Chapter 273 The Gift of Rosemary

Third Person POV

Live experiments were inhuman trials, torturing both the body and spirit of a werewolf.

Even though Aubrey had already endured it once before, the pain and suffering didn’t lessen the second time. Instead, the two rounds of torment overlapped in her mind, sometimes blurring the line between past and present until she no longer knew which reality she was trapped in.

More than once she had fallen into nightmares, nearly losing control, only to be pulled back by Ella’s voice telling her it was all right.

And whenever she turned her head, she would see Alpha Henry asleep on the bed beside her. He was her anchor. Only by seeing him there, by seeing the tenderness in his eyes when he was awake, could she convince herself that she had truly been reborn, that she was no longer trapped in the agony of her last life.

These thoughts she told no one.

But just remembering them was enough to weigh her down with heavy gloom.

She couldn’t help turning toward her anchor–only to find Henry already watching her, his eyes filled with thought. But the moment she met his gaze, he smiled warmly.

Aubrey froze. Had he noticed something? No–impossible. She had hidden it too well. At night, he had never stirred awake. There was no way he knew.

are you looking at

chuckled. “I want to give you a

“What kind of gift?”

“Do


remember how I once promised to

lit

“You really did it?”

feet with a soft laugh. “When have I ever lied to you? The renovations of the old sanatorium are finished. And since the weather’s good today, do you want to see

are we

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small entourage left the Miguel estate and headed

out a

close your

“All right.”

to tie the scarf

later, the car came to a


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