern Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Cha Beneath the Moonlight

Aubrey’s POV

Late at night, lying alone in my rented apartment, I got a call from Jimmy.

Finished

He reported every detail of Aurelia’s plan to me. Ever since he found out I was Alpha Henry’s fiancée, he no longer dared to defy me.

When he finished, I let out a cold laugh. Looks like Bailey hadn’t suffered enough today–she still had the energy to rally people to their house tomorrow. Tch. Not bad for a beta–class werewolf. They really do recover faster. Unlike the me from my past life–back then, every whip coated in wolfsbane left me writhing in agony for three days, my wolf suppressed and my strength crushed.

“How much did they pay you?” I asked, voice like ice.

“Two… two million,” Jimmy answered, hesitant.

“All of it. Transfer it to my account. Now.” I hung up right after. Moments later, a notification popped up: two million received.

“To destroy me, they really went all in,” I muttered with a smirk as I set my phone down. Fine. If they were so eager to put on a show, I’d play along.

“I just want to rip their throats out! Damn it!” Deep within me, my wolf, Ella, growled furiously, claws raking through the spiritual plane, radiating bloodthirsty hunger.

“Patience.” I murmured, though my voice was just as cold. “Tearing them apart would be too easy. I want them alive–conscious. I want them to feel everything slipping away, one piece at a time, until they fall into the abyss they dug for me. And we’re not done yet… we still need to find the one behind them.”

the window. Outside, the moon spilled its pale light like liquid silver, casting a

pupils contracted

commanding, brimming with pressure even through the night and distance…

my apartment building at this hour? Like some silent

I rushed to the window, palms pressed against the cold glass, straining to

the figure was

below was empty. Only the wind whispered through the leaves of

but curl my lips

at the peak of power and dominance? Why would someone like him–someone like that–stand outside a building in the middle of the night, staring up at an Omega

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Beneath the

playing

Henry’s POV

MELDB

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in the bushes like some peeping creep,” my wolf, Callen,

building. “I was just making a patrol around

pressed, the sarcasm practically dripping. “If it’s just a patrol, shouldn’t you be standing proud and tall like the great leader you are? Or… are you afraid she’ll

had no

mark. I didn’t even know

and with no room for misunderstanding. An Alpha, a pack