Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

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Chapter 78 Bait and Glamour

Third Peran POV

After the scandal that make his family, Jax couldn’t sleep a wink. He felt like he’d never be able to show his face in public agam. In the dead of night, unable to bear it any longer, he shifted into his wolf form and began pacing anxiously in the countyand

Aurelia’s behavior had shaken him. He began to wonder if she’d been lying to him all along. Had Aubrey really done all those things she’d been accused of? And if she hadn’t… then all those punishments—colitary confmement, whippings–had been for nothing?

He wanted to rush to the werewolf academy and ask Aubrey’s classmates what she had really been like. But standing at the school gates, Jax suddenly realized—he didn’t even know which class she was in. Or who her

teacher was.

Bailey, on the other hand? He knew all her teachers, all her classmates. He even invited them over for dinner regularly.

That was when Jax realized just how badly he’d neglected his eldest daughter.

The pain of that realization hit like a blow to the chest. He’d failed her.

He returned home a mess, slumped on the front steps, and sat there until dawn. Then, as if waking from a trance, he bolted into Aubrey’s room and tore out every hidden surveillance device Aurelia had installed.

be sure there were no bugs left, he

removed all the surveillance at home. Come back.

I

He could feel her disappointment in him–feel her

“Aubrey, I…”

cut off before he could finish. Silence fell over the empty house. A deep, unspeakable sorrow

saving face, broke down on the front steps and cried. Not just teared up–sobbed loudly like a child who’d lost his favorite toy. Passersby stared, whispering among themselves, but Jax didn’t care anymore.

Aubrey’s POV

my father, I shoved the whole thing out of my mind. I didn’t need his protection anymore. I was an alpha–level werewolf now. I could

called Alpha Mateo. I’d once promised to help save his brother, and in return,

up for auction. With his help, word quickly reached Caesar that the plot might contain

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bera level wenses were signiftramly weaker than others of the same rank. They d been finting for something to bear their bloodline’s patential lon years. And this mythical treasure I made up? Supporterfly perfect for

trap. I stayed home, going through notes on forming a new wolf medic tearn. I didn’t bother tracking how the Aurelia scandal was unfolding–after all, the Lynn family was still a major prowse. They’d find a way to bury the

regret? I hadn’t flushed out the

the doorbell rang. Thinking it was

was Alpha Henry–his ridiculously handsome face