Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

hapter 207 The Trap Springs Shut

Third–Person POV

Tempest Pack.

Ulrich received word: Aubrey was in Sineville.

He frowned. “What about Henry?”

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His beta second–in–command replied, “Alpha, Henry’s not in Sineville. It’s just Aubrey. She brought a team of elite wolf medics–probably trying to research a cure for the Lupine virus. But they…”

“They really think they can crack the Lupine virus? How laughable.” Ulrich cut him off with a cold sneer. “Let her try. I’d love to watch that worthless omega get infected and die a slow, painful death.”

“But, Alpha…” The beta hesitated, his expression growing anxious. “The report also says Aubrey’s team found the old abandoned lab. The one where we stored the last of our assets…”

“The whole place is saturated with the virus,” the beta continued, “but they’re all top–tier wolf medics with state–of–the–art protective gear. If all they’re doing is moving supplies, that equipment is more than enough.”

Ulrich’s scowl deepened.

That’s right–Aubrey was the same prodigy who, in less than two weeks, helped crack the T–Flu virus with just a handful of medics. If anyone could safely extract the hidden fortune from that place, it was her.

that fortune was all he had

trust. Meanwhile, he’d been pouring everything he had into continued Lupine virus research. The witch’s price alone

was running out

under any circumstances, fall into Aubrey’s

our most loyal elite warriors,” Ulrich

Alpha!” the

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and a few medics.

day later, Ulrich

by nature, he didn’t act right away. He spent time observing from a distance, confirming that Aubrey truly had only a small group of medics and beta

he made

Ulrich led his men into the mountain cave, planning to evacuate the hidden treasure

immune to it. So Ulrich’s team wore protective suits and couldn’t shift into wolf form. That meant every crate

Just as Aubrey predicted.

as she received word that Ulrich had entered the cave, she smiled coldly. “Alpha Mateo, your

thirty beta warriors into the cave without a sound.

and the ambush

dropped from bullet wounds. Others fell when their suits tore, exposing them to the dense viral air. Inside that cave, the concentration was lethal. One rip in a protective suit was all it took–even for beta–class wolves. Within minutes, they’d lose contact with their wolf,

stench of blood grew