Chapter 274
Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha
274 Buried Memories
Third Person POV
+8 Pearis
As Alpha Henry’s final word fell, he pulled away the scarf covering Aubrey’s eyes. The white cloth, tangled in her long brown hair, fluttered into the wind and drifted into the distance. Aubrey slowly opened her eyes–and what filled her vision was a towering structure.
It rose like a castle in the sea of flowers, cold stone walls set against soft blooms, a dreamlike scene. The distant lake served as a natural barrier, isolating the place, keeping it safe from intrusion.
The privacy here was absolute. Even a beta werewolf imprisoned within could never escape…
Aubrey’s head began to throb, sharp pain stabbing her temples. Memories twisted and boiled up from the depths of her mind like a tide she couldn’t hold back.
“Do
you like it? The water here is filtered, crystal clear. There aren’t fish, but the scenery is beautiful,” Henry said, unaware of her turmoil.
He pointed to the building’s peak with pride. “There’s a lookout on the fifth floor. In spring and summer, you can sit there for tea, take an afternoon rest–it’s wonderful. If you don’t like rosemary, we can plant something else. Roses, lavender, whatever you want. Without a top–level search warrant, no one can enter. You’ll never be disturbed. Here, you can do anything you please.”
For once, Henry was speaking at length, his voice light and full of hope. He had poured his heart into this place. It was more than just a fully equipped research facility. He had designed comfortable bedrooms, a wine cellar, a training room–everything so they could live here in private, once the sibling contract was dissolved.
But Aubrey’s pain only worsened. His cheerful voice pricked her ears like a curse. Her vision bled at the edges.
The castle was beautiful, yes—the sweeping fields of rosemary, the clean lake water, the sound of birdsong in the morning.
But beneath it lay a deep, dark basement.
And in that basement, she had endured the worst three years of her life.
Every day she was injected with sedatives distilled from rosemary, drinking the clear lake water, waking in fog only to face another round of forced experiments.
She had prayed for rescue. She knew Shadowmoon Pack’s official virus labs must have been sanctioned by Henry himself—but what was done to her was not official. It was illegal. A secret
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When outsiders came, the test subjects like her were hidden away in underground rooms, One by one, those who entered with her died. She was the only one left, locked in the depths, never seeing daylight. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access s of novels early and in the highest quality.
In those endless days of pain, she had dreamed Henry might come for her, like a hero. But he never did.
And now, standing here in front of this “gift,” she wondered–this was his family’s ancestral property. Could he truly not have known what had been done here?
Her hand at her side trembled uncontrollably.
“Aubrey?” Henry finally sensed something was wrong. He reached for her, but she stepped back, avoiding his touch.
When she lifted her head, her blue eyes were cold as ice.
She looked at him, every word deliberate, piercing.
“Alpha Henry, if there were someone you hated–someone who happened to be a special case- would you turn her into a living experiment, just to save another person you loved?”
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