Chapter 277 The Call

Third Person POV

In a small apartment, Charles handed Aubrey a bottle of water, his expression conflicted.

“You really don’t want to go back?”

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He had found her by chance, standing blankly by the river. Something about her had seemed off, so he had brought her home.

Aubrey hadn’t objected. Once inside, she had gone straight to sleep–and hadn’t woken for a full day and night. Charles knew Alpha Henry’s men were searching for her, but… for reasons buried deep inside him, he hadn’t taken her back.

After his shower, damp strands of hair clung to his forehead. He was no longer the boy he had been a year ago–his features had sharpened, his presence grown steadier. Experience had tempered him, giving him a quiet maturity that made him someone reliable.

“The alpha is looking for you,” Charles said frankly, bottle in–hand. “To be precise, the entire Shadowmoon Pack is being turned upside down.”

Even his grandfather had instructed him to keep an eye out for her during missions.

and stayed silent. Charles sighed. He slid the breakfast he’d prepared closer

don’t want to

she’d suffered a terrible blow. And if that wound had come from Alpha Henry, then he had

placed a phone, a set of keys, and


today. I’ll be back later. If you get hungry, order food, or go

up with her knees hugged to her chest, Charles

closed, the apartment seemed to hollow out. Aubrey clutched her knees tighter, her long lashes trembling as she lowered her head, resting her face against

Henry. All she had was a gift no one else

in the end, the place that destroyed her, that reduced her to agony, had been his. He had shielded those who tortured her, perhaps even planned to

this was the man

bit down on her own hand. Blood welled and streaked

how long she sat like that before

wed, 17 Sept

Chapter 277 The Call

number from memory.

“Hello?”

carried faint confusion.


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