Chapter 303
The Name Resurfaces
Third Person POV
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But the experiments at hand were more pressing. John was desperate to know whether these improved ratios would work, so he buried himself in the tasks before him and refused to let his mind wander.
Once he started, there seemed to be no end. For some reason, the workload today was especially heavy. No sooner had he finished one project than another stack of files landed in front of him. He barely had time to breathe, let alone think about how to win Aubrey over.
Meanwhile, Aubrey had been called away by Wemble.
“Where are we going?” Aubrey asked from the passenger seat.
“You’ll know when we get there.”
Wemble smiled faintly, his expression as gentle as ever, carrying that steady presence unique to a high–ranking wolf. It was the kind of calm that made her feel safe.
*… Alright.”
Aubrey didn’t push. She could sense that Wemble would never harm her. If he could help ease her mental strain, all the better.
As the experimental phase pressed forward, more and more serums were injected into her body. She could feel it clearly–something inside her was slipping out of control. Her mental state grew more unstable, and the line between reality and memory was blurring.
The pain of the live experiments often dragged her back into her past life.
More than once, when she fainted from the torment of the drugs, she saw Alpha Henry–the one who had ordered the Werewolf Doctors to conduct experiments on her at will. His violet wolf eyes held nothing but cold indifference and disdain.
Every time she woke, she was drenched in sweat, unable to tell what was real and what was illusion. She didn’t know whether those scenes were her imagination, or if they were fragments of truth from her previous life.
At that moment, her phone rang. It was Alpha Henry calling.
She glanced at the screen, switched it to silent, and tucked it into her bag. Anything connected to him only brought pain.
She had no wish to torment herself, nor did she want to lash out at him over memories that
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might not even be real. For now, avoidance was her only answer. Perhaps when the Kajit virus was fully eradicated and she no longer endured daily experimental injections, her mind would gradually settle.
Wemble saw this but said nothing.
Before long, they arrived at a Werewolf Doctor hospital.
In the corridor, Aubrey saw a short–haired female gamma being stopped by a nurse with a harsh expression.
“Ms. Lily, it’s already early December. If your family can’t pay the fees, we can’t continue your mother’s treatment. This isn’t a charity. Extending payment for two months was already the limit.”
The female gamma pleaded anxiously. “Please, just a few more days. Our house is about to sell, and once it does, we’ll have the money! Just two days–give me two days and I swear I’ll pay in full!”
The nurse, clearly aware of the family’s situation, replied coldly, “Fine. Two more days at most. If you can’t pay then, there’s nothing we can do.”
With that, she walked off with a stony face.
The gamma’s eyes were red as she quietly made her way toward the ward.
Wemble led Aubrey after her, speaking in a low voice. “This girl was an excellent student. After graduating college, she landed a good job. But because she refused her boss’s advances and slapped him instead, she lost it. Soon after, her mother fell gravely ill. You know how it is—an omega’s constitution is special, and many illnesses can’t heal on their own.
“She now works three jobs a day just to scrape together medical fees. And from what I’ve heard, this morning she called that same wolf boss–the one who tried to exploit her–offering to sell her body to cover the surgery costs she’s short on. He agreed, and arranged to meet her at a hotel tonight…”
He paused, his voice deepening. “Her name is Lily Lane. Do you remember her?”