Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Chapter 90 The Wrong Target

Aubrey’s POV

I took the bowl from Shane, and my alpha–level keen sense of smell immediately picked up on it someone had intentionally increased the dosage of the herbs.

Pathetic. I sneered silently but said nothing. Instead, I brought the bowl to Leon’s lips and fed it to him directly.

The dark liquid was not only bitter enough to make someone grimace, but it also carried the distinct metallic tang unique to werewolf medicine. But Leon didn’t hesitate–he downed it in one go. Though his teeth clenched instinctively from the taste, he didn’t utter a single sound.

Stubborn little wolf cub. I found myself silently impressed as I brushed his damp forehead. Right now, his body must feel like it was being torn apart by a pack of wolves. The energy I injected through the golden needles was actively rebuilding his fragile bones and organs. The pain came from deep inside, but he endured it without a single complaint.

“Sleep. You’ll feel better when you wake up.” I gently stroked his hair and tried to soothe him.

But Leon suddenly grabbed my sleeve, his eyes glowing with intensity.

“If I really get better… can I go to school with you?” he asked with the kind of hopeful longing only a child could have. “I’ve never been to school before…”

to live stirred something deep

I nodded. “You can.”

Just as he was about to speak again, he coughed up

then another. And another. Before collapsing onto

constricted in panic. Some scrambled

however, kept my eyes locked on Shane–catching the brief but unmistakable curl of

pleased with yourself,” I said coldly, my voice

any doubts before, they were gone now–Shane had

he were truly loyal to Mateo, he would’ve never altered the prescription. In fact, any loyal subordinate, seeing that kind of concoction, would’ve stopped me from giving it to Leon.

my last life, when Shane captured me… it hadn’t been Mateo’s doing at all. It had been Shane, following someone

the way Leon spoke of his brother. And I started to wonder–maybe alpha M villain I’d thought he was. Maybe

wasn’t the

Aubrey, you really don’t fear death, do you?” Shane said darkly. “Do

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