Chapter 112 The Line Between Hope and Despair


    Aubrey’s POV


    The moment my alpha aura struck them, their eyes finally changed.


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    One of them suddenly covered his face and cried out, “There’s no hope. This is Moon Goddess punishing Ste Pack!”


    “Shut up!” I couldn’t stand that kind of talk. I grabbed the medicine kettle and poured a few gulps straight into his mouth, then shoved it into his hands.


    “I’m Moon Goddess’s messenger! If you don’t drink the gift I brought, then go ahead and die!”


    I turned and walked away. Before leaving, Idled out a bowl of medicine and handed it to the little girl sitting under the tree.


    “Drink it. You’re not that sick–you’ll be fine.”


    The little girl nodded obediently and gulped it down. When she finished, she looked up at me curiously and asked, “Are you here because Moon Goddess sent you to save us?”


    I reached out and gently rubbed her dry, brittle hair, but I didn’t answer.


    “You’re leaving?” she asked again.


    I nodded. There were still many more werewolves waiting for me to save them.


    If I could develop the medicine inside Shadowmoon Pack and deliver it here, that would be ideal. But there was no way T–flu would ever be allowed into Shadowmoon Pack–not even alpha Henry could change that.


    “Tell the vigers to boil their water at least five times before drinking. Wash hands frequently, understand? This disaster will pass soon–I promise!”


    I said it loud and clear.


    The little girl’s eyes lit up.


    “Then my brother… he’ll be back soon?” Her voice suddenly rose. She looked toward a direction outside the vige, her eyes filled with hope.


    “He said he went to defend the pack. He said he’d be a great warrior. When the disaster ends, he promised he’de back!”


    He’s going to die.


    A chill ran through me, but I couldn’t bring myself to say the cruel truth.


    I stood up and got ready to leave. At that moment, the little werewolf girl slowly climbed to her feet and bowed deeply toward me in full prayer posture–the kind used to honor Moon Goddess.


    “I bless you… Even if I die, my soul will still pray for you.”


    I nodded and walked away quickly. I hated seeing death, and I hated even more watching hope buried under corpses slowly rot into despair.


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    Aug


    Chapter 112 The Line Between Hope and Despair


    Why is it that under the same sky, some kids are in school… and others are being forced to fight?


    Since I was reborn, this was the first time I seriously thought about something beyond revenge.


    Henry’s POV


    I’d been waiting for news from Aubrey, but after several days, Cam kept reporting no sign of her.


    I let out a breath of relief. Maybe I was just overthinking.


    Yeah… she doesn’t like me anymore. Why would she risk her life toe find me?


    It left a sour taste in my mouth, but my rational mind was grateful.


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    The fighting outside never stopped. And in this chaos, I found myself missing Aubrey even more–whether she was cold or sharp, whether she was shy or timid–every side of her yed over in my mind.


    Maybe it takes facing death to truly change someone. What had she gone through without me knowing?


    “Alpha! Urgent report! Arge number of southern wolves are headed this way to intercept the herb shipment–they’ll be here soon!”


    At mymand, the remaining wolf healers of Ste Pack had gathered and converted the old military hospital into a Level Four viral research base. They’d begun working on a cure for the T–flu.


    Herbs from Logan Peaks were flowing in nonstop. Some fearless healers from other packs had joined us too. But they needed time–and plenty of herbs–to test and experiment.


    And now those southern bastards wanted to cut off our supply? That was like cutting off ourst hope of survival.


    Damn it.


    “How many of them?” I asked coldly.


    “Over five hundred!”


    A deadly glint passed through my eyes. “Up ahead is the residential area. The houses are tightly packed— we’ll go through there.”


    Perry, the one most familiar with the terrain, immediately said, “Alpha, that’s not the best escape route.”


    “Who said we’re escaping?” I wiped my face and said tly, “Past that area is the new virusb. Those bastards aren’t just after the herbs–they’re trying to destroy the hospital. We can’t let them seed. If the hospital’s gone, who knows how long it’ll take to rebuild. We’ll trap them in the city… and kill them all!”


    I turned to the hundred–plus werewolves behind me. Their eyes gleamed with that eerie, wolfish glow.


    “Warriors! Right now, our people <i>are </i>being ughtered! Ournd is being invaded! Will you follow me- drive out those greedy southern bastards?!”


    “Alpha, we will!”


    “Kill!”


    “Kill them all!”


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    Chapter 112 The Line Between Hope and Despair


    The bloodthirsty roars rose one after another.


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    Every single werewolf there had the same look in their eyes–not fear, but fury… and the will to die fighting.


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