Chapter 3 Who Took Advantage of You?


    Aubrey’s POV


    In the pouring rain, the Miguel family’s manor loomed across approximately 1.2 acres.


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    Through the tall, glowing windows, well–dressed gentlemen anddies clinked sses and chatted; smiles lit every face.


    And 1–fiancée of the current Alpha of the Shadowmoon Pack, the only werewolf to inherit the powerful ancient bloodline from my mother, was crawling through the mud in the shadows.


    How ironic.


    In myst life, I hadn’t understood why a good girl like me–who strictly obeyed the wolf n’s code- couldn’t awaken her wolf, while a wicked woman like Bailey–who treated the Lunar Oath like toilet paper- had easily awakened her wolf at eighteen.


    “Did the Moon Goddess make a mistake?”


    I had once asked that in a dream. My grandfather, in that same dream, had scolded me harshly and said the Goddess had her own ns.


    He had been right. Now, the Moon Goddess had granted me a miracle–another chance at life!


    This time, I would not foolishly eat the food Bailey gave me,ced with wolf–suppressing drugs.


    I would awaken a powerful wolf.


    I would be an Alpha–level werewolf, just like my mother.


    I would trample those who had bullied and tormented me!


    Bailey’s POV


    That fool Aubrey probably still had no idea why she had failed to awaken her wolf.


    Ha–poor thing. I swirled the wine in my ss, smiling smugly. Tonight, she would bepletely disgraced; she would lose her ce as Alpha Henry’s fiancée for good.


    The banquet was winding down. I picked up a spoon and tapped it against my winess, drawing the guests‘ attention. It was time to treat everyone to a little show–watching Aubrey, barely clinging to life after being raped by two Beta werewolves. Oh, how tragic.


    “Ladies and gentlemen…”


    Suddenly, the oak doors burst open with a deafening crash.


    Aubrey appeared in the doorway, filthy and battered; thunder and lightning cracked behind her.


    With wet hair, bare feet, she looked like a ghost rising from a stormy night.


    A cold smile yed at her lips. Her sharp gaze swept the room–andnded squarely on me.


    The icy chill in her eyes sent a wave of dread through me.


    Chapter 3 Who Took Advantage of You?


    The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end; something was wrong.


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    How could a worthless girl. fed wolf–suppressing drugs for three years, give off such an oppressive presence?


    And where were Robert and Easton? They were high–ranking Beta warriors; how had they let an Omega with no wolf escape?


    1 immediately reached out to Robert through our mental link, ordering him to get here now. Then, feigning shock, I rushed toward Aubrey.


    “Aubrey! Weren’t you resting after having too much to drink? What happened–who did this to you?”


    I opened with a calcted smear, deliberately steering everyone’s attention. Sure enough, the banquet hall fell silent; werewolves were always quick to pounce on a scandal.


    And now, with Aubrey’s unnaturally flushed face and the disheveled clothes barely hanging on her body- she looked exactly like someone who had been assaulted.


    I put on a look of concern and said, as if exining for her, “Aubrey, haven’t you been training as a warrior? You’re quite strong… no ordinary warriors should be able to overpower you… unless you had too much to drink and…”


    And lost the ability to fight back? And lost control under the influence of alcohol?–


    I let my words trail off; the crowd began to specte maliciously. Their gazes toward Aubrey grew more probing.


    “Isn’t she the Alpha’s fiancee? How dare she fool around like this? Is she trying to get herself killed? The Alpha will never forgive her!”


    “She deserves it! The Alpha never liked her anyway! If it weren’t for her ancient bloodline, a wolf–less Omega like her would never have been his fiancee!”


    “But… didn’t they say only a first bond could preserve the bloodline’s purity?”


    As the whispers grew louder, I was ted; outwardly, I acted flustered. Finally, I raised my voice, “Ah! Aubrey, don’t be afraid! Henry’s dad will make sure you get justice!”


    I looked at Aubrey, ready to savor her panic and shame, but instead, I froze.


    Something was very wrong. Aubrey’s face showed no expression at all.


    She was simply staring at me–cold and unreadable; her gaze seemed to cut through every one of my tricks.


    Impossible! She had always been so stupid!


    For a long moment, Aubrey said nothing. Then she finally spoke–her voice hoarse, her tone icy..


    “Those words you just said… were you trying to suggest to everyone here that I betrayed the Alpha and mated with other werewolves?”


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