Chapter 192 The Pain Beneath the Surface


    Aubrey’s POV


    +8 Pearls


    While I was discussing pain suppressants with Ginnie and the others, Waylon was escorted out by beta werewolf guards. He’d be held in a secure location going forward–his character simply couldn’t be trusted. And Alpha Henry’s condition absolutely had to remain a secret.


    By the time the meeting wrapped up, the sky had already darkened. I returned to my room to rest. I used to stay upte studying or doing research, but once Alpha Henry found out, he showed up in person to stop me. He never said anything–he’d just stand there, silently staring.


    And with the kind of pressure Alpha Henry gave off? Not one of the medics could bear it. Eventually, whenever night fell, they’d all hurry to kick me out. Because if I didn’t leave, Alpha Henry woulde…


    After heading out, I grabbed a quick bite and went to wash up.


    Honestly, I was never someone who knew how to enjoy life. Ever since my rebirth, it was either studying or research nonstop. But strangely enough, those days made me feel better than the idle ones ever did. After all, I wasn’t being hunted anymore. I didn’t have to run for my life. I could finally do what I loved. That alone was an incredible blessing.


    By the time I finished bathing, it was nearly bedtime. I climbed into bed out of habit–only to notice that Alpha Henry wasn’t looking at the files in his hand. Instead, his eyes were fixed on <ol><li>me. </li></ol>


    We shared a room now–two beds–so I could monitor his condition at any time.


    “What is it?” I frowned at the pale look on his face. “Are you feeling sick?”


    Alpha Henry stared at me for a second longer before shaking his head.


    “I’m fine.”


    But the moment he said it, his breath caught, and a faint sheen of sweat broke out across his. forehead.


    “You don’t <i>look </i>fine.” I frowned deeper at the clear difort on his face.


    He shook his head again, but hisplexion looked even worse than before.


    I pressed my lips together, nced down at the file in his hands, then bent over and scooped him up.


    “What are you doing?!” Alpha Henry’s usual calm shattered into shock.


    “Put me down, damn it!”


    <b>08 </b>Tue, 2 <b>sept </b>W


    Chapter 192 The Pain Beneath the Surface


    He was getting noisy, so I stared him down coolly. “If you don’t shut up, I’ll carry you downstairs and do a fullp. With the state you’re in, there’s no way you can stop me.”


    The moment I said it, his whole body went stiff.


    Clearly, he was afraid I’d really do it.


    <b>80</b><b>% </b>


    +8 <b>Pearls </b>


    Which was understandable. He was a top–tier alpha, the leader of the Northern werewolves. If someone saw me–an omega–carrying him like a princess down the stairs, it’d probably be humiliating for him.


    That thought dimmed my mood a little.


    There was a time when I didn’t want to reveal our fated mate bond. I didn’t want to be with him at all. But after what happened with the Ste Pack, I’d considered telling him the truth- that I had awakened an alpha–ss wolf spirit, and that I <i>was </i>his fated mate. But…


    Then he got infected with the Lupine virus, and the first thing he tried to do was push me


    away.


    That’s when I realized–even if he loved me, he had never truly seen me as his equal. Never once treated me as someone who could stand beside him. That’s why, the moment something went wrong, his first instinct was to shove me away.


    I pressed my lips into a thin line and said nothing more. I simply ced him gently down onto the bed..


    As soon as hended, Alpha Henry scooted as far away from me as he could, gritting his teeth -but ultimately, saying nothing.


    “I still have documents to read,” he muttered, clearly annoyed.


    I walked over, picked up the file he’d dropped, and asked, “Want me to read it to you?”


    He gave me a surprised look, like he wanted to say something. But then his brows suddenly drew tight. His hands clenched into fists.


    And then–I saw it.


    A subtle tremor ran through his body. A quiet, involuntary shiver.


    Like he was enduring something unbearable.


    “Lie down. Now,” I said sharply.


    He didn’t say a word, but I knew what was happening.


    The virus was acting up again.