Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Chapter 133 The Moment We Fight Back

Aubrey’s POV

Under the cold moonlight, his wolf fangs gleamed with bloodlust.

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Run? On fragile human legs, there was no chance of outrunning a Beta warwolf in full hunt mode. All I had left was my smaller frame and barely enough agility to dodge through the forest I knew so well.

A flash of ferocity lit my eyes–I didn’t run. I charged.

Just as his massive body lunged toward me, I kicked off the rough tree trunk beside me, using the force to leap upward. I aimed straight for his back. If I could climb onto him–just maybe…

But I underestimated him. This gray wolf was no rookie. As one of Ulrich’s elite, battle instinct was etched into his bones. His huge body moved with stunning speed–he jumped clear.

Damn it! My heart sank. Deep inside, I screamed Ella’s name.

No answer.

I had no choice–I ran. Not in a straight line. I zigzagged as fast as I could, trying to throw him off. My golden needle was still lodged in the last werewolf’s body. All I had now was a bone dagger and a pouch of wolfsbane.

it, this was

More than once, I could smell the foul stench of his breath right

push, I leapt again–and barely, just barely,

“Ah!”

I landed, he let out a deafening roar like he’d been scalded with boiling

the thrashing–violent, frenzied, like a machine gone haywire. He bucked and jolted with terrifying power, trying to fling me

of his neck fur with both hands, clinging like a suction cup. I waited… waited… and then sprang forward, onto his head, plunging the dagger deep

“Die!” I shouted.

howled in agony–but that wasn’t enough. I slapped a handful

birds into flight. The pain was maddening. His blood–red eye blinked

it into his other eye, dumping

he was truly out of his

thrashed like a cannonball gone rogue,

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trunks with bone–crunching

off before he could take

on for minutes. Maybe ten. Maybe fifteen. Then, at

and drove the dagger into his throat.