Reborn Omega Avenge Herself Like an Alpha (Aubrey Mary) novel Chapter 345

Chapter 345 Why No Regret

Third Person POV

“Henry!”

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Aubrey’s chest tightened with frustration. How had she never noticed before that the great Alpha of Shadowmoon Pack could be so shameless?

Henry only laughed, one brow raised, grinning until she scowled harder.

She pressed her lips together, refusing to answer him.

Just then, Xavier walked in carrying a bowl of food. Smiling, he said, “Little one, who are you pouting at? Don’t worry, those scratches won’t leave scars. Even for an omega, these wounds will heal. With our special treatment, give it a week and you’ll be good as new.”

He paused, then added, “Though with you gone, our experiments might fall behind schedule.”

At the sight of him, Aubrey’s expression cooled back into her usual calm. “Run the tests you can. Anything that needs me will have to wait. I’ll come in when I’m better.”

“You’re not going anywhere!” Henry cut in sharply, snatching the bowl from Xavier’s hands. “Look at you–your hands are useless. This week, you’re resting. That’s final.”

Aubrey shot him an exasperated look. “Everything I’ve been doing overtime for–who do think it’s for?”

you

“I don’t care if it’s for me,” Henry replied without hesitation. “You’re resting a week. The earth will keep turning.”

“You-”

“Enough. Open your mouth.”

Seeing her raise her bandaged hands helplessly only made Henry’s mood brighter. Xavier, sensing the air between them, quietly excused himself.

Aubrey had no choice but to open her mouth.

Being fed like an infant was humiliating. Her cheeks burned, so she ate quickly, determined to end the ordeal.

Still, the food were good–so good that her brows lifted slightly. She licked her lips, her eyes narrowing in faint satisfaction.

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Chapter 345 Why No Regret

“That the one thing I don’t regret is liking you.”

He couldn’t hold it back. “Why did you say you don’t regret liking me?”

Aubrey froze. She wanted to disappear. She ducked her head, focusing hard on the food.

But Henry narrowed his eyes, waiting until she swallowed before catching her chin between his fingers and forcing her to meet his gaze.

His eyes glimmered deep violet, like some rare gem that drew her in whether she wanted to or

not.

Her lips pressed tight. Then she muttered, “Actually… it’s good. Feed me more. I’m hungry.”

Henry arched a brow, scooping more food toward her lips, voice low.

“Why don’t you regret it?”

Aubrey: … Was he never going to let this go?

She closed her eyes briefly, resigned. “Alpha, do you want me to get indigestion?”

“I don’t care,” Henry said firmly. His stare locked on her like chains. “I want to know.”