Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alphe


    Chapter 110 Breaking Point


    <b>Henry’s </b>POV


    Another brutal sh had finallye to a halt. The heavy stench of blood and iron still clung to <b>the </b>air. seeping into every inch of dirt beneath our feet. After hastily clearing the battlefield and tending <b>to </b><b>the </b>wounded groaning in pain, I dragged my nearly broken body into the shadows of the temporary tem<b>. </b>


    Truthfully, I’d long given up hope for reinforcements.


    The neighboring packs were terrified of the T–flu outbreak. They stayed far away from this hellhole. <b>No </b><b>one </b>darede near. And Shadowmoon Pack was thousands of kilometers away–even if I sent orders, it would take too long for them to get here.


    Distant water can’t put out a nearby fire. I had to make do with the forces I had.


    Luckily, after I stepped in, Ste Pack’s situation had stabilized for now. We managed to preserve the core strength of their werewolves. But the worst part–news had just broken that the alpha King had fallen seriously ill. Southern werewolves immediately began to stir, gathering their forces to strike here<b>. </b>


    Like beasts smelling blood, they went mad trying to seize thisnd. They destroyed werewolf hospitals, ughtered skilled healers, andpletely halted the development of a cure for the T–flu. More and more werewolves were getting sick. The situation was rapidly spiraling out of control.


    I hadn’t really slept in five days.


    That’s when I got a private message. I nced at it–and bolted upright.


    “Aubrey borrowed a ne from Mateo?!”


    Even with my eyes closed, I knew which regions were under flight restrictions right now. If she borrowed a ne, was she…ing to find me?–


    The thought sent a wave of pure joy through me. Then rage. Then dread.


    She wouldn’t actuallye here, would she?


    “She’s lost her damn mind! An omega like her would die out here!” my wolf, Callen roared in my head.


    I gripped them device, dialing over and over. Nothing went through. Shadowmoon Pack’smunications were being jammed–unstable and choppy.


    Damn it! That message was from days ago. If she really wasing, she’d already be here!


    “Cam!” I barked into them.


    “Alpha,” he answered quickly, rushing into the tent.


    I snapped out the order. “Take a team and go watch the Moro River forest. If you spot Aubrey<b>, </b><b>get </b>her <b>out </b>of here safely–no matter what!”


    Cam froze. “Alpha, your personal guard has already been dispatched. For your safety, <b>I can’t </b>


    e <b>your </b><b>side</b><b>. </b>


    “I’m ordering you to go! That’s a directmand!”


    I lost it and shouted. Too many beta–level werewolves had died in this chaos. She absolutely could not <b>be </b>


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    Chapter 110 Breaking Point


    here. It was far too dangerous.


    “…<b>Yes</b>, Alpha<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    Cam gave in, but I heard him mutter as he left the tent-


    “Just another omega here to cause trouble…


    I grabbed the military canteen on the table and threw it at the wall. The warped metal mmed <b>into </b><b>the </b>canvas with a bang. All the guards tensed.


    They didn’t understand. The omega who always kept her distance, always refused me—she came <b>here </b>for <ol><li>me. </li></ol>


    Aubrey’s POV


    “Clear.”


    I emerged from the Moro River, water dripping off me, and heard E murmur in my mind. Her instincts were beastlike–if danger were nearby, she’d sense it before I could.


    I climbed up onto the riverbank. This was already Shadowmoon Pack territory.


    After splitting from Woods and the others, I took the water route in. Traveling bynd was too dangerous. There were werewolf skirmishes everywhere–fighting within Shadowmoon Pack and attacks from southern wolves trying to take advantage of the chaos.


    I kept walking until a poor vige came into view. The only electrical appliance here was a single lightbulb. And since they were near the Moro River, the whole vige had fallen ill. It looked like a ghost town.


    The first werewolves infected with the T–flu had gotten sick from drinking that river water.


    I wasn’t worried because I understood the T–flu better than any of them. It was a’synthetic virus. Its biggest weakness was its low activity–it couldn’t survive in water for more than four days without treatment.


    But once inside a werewolf’s body, it became stubborn and invasive. It attacked the self–healing ability and didn’t stop until the host was dead.


    If I remembered right, back then, Ste Pack had lost tons of lives to the virus. The South took over their territory effortlessly in the end.


    I kept moving. The remaining werewolves in the vige didn’t even look at me. Skin and bones, theyy inside houses or slumped on the road. They were burning up with fever, too weak <i>to </i>move. When they were hungry, they chewed on leaves and grass. When they were thirsty, they drank from the river. If they couldn’t move at all, they just waited to die.


    In just one month, half the vige was already gone.


    “Oh, Moon Goddess…” E sighed in my mind, filled with sorrow.


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