<b>Reborn </b>Omega: <b>Avenge </b>Herself Like <b>an </b>Alpha
Chapter <b>38 </b>A Dangerous Trade
<b>Aubrey’s </b>POV
Ocean Indy quiet under the moonlight. Only the softpping of waves against the shore <b>broke </b><b>the </b>silence. I pulled the unfamiliar coat tighter around my shoulders–the one that didn’t belong <b>to </b><b>Alpha </b>Henry<b>. </b>
“Do you remember her signature choreography, <i>Roses</i>?” I asked slowly.
The northern wolf tribes had dered it a war epic. In myst life, by pure chance, I found out the <b>truth</b><b>. </b>Mariana had stolen the entire concept.
“The inspiration for Roses came from the ‘Blood Moon Battle‘ between Shadowmoon Pack and the <b>Frost </b>Pack a hundred years ago. It’sposed of three chapters and thirteen segments. Formation, Call <b>to </b><b>Arms</b>, Commander’s Orders, Battle Lines, Movement, Ambush, Skirmish at Devil’s Tower, Battle of the Rockies, Defeat of Frost Alpha, Suicide of the Fallen, Victory Parade, Generals‘ Boast, and Triumphant Return<b>.</b><b>” </b>
When Mariana released it, the dance swept through the warrior ranks like wildfire. Even royal family members personally praised her, inviting her to choreograph for the court.
“But the battle details,” I turned to look him in the eye, “there’s no way someone like her–who’s never <b>seen </b>a battlefield–could’ve imagined those scenes.”
“The real choreographer was a she–wolf named Daria. Mariana poisoned her voice and locked her in the shadows–literally.”
I studied Henry’s face. His expression was dark, unreadable.
“This is easy to verify,” I added. “Daria is still by her side. If you really want to know who Mariana Ru is–go investigate. You’ll find your answer.”
“And once you do,” I continued, “I want you to bring Daria to me.”
I had other ns for Daria.
Henry looked thoughtful for a moment.
“What’s wrong?” I asked coolly, unable to help the bite in my voice, “Can’t bear to? Oh, maybe I’m just lying, right? Your beloved Mariana Ru never stole anything, never poisoned anyone. She’s pure–like fresh snow under the moonlight-‘
“Aubrey!” he snapped, cutting me off. “You can drop the provocation. That doesn’t work on me.”
He red at me. “What I’m really curious about is–why are you only using these cards now? Even yesterday, when you imed to overhear those two
werewolves confessing to murder… please, you expect
me to believe that?”
His eyes sharpened like scalpels. “What else are you hiding?”
Henry’s POV
I didn’t know why. I wasn’t even sure if Mariana really did those things. But somehow, I didn’t want to <b>hear </b>Aubrey talk about her. In the past, I’d treated Mariana well–only out of gratitude for saving my life, That
was it.
08:37 MonaLTA
<b>Chapter </b>38 <b>A </b><b>Dangerous </b>Trade
I <b>lifted </b>my chin<b>, </b>waiting <b>for </b><b>Aubrey’s </b>answer. But she turned her <b>head </b><b>and </b><b>said</b>, “<b>Go </b><b>Investigate </b>Why ask me <b>so </b>many questions?”
<b>Her </b>voice held nothing–no anger, no sorrow. But then a flicker of sadness drifted across her eyes
On the way
nk. Breath, Ocean Ind, I’d noticed the same thing. She sat there in the passenger <b>seat</b>, <b>eyes </b><b>closed </b>face.
nk. Breathing, alive… but she looked dead.
I almostughed at myself for the thought. The dead don’te back. What nonsense.
I didn’t push further. “Fine. I’ll check into it. But carlier, I said you could name a request. You <b>haven’t </b>answered.”
The moment I finished, Aubrey let out a softugh.
It was a strangeugh–tinged with sorrow, heavy with silence. The kind of sound that stuck in your <b>ribs</b>.
“Alpha, I want to be your Luna…”
What?!
She still wanted to be my Luna?
What shocked me more was that my first reaction <i>wasn’t </i>rejection.
Then she looked up at me, smiling faintly. “What’s wrong? Were you hoping I’d say that? Suddenly my conditions matter now? What’s the matter, Alpha? The moment I stop chasing you, you start to care?”
She made it sound so casual, I had to act indifferent just to match her tone. “So what if I am? Your current personality is a lot more interesting than before.”
“Then be careful.”
She lowered her gaze, her face sinking into shadow. “Curiosity toward a woman can be dangerous. And I can tell you this, Alpha–if you fall for me, it won’t be a pleasant experience.”
So now she’s saying, if I fall for her, <i>she’s </i>the one who’s not interested?
I was annoyed. “Don’t worry. I didn’t fall for you in ten years–I’m not about to start now.”
“You’re right…” Aubrey nodded slowly, voice thick and raspy. “Not ten years… even if I gave you ten more, you’d never love me. That was just a joke. Don’t worry. I know my ce.”
Something in her words stung.
It felt like she’d waited for my love–f?r twenty years, not ten.
The feeling came <i>too </i>fast, too raw. And it made no sense. She was only eighteen. Where did she get two decades from?
Then she spoke again.
“Alpha, forgetpensation. But I do think… we could make a deal.”
I shook off my thoughts and focused. “What kind of deal?”