Chapter 47 Under the Bed


    Charles‘ POV


    +8 Fears


    The engine hummed–the only sound in the car. Aubrey sat beside me, silent and sharp like an unsheathed de. The cold edge she gave off had my wolf, Vik, growling uneasily in the back of my mind. “She smells like vengeance. She’s dangerous.”


    I didn’t need him to tell me that. I could feel it too. But I didn’t understand–what exactly had happened? Who was she after? Aurelia? Bailey? But what could they have done to provoke something this deep?


    “We’re here.”


    I hadn’t realized how long we’d been driving until she suddenly spoke.


    Outside the window was a wide pond filled with lotus blossoms, their scent carried by the breeze. Just beyond it stood a beautiful vi–clearly expensive.


    Aubrey told me to park a little farther out, then led me toward the house.


    “You may be a rich kid, but you learned your training at the werewolf police academy, right?” she asked.


    I nodded. “Of course. I graduated top of my ss.”


    “Excellent.” She gave a faint smile–and my heart skipped a beat. I quickly looked away, avoiding her eyes.


    She didn’t take me straight to the house. Instead, she brought me to a tree near the vi.


    “See that rm system? Disable it.”


    That was wrong–illegal entry. As a sheriff, I should’ve stopped her right there. But when she smiled with that wild, wicked curve to her lips, my hands moved on their own. I was already pulling wires from the security box.


    “This ce belong to your family?”


    I was worried she’d dragged me to break into someone else’s house again.


    “Technically, it’s Aurelia’s private property,” she answered smoothly.


    I paused–then silently went back to dismantling the rm. No point backing out now. I was already on the thief’s boat, might as well sail it. And to be honest… I was curious. What exactly was she trying to show me?


    I had to admit, there was something thrilling about doing something illegal–especially with Aubrey by my side. I nced at her again… only to find her staring at the vi with eyes full of burning hatred.


    I froze. My hands stopped moving. Aubrey turned sharply. “Hurry up.”


    “O–Okay.” I nodded reflexively. It wasn’t untilter that I realized–I didn’t even think about saying no to her. She was just an Omega. Why did I, a Beta, obey her so naturally? I didn’t understand it. I didn’t question it either.


    Aubrey led me through one system after another. I was stunned. This ce wasn’t that big<i>, </i>but it had five hidden rm units–and Aubrey knew where every single one was.


    When we were done, she crouched by the front door and picked the lock. Her movements were light, fluid,


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    Chapter 47 Under the Bed


    <b>shockingly </b>skilled<b>–</b>skilled enough that I almost felt like cuffing her <b>right </b>there.


    But then her cool fingers wrapped around my wrist, and every bit of logic dissolved into <b>the </b><b>pounding </b>in my chest.


    She led me up the stairs silently. I could barely concentrate, too focused on the feel of her hand <b>in </b>mine delicate and warm. I was totally distracted… until I heard <i>that </i>sound.


    I stopped in my tracks.


    No way… That voice–it was my aunt.


    She was… having an affair?


    I nced at Aubrey, but she wasn’t surprised at all. She’d known. In the middle of my shock, she suddenly picked up a small stone–and hurled it down the stairs.


    Crash! The sound of shattering porcin echoed. A blue vase downstairs had broken to pieces.


    “Who’s there?!” Aurelia’s panicked voice rang out from the bedroom. I had no choice but to yank Aubrey behind the corner with me.


    Sure enough, Aurelia and a man came rushing down to investigate. The second they were gone, Aubrey pulled me into the bedroom–bold as hell–and we dove under the bed.


    I was stunned.


    How did she even know the bedskirt draped low enough to hide us? Wait–why are we even hiding here?!


    Before I could say a word, footsteps returned. Aurelia’s flirtatious voice drifted back in. “Rx, it must’ve been a stray cat. This ce is locked up tight–no one’s getting in.”


    The man said, “Still… I don’t know. Maybe we should go.”


    “Don’t be silly…” she giggled, pulling him back into bed.


    The mattress creaked as they started having sex.


    Underneath, my face turned beet red. I froze–every muscle in my body locked up like stone.


    I turned my head, heart pounding–and saw Aubrey. Calm. Collected. Already holding up her phone.


    She was recording.