Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Chapter 285 Sparks

Third Person POV

47 Pearis

Henry hadn’t released his pheromones, but the weight in his words–the certainty, the veiled threat–was enough to freeze the air.

Charles’s fists tightened, veins rising on the back of his hands. He could feel it: his Beta bloodline placed him at a disadvantage against an Alpha’s innate dominance. But his wolf howled in defiance, driving him forward.

He fixed his gaze on Henry, voice cutting sharp and deliberate. “Alpha, what Ms. Mary needs right now is peace–a place to rest. Not to be cornered by someone barging in, someone who’s already hurt her. If you really cared for her, you’d leave.”

“Hurt her?” Henry’s eyes chilled, the warning in his tone unmistakable as he turned his gaze on Charles. “That’s between me and her. It isn’t for an outsider to judge. Especially not a Beta…” His words trailed, but the contempt in them was clear: Charles had no place in matters between an Alpha and an Omega.

“Beta so what?” Charles’s voice cracked like a whip, rising with wolfish ferocity. “At least I can see her pain. Ar least I don’t drag her back when she’s falling apart. Can’t you see her resistance? Or has Alpha arrogance blinded you so much that force is the only answer you know?”

The two men clashed without touching, one seated, the other standing, eyes locked in silent battle. The tension between them sparked like flint and steel, the air itself vibrating with it.

Then-

Clink.

in the silence. Small as it was, it cracked through

to her at

head. Her expression was blank, but her eyes were

nothing. But that cold gaze

presence retreated, contained. Charles slowly straightened, releasing his

pressure in the

a

Charles muttered first, his tone/slipping back into gentleness, weighted

together, didn’t speak, but looked away–conceding in

both, picked up her

breakfast ended,

rose. “I’ve got cat

strange it

me. I’m going

up the clothes Charles