Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

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Aubrey had no idea what was happening behind her back. After leaving the lab, she first went looking for Barry to ask about the traveling merchant. But she learned he’d been sent away on a mission by the Alpha.

Perry was also gone, and she didn’t know the other werewolves well. After some thought, she turned to Beta Cam. At first Cam seemed reluctant to help, but when he heard the potion might endanger the Alpha, his wariness sharpened. He immediately arranged for people to investigate.

Aubrey pressed her lips together and didn’t pursue it further. She trusted Cam would handle it cleanly. If there came a point where her intervention was needed, he would find her. Cam wasn’t like Barry or Perry. He didn’t like her much–saw her as a burden to Alpha Henry.

But Aubrey had no interest in correcting his bias.

After parting with Cam, Aubrey drove to Alpha Mateo’s estate.

Harold was dead, the leader of Shadow vanished, and by the next day, Mateo had purged the entire Shadow organization.

No one troubled her anymore. The road was smooth, and she noticed Alpha Mateo’s men stationed along the way, likely to ensure her safety.

At the estate, Mateo was occupied, so Aubrey went directly to treat Leon.

The final check–up showed Leon had recovered completely. Just as she was about to leave, he stopped her.

“Aubrey, may I paint one last portrait of you?”

“Alright.” Aubrey met Leon’s clear, unclouded eyes and answered before her mind caught up with her.

Leon lit up, smiling so brightly his eyes curved

grew drowsy. Then Leon,

caught off

stay with him?” he pressed, glancing at her while sketching.

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two days of avoiding this question. But Leon had dragged it back into the light, and facing him,

just not willing

youthful face took

find someone simpler? To have a simpler love? A

it. Where there are werewolves, there’s interest, and where

it finished

“…Yes!”

“Let me see?”

blocked her with his body. For once, the boyish mischief slipped through his usually solemn

my recovery gift, from you

“Fine.

soon. How’s your studying going?” she asked, knowing Mateo

colored. “I’m not very confident… but my brother said it’s

nodded. “But your body’s

hard.”

“I know.”

I should get going. Will you walk me

reluctant. “So

“What?”