Chapter 334
The Cliff Ledge
Third–person POV
The instant Aubrey felt the golden needle pierce flesh, she kicked out.
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But because she couldn’t see, the needle missed its mark. What should have paralyzed him for a few seconds instead failed—at that critical moment he snapped awake and yanked her hard.
Aubrey flinched. The ground vanished beneath her and she toppled, tumbling off the cliff.
Soon after, Alpha Henry and his men arrived and combed the area, finding signs of the scuffle but no trace of Aubrey.
When every werewolf returned to report “no sign,” Alpha Henry finally grew frantic.
He ordered the three captured wolf assassins brought forward. Facing the raging top alpha who could decide their fate, one of them finally cracked under pressure and stammered out,
“A few days ago we took a job to kidnap an omega called Aubrey, then use her to threaten Shadowmoon Pack’s alpha… The employer said Aubrey was the alpha’s weak spot, but-”
“Because Aubrey blinded our boss’s one eye, even though the employer wanted her alive, the boss said–he said to kill her.”
Alpha Henry’s chest tightened. “The one who ran off–was that your
leader?”
“Yes… he used to be a top mercenary… because-—”
“Damn it!” Alpha Henry swore and leapt to his feet. If that was true, his Aubrey–suddenly a wave of real danger washed over him. He trusted Aubrey; she had never been a weak omega. But facing a battle–hardened ace mercenary–especially one who was a beta werewolf—the odds of her winning were almost zero.
Dammit.
“This mountain has been searched from top to bottom. Searching more is useless.”
“There has to be somewhere we missed. Two living people don’t just vanish into thin air!”
Under Alpha Henry’s fierce questioning, a gamma stammered, “Alpha… there’s still one place we haven’t searched.”
“Where?”
“Under the cliff…”
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Alpha Henry looked toward the dark hollow at the cliff’s base—a black maw like a man–eating
beast.
When Aubrey came to, she felt dazed. She looked up and found pitch–black all around; she could see nothing.
At her side lay a body, cooling. Only then did Aubrey realize it had been that beta werewolf who’d fallen on his sword for her, letting her escape.
Thank the Moon Goddess–she had survived.
Aubrey felt a faint relief, then began to figure out where she was.
She felt her way cautiously like a blind person and discovered she was on a flat slab of rock- not at the cliff’s bottom, for if she had fallen all the way down she would surely be dead even with someone taking the fall for her.
She guessed she’d landed on a ledge halfway down the cliff, though she couldn’t tell exactly where.
Aubrey searched the dead man’s body. His phone had been smashed; other than the gun, his clothes were ripped and ruined—nothing useful. She decided to test the cliff’s depth by pushing the corpse over the edge.
With only one usable hand she worked carefully, heaving the body to the brink and giving it a final kick. The wind howled. After a long, tense moment she heard the dull thud of the body striking something below–and her heart dropped.
So she was indeed on a midcliff shelf. The protruding rock measured only about ten square meters, barren and lifeless.
Only the whipping cold wind and the freezing air remained. Spending a night here would likely mean freezing to death.