Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha
Chapter 183 The Real Cure
Aubrey’s POV
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My father’s face had gone a mottled shade of green, but he couldn’t get a single word out. Whatever he was thinking, it wasn’t my concern.
Bailey, pale as paper, suddenly raised her voice. “You keep saying I stole from you–fine! Let’spare them directly. Whether it’s the concept or the details, we’ll see who the real author is.”
Aurelia jumped in to back her up. “Exactly. Let’s put it side by side and settle it right here.”
I gave Aurelia a cold nce.
“Compare? Do you think I have that kind of free time?”
Up until now, I’d been pressuring Bailey to hand over the work herself because I didn’t want this to turn into a public spectacle. Letting the contents out for everyone to see was thest thing I wanted. A parison” was exactly the kind of stupidity I’d been avoiding.
But Bailey acted like she’d found a weakness. “I think you’re just scared! You’re nning to submit my work to pass your exam–how could you do something so shameless?!”
She even let tears spill down her cheeks, and the crowd of wolves quickly took the bait.
“Yeah, refusing topare means she’s afraid. What if Aubrey’s the one who stole it?”
“How can you trust an omega’s word? They’re low and deceitful by nature.”
Bailey’s voice slid into my mind through the link, dripping with triumph.
Go ahead, Aubrey, make a scene–it won’t matter. I’ve already mastered your project. Be smart and hand it over, or I’ll ruin you. I’ll rally everyone to protest until the alpha throws you, the ‘thief, out of the Miguel family.
Out loud, she yed the part of the sweet younger sister, her voice soft and forgiving. “It’s okay. As long as you admit you were wrong, I’ll pretend this never happened. Or, if you want, I can even add your name to the project.”
The onlookers‘ sympathy swung her way.
“Bailey, don’t be afraid. What’s yours is yours–no one can take it. We’ve got your back.”
“Betas really are the generous ones. Look at Aubrey–so sharp–tongued! No wonder the alpha wouldn’t make her Luna and only gave her the title of sister.”
Listening to them, I couldn’t help a coldugh. E growled in my mind, on the verge of making me bare my ws and tear them apart.
I held her back, sweeping the crowd with a single icy look. Instantly, faces stiffened and mouths mped
shut.
Bailey opened her mouth again, but I cut her off by raising my hand and striking her hard across the face.
The p cracked through the air.
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Chapter 183 The Real Cure
Bailey stared at me in disbelief. Aurelia shrieked, “What are you doing, Aubrey?!”
“Ha.”
I shook out my hand, then pped Bailey again–harder.
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Her head snapped to the side, hair falling in a messy curtain, her cheek flushed red before her healing erased the mark.
Her eyes burned, her fangs just visible, teetering on the edge of shifting.
The wolves around us sucked in sharp breaths. I looked straight at Aurelia. “Now do you see what I’m doing?” My brow arched slightly. “I can’t help it–when I hear words that filthy, my hand moves on its own.”
I didn’t wait for her reaction. Instead, I turned to Professor Rowan..
“Professor, what Bailey stole was only a half–finished version. That form only works on wolves who’ve awakened their wolf, and even then the cure rate is eighty percent.”
I unlocked my phone, opened a document, and held it out to him.
“This is thepleted form. The project I submitted was derived from it–a secondary product. The finished version can heal wolves who haven’t awakened their wolf yet, and its effectiveness is ten times greater than the healing potions developed by southern wolf doctors. Because it’s a trade secret, I deliberately submitted the half–finished version. I never imagined something like this would happen.”
Every word sent shockwaves through the crowd.
A cure for wolves without an awakened wolf–ten times more effective than anything from the south?
That was beyond huge. Wolves without an awakened wolf couldn’t self–heal; every injury meant relying on a wolf doctor. But northern wolf medicinegged far behind the south, forcing them <i>to </i>buy southern potions at exorbitant prices.
The arrogant southern wolves not only hiked the prices but also rationed the supply. Desperate wolves sometimes had no choice but to turn to the ck market, bankrupting themselves for a single vial,
The shortage also meant northern wolf pups had a far lower survival rate than those in the south.
It was a wound in the heart of every northern wolf parent.
And my potion meant that wound could finally heal. No more losing pups just because there was no medicine.
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