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When the work was finally done, an odd heaviness lingered in the air. At last, Xavier broke the silence.

“Everyone’s exhausted. Go rest. We regroup at five. That gives you less than four hours.”

No one protested. At such a critical stage of the trials, even twenty–four hours in the lab would have been acceptable. The only reason breaks were scheduled at all was because of Aubrey–an

omega

who was not only the most burdened, but also the most indispensable presence, and who had never missed a single session.

Aubrey gave a small nod, lifting her hand to her forehead. Even that simple motion made her muscles scream as though they were about to snap. The pain was unbearable, but she said nothing. Complaints wouldn’t help.

“See you tomorrow.”

She turned toward the door, then paused to glance back at Alpha Henry.

“Aren’t you leaving?”

Her voice carried bone–deep weariness.


Alpha Henry rose silently, forcing a smile. “Alright. Let’s go back. I’ll have Yolanda cook something for you. You look weak.”

Aubrey nodded and walked ahead.

On the surface, her behavior seemed unchanged, but Alpha Henry felt the distance–deep, unbridgeable.

The Aubrey he knew had always been calm. When there was no danger, she showed no sharp edges. Sometimes she was even languid, almost lazy.

But now, even when she said nothing, she radiated an aura that kept everyone away. The shift unsettled him. What nightmare had she fallen into earlier, to change her so much?

He moved closer, reaching out for her hand. But the moment his fingers brushed her, Aubrey

recoiled as if burned.

His heart plummeted.

“What’s wrong?”

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eyes locked on her with an

corridor, Aubrey realized her

“I…”

fist, then slowly

level is about twice what you’re feeling right now. So when

even saying it cost

washed through him. His taut posture eased

you

of her enduring twice his

Aubrey’s eyes

away, distant and

the Kajit virus


inertia. In a few days, it won’t feel so unbearable. But right now, I’m exhausted. I don’t want to talk.

silent

she was hurting, Henry didn’t dare add to her burden.

room, Aubrey washed up briefly

would not come. Her mind

at her consciousness,

Why didn’t you save me! Why didn’t

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