Reborn Omega Avenge Herself Like an Alpha (Aubrey Mary) novel Chapter 328

Third Person POV

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8 Pearls.

After some hesitation, Aubrey unwrapped the candy and slipped it into her mouth. She couldn’t tell if it was coincidence or fate, but Wemble had given her the very same milk candy she had once loved most.

Before her mother passed away, she would always buy it for her. The faint milky sweetness lingered on her tongue, and with it came her mother’s words–words that seemed to echo across time.

“Aubrey, I wish you a strong heart, one that can face anything and never be defeated.”

Her eyes reddened slightly. In the past, she often felt as though she lived detached, her body moving while her soul drifted above, watching from a cold distance. But now, without needing pain as proof, she could sometimes feel herself truly alive. Perhaps, in that sense, her change was indeed a good sign.

Back in the lab, Aubrey carefully went over Xavier’s latest experimental data.

Once again, she confirmed that the Kajit virus serum had entered its final stage of testing. That meant, in as little as one month and no more than three, she would be able to refine a serum without side effects. By then, she would be completely cured.

Meanwhile, John finally spotted Aubrey in the lab. Seizing the chance, he poured Justin’s mysterious potion into a mug and carried it to her office.

“Ms. Mary, it’s been a while.”

His face was full of eagerness as he set down the steaming cup, the dark liquid inside giving off a faint sweetness. “You’ve been locked away in the lab so much lately, your face looks pale. I made

you a hot cocoa–something to give you a bit of energy.”

As he spoke, his gaze flicked over Aubrey’s delicate profile, and his heartbeat stuttered strangely.

Aubrey lifted her head from the report, pressing her fingers to her temple with a tired sigh. She really was exhausted, and the idea of a bit of sugar was tempting. She looked at the cup, the scent curling in the air, and murmured, “Thanks.”

She reached for it, raised it halfway toward her lips–then her eyes landed on a line in the

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“The third control group in sequence A–7,” Aubrey answered without looking up, fingertip tapping the number as her voice quickened. “The decay rate is 0.3 percent higher than the theoretical value. That doesn’t fit the virus’s normal response under inhibitor action. Could be a measurement error, or it could mean…” She trailed off, already sorting through possible explanations in her head.

John’s eyes widened in surprise at her crisp, precise analysis. This wasn’t the kind of

observation a layperson could make. Even many trained Werewolf Doctors might not notice such a small anomaly at a glance.

For the first time, he looked at her differently. There was something striking about her focus, something that made his chest stir uncomfortably. He tamped it down almost immediately, forcing the thought aside.

She was just an omega. She spent her days in Xavier’s lab, picking up scraps of terminology, memorizing patterns, parroting what she’d overheard. That was all.

Yes–he convinced himself firmly. Aubrey might have beauty, but beyond that, she had nothing of true worth. There was no way she could be the one leading all of this.

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