Chapter 224 Dangerous Thoughts
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Henry’s eyes burned into Aubrey, but the moment the words left his lips, he came back to himself with a bitterugh.
“…What nonsense am I saying? How could I make such a request of you…”
In truth, with his condition, leaving behind a healthy child was nearly impossible–but notpletely. The real question was: why would Aubrey ever agree to bear his child? Just because he wished to bind her to him even after death?
The look in his eyes–pain, self–mockery, and longing all at once–made Aubrey’s heartbeat quicken despite herself.
She suddenly realized he was utterly sincere. All the feelings he had buried so deep were now spilling out uncontrobly.
This Henry was unlike any she had ever seen–restless, raw, dimmed by despair.
Her gaze drifted to his arm, the spot where he injected the inhibitor. If not for a werewolf’s rapid healing, there might still be a pinprick mark.
She hadn’t expected the side effects of her newest form to be this strong -so strong that Henry couldn’t even control his emotions.
Her brows furrowed. She would need to refine it further. She couldn’t ept Henry like this–vtile, unpredictable. If one night he truly lost control and rushed to the Moon Goddess’s sacred grounds, trying to break their contract, he would die there, and all her work would be for nothing…
But speaking of contracts, something stirred in her memory. In her previous life, she had heard whispers–rumors of southern witches who had brewed a potion said to sever contracts with the Moon Goddess, even mate bonds. But that potion was rarer than gold, its creator unknown, perhaps even a myth. After all, witches weren’t werewolves–why would
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Aubrey shook her head, discarding the thought. She would never share it with Henry.
Instead, she drew a slow breath and tried to steady him.
“So then, Henry, what do you want me to do?”
But her calm, detached gaze only drove him further into the edge of madness. No matter what he confessed, no matter how raw his words, her expression barely wavered. To her, it must all seem like a performance.
His fragile control splintered. He staggered back a step, his body tense, words tumbling out half incoherent.
“What I want you to do? If I said it–you’d actually do it?” His voice dropped into something hollow, almost pitiful. “But I don’t even know what I want anymore… Forget it. I must be losing my mind…”
With that, he turned and left her behind, his footsteps uneven, unsteady.. Aubrey caught the shift, sensed something wrong, but couldn’t name it.
What she would never know was how dangerous his final nce had been.
In that instant, one thought had flickered in Henry’s mind–dark, consuming.
If he couldn’t bear to let her go, why not die together?\\
Why not? If werewolves had souls, and if he died only to see Aubrey with another man, his spirit would never rest.
So why couldn’t she just go with him? If she already cared for him so much, why not follow him into death?
The thought was fleeting, but such thoughts were surfacing more and more often.
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He felt like he was unraveling.
He loved Aubrey–and perhaps the only way to be with her forever <b>was </b><b>for </b>them to die together.
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Chapter 225 The Carrier
Third Person POV
Tempest Pack.
Ulrich, barely alive after his escape, red darkly at the wolf doctor before him. “Check again. You must have made a mistake!”
“Alpha…”
The wolf doctor, caught in his grip, looked more terrified than if he were in the devil’s hands.
“This… this can’t be wrong. You–you really have been infected with the Lupine virus.”
The words had barely left his mouth before Ulrich kicked him savagely, sending him sprawling across the floor, groaning in pain.
“Impossible. How could this be possible?”
Ulrich couldn’t ept it. He felt fine–he had made it out of Sineville alive, even flown back on his private jet without incident. How could he be infected?
He himself had overseen the research into the virus. He knew exactly how it worked.
Those infected with the Lupine virus burned with fever for three days, writhing in pain from head to toe. If he really had it, he shouldn’t have even been able to leave the mountain alive, much less return to Tempest Pack.
So when he came back, he thought he was one of the lucky ones. Yes, he had coughed up blood after passing through the contaminatedb, but nothing more. He believed the Moon Goddess must have blessed him, spared him.
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But now the doctor was telling him he was infected?
“Fuck!” Ulrich copsed to the ground,ughing and weeping at once. He couldn’t tell if he was fortunate or cursed. Fortunate to still be breathing, cursed because the infection had caught him after all.
Suddenly, he thought of the witch who had helped develop the virus. He scrambled to call her.
“Can you make an antidote for the Lupine virus?” His voice shook with urgency.
She had already told him countless times that this was a dreadful, incurable virus. Still, Ulrich clung to a sliver of hope. He wasn’t ready to die.
But the witch’s voice came back cold. “I told you long ago–this virus has no cure.”
Then, after a pause, she pressed, “And the final payment for my work–why hasn’t it been transferred yet?”
Her indifference nearly shattered him. Grinding his teeth, Ulrich roared, “Research? What research? I’m infected, damn it! Make me a cure now!”
The line went silent.
Atst, the witch spoke again. “I’m sorry. I can’t. And since you’ve cut off funding, I won’t continue the work either. Take care, Alpha Ulrich.”
With that, she hung up. When Ulrich tried to call back, her phone already switched off.
“That bitch!” Ulrich howled, hurling his phone against the wall.
The wolf doctor, still trembling on the floor, said timidly, “Alpha, it’s possible your body is… special. You may be naturally immune. That means you’re a carrier. You won’t suffer the virus’s effects yourself, but you can pass it on to others. If you’re careful not to spread it, you could still live a normal life.”
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“A normal life?”
Ulrich gave a cold, brokenugh. Step by step, he approached the doctor, then mped his hand around the man’s throat. In the doctor’s terrified gaze, Ulrich snarled, “How could I ever have a normal life again?
He snapped the man’s neck without hesitation. No one could know he was infected.
When it was done, Ulrich sank to the floor, staring up at the round, glowing moon. Atst, he made his decision.
He picked up a new phone and dialed me Pack’s alpha, Loch.
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