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When the work was finally done, an odd heaviness lingered in the air. Atst, Xavier broke the silence.
“Everyone’s exhausted. Go rest. We regroup at five. That gives you less than four hours.”
No one protested. At such a critical stage of the trials, even twenty–four hours in theb would have been eptable. The only reason breaks were scheduled at all was because of Aubrey–an
omega
who was not only the most burdened, but also the most indispensable presence, and who had never missed a single session.
Aubrey gave a small nod, lifting her hand to her forehead. Even that simple motion made her muscles scream as though they were about to snap. The pain was unbearable, but she said nothing. Comints wouldn’t help.
“See you tomorrow.”
She turned toward the door, then paused to nce back at Alpha Henry.
“Aren’t you leaving?”
Her voice carried bone–deep weariness.
Alpha Henry rose silently, forcing a smile. “Alright. Let’s go back. I’ll have Ynda cook something for you. You look weak.”
Aubrey nodded and walked ahead.
On the surface, her behavior seemed unchanged, but Alpha Henry felt the distance–deep, unbridgeable.
The Aubrey he knew had always been calm. When there was no danger, she showed no sharp edges. Sometimes she was evennguid, almostzy.
But now, even when she said nothing, she radiated an aura that kept everyone away. The shift unsettled him. What nightmare had she fallen into earlier, to change her so much?
He moved closer, reaching out for her hand. But the moment his fingers brushed her, Aubrey
recoiled as if burned.
His heart plummeted.
“What’s wrong?”
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He kept his smile, but his violet eyes locked on her with an intensity that betrayed his unease.
In the cold, sterile corridor, Aubrey realized her reaction had been extreme.
“I…”
Her hand clenched into a fist, then slowly rxed. She exhaled soundlessly.
“After the injection, my pain level is about twice what you’re feeling right now. So when touch me, it hurts.”
She winced as though even saying it cost her.
Relief and guilt washed through him. His taut posture eased slightly.
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“Sorry. I didn’t realize.” The thought of her enduring twice his own suffering twisted his chest. “How long will thisst?”
Aubrey’s eyes
drifted away, distant and t.
“Until the Kajit virus is defeated.”
Her tone carried no inflection, as though speaking of someone else’s fate. “Don’t worry. Pain forms a kind of inertia. In a few days, it won’t feel so unbearable. But right now, I’m exhausted. I don’t want to talk. That’s all.”
She fell silent and walked on.
Knowing how much she was hurting, Henry didn’t dare add to her burden. But the unease in his heart only deepened.
Back in her room, Aubrey washed up briefly andy down.
But sleep would note. Her mind was loud, filled with shadows.
A dark chorus wed at her consciousness, screaming in her ears-
Why didn’t <i>you </i><i>save </i><i>me</i><i>? </i><i>Why </i><i>didn’t </i><i>you </i><i>save </i><i>me</i><i>! </i><i>Why </i><i>didn’t </i><i>you </i><i>save </i><i>me</i><i>! </i><i>Why</i><i>! </i>
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Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha
Chapter 258 Fractures
Third Person POV
In that dream, she had relived the
agony
all over again.
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When she woke, her reason told her that whether in her past life or this one, Alpha Henry hadn’t truly done anything wrong. He had neverid a hand on her.
But her emotions refused to ept it.
After all, Alpha Henry was not only the alpha of Shadowmoon Pack, but also her fiancé–and her fated mate.
In her previous life, if only he had intervened, if only he had sought her out, trusted her, listened to her exnations, she never would have ended up so wretched.
That thought alone made Aubrey’s eyes sh red, violence stirring inside her. She hadn’t felt that in a long time. But she knew this was wrong, unnatural. She had to restrain it–she had to.
“Aubrey, are you asleep?” Alpha Henry’s voice came softly through the darkness.
Aubrey kept still, pretending to sleep.
A momentter, he let out a faint sigh, rolled over, and quietly left the room.
Only when the door clicked shut did Aubrey open her eyes, her brow furrowed tightly.
She never imagined this round of drug trials would bring such overwhelming side effects.
All the shadows in her heart had been magnified a hundredfold, while the warmth inside her was suppressed until it felt smothered out.
She had <i>to </i>fight with all her willpower just to keep from looking at Alpha Henry with loathing.
It was like a patient with depression–knowing they shouldn’t, wanting desperately to feel light again, but unable to climb out, sinking deeper and deeper while the helplessness itself became another weight crushing them.
In the days that followed, Aubrey’s distance toward Alpha Henry became impossible to ignore. She experimented with forms to try easing it, but at best, the improvement was slight.
Finally, Henry could no longer hold back.
“Aubrey!”