Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Chapter 150 A Deal with Death

Aubrey’s POV

The seriousness in his eyes caught me off guard.

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I looked away instinctively. “You’re not worried about yourself, and you’re worried about me?”

“What is there left to worry about?” Alpha Henry said plainly. “I’ve already accepted that I’m dying. Is there anything worse than that?”

“You’re too optimistic, Alpha.” I shook my head. “If we never crack the Q–Virus, you’ll just suffer more and more. The complications alone could make you wish you were dead. And when that time comes, you might hate me–for keeping you alive just to suffer.”

I said it to scare him, hoping he’d forget his original question. But he just stared at me quietly, those violet–tinged eyes piercing through my excuses. I faltered.

Then he smiled softly and said, “Nice try. But stop avoiding the question. Tell me the truth. If the damage to you is severe, I’ll end the treatment.”

He paused, then added, “You can also choose not to answer. In that case, I’ll stop everything immediately.”

“You’re insane,” I snapped. “Relax. It’s nothing serious–it just makes me a little more tired than usual.”

I didn’t tell him that every time I used the needle, it drained my energy, damaged my vital essence, and–over time–would shorten my lifespan. If I told him the truth, he’d refuse treatment without hesitation.

Just like that, seven days passed in a blink. Alpha Henry was still alive and doing well. Adelyn could hardly thank me enough, and Sean’s trust in me solidified completely. He even promised that if I cured Alpha Henry, I could have whatever I wanted.

the estate. Once complete, Henry would move in,

Henry’s POV

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Autumn winds swept through,

leaves.

the new Level–4 research lab. My condition had stabilized. The wolf medics all agreed I was no longer in immediate danger. They even developed a daily suppressant to keep the virus under control–preventing it from

stayed by my side the entire time, giving me acupuncture every three days

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without

moment. I couldn’t bring myself to ask her to look away. But under her gaze, my whole body would tense instinctively. Her eyes were cold, but every time they fell on me, they seemed to burn

down, leaving on a long pair of shorts, then

up eighteen gold needles beside her and

the constant pain. Even if temporary, the relief felt so good it

I turned

head and watched her pull out each needle, her slim waist swaying in front of

eyes, suppressing

stolen interactions–they

distant. But

with someone like Aubrey. She was a mystery I could

finishing, she left, Not