Chapter 133 The Moment We Fight Back


    Aubrey’s POV


    Under the cold moonlight, his wolf fangs gleamed with bloodlust.


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    Run? On fragile human legs, there was no chance of outrunning a Beta warwolf in full hunt mode. All I had left was my smaller frame and barely enough agility to dodge through the forest I knew so well.


    A sh of ferocity lit my eyes–I didn’t run. I charged.


    Just as his massive body lunged toward me, I kicked off the rough tree trunk beside me, using the force to leap upward. I aimed straight for his back. If I could climb onto him–just maybe…


    But I underestimated him. This gray wolf was no rookie. As one of Ulrich’s elite, battle instinct was etched into his bones. His huge body moved with stunning speed–he jumped clear.


    Damn it! My heart sank. Deep inside, I screamed E’s name.


    No answer.


    I had no choice–I ran. Not in a straight line. I zigzagged as fast as I could, trying to throw him off. My golden needle was still lodged in thest werewolf’s body. All I had now was a bone dagger and a pouch of wolfsbane.


    Damn it, this was bad–real bad.


    Even though I was running with everything I had, he was closing in fast. More than once, I could smell the foul stench of his breath right behind me.


    Then, in one desperate push, I leapt again–and barely, just barely,nded on his thick–furred back!


    “Ah!”


    The moment Inded, he let out a deafening roar like he’d been scalded with boiling oil.


    Then came the thrashing–violent, frenzied, like a machine gone haywire. He bucked and jolted with terrifying power, trying to fling me off.


    I clenched my jaw and gripped the thickest part of his neck fur with both hands, clinging like a suction cup. I waited… waited… and then sprang forward, onto his head, plunging the dagger deep into one of his eyes.


    “Die!” I shouted.


    “Awoo!” he howled in agony–but that wasn’t enough. I pped a handful of wolfsbane powder straight into the wound.


    This time, the scream pierced the forest like a de, startling birds into flight. The pain was maddening. His blood–red eye blinked furiously, trying to focus on me–the omega who dared to challenge a beta.


    But I didn’t hesitate. I yanked the dagger out and drove it into his other eye, dumping the rest of the wolfsbane powder straight in.


    Now he was truly out of his mind.


    He howled and thrashed like a cannonball gone rogue, smashing into trees, leaping wildly, mming his


    Chapter 133 The Moment We Fight Back


    body into trunks with bone–crunching force.


    I jumped off before he could take me down with him.”


    It went on for minutes. Maybe ten. Maybe fifteen. Then, atst, he copsed, exhausted, crashing <b>to </b><b>the </b>ground.


    I ran forward without hesitation and drove the dagger into his throat. Warm blood sprayed across <b>my </b><b>face</b>.


    I waited. No more twitching. No more breathing.


    “…Dead…” I muttered. Completely dead.


    Relief washed over me–but so did the pain. Every inch of my body ached.


    “You’re amazing! You really killed them–both of them! Two beta werewolves<b>!</b>”


    I turned around.


    The omega girl had burst out of the grass, running up to me, her eyes sparkling with awe.


    “No.”


    I looked at her and smiled gently.


    “It was us. We–killed him together.”


    I knew-she’d risked her life to distract those two wolves. That one second was all I needed.


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