Reborn Omega Avenge Herself Like an Alpha (Aubrey Mary) novel Chapter 460

460 Praying for a Female Cub

Third–Person POV

Aubrey frowned, immediately tore a strip of cloth from her clothes, and tightly wrapped her wound to stop the bleeding. Then, she quickly dug a pit, stuffed the bloody soil inside, and buried it to prevent other werewolves from tracking her by the scent of blood.

After doing all this, Aubrey immediately got up again and quickly left the area, only sitting down after finding another hiding spot.

She leaned against the rock behind her, breathing as lightly as possible, her ears keenly catching the movements around her.

Even though she had lost contact with Ella, and even though residual silver fragments in her wrists and shoulder blades still stung her nerves, she could still fight.

After a short while, Aubrey heard the sound of mysterious drums in the distance.

She raised herself slightly to look and discovered many werewolves gathered in an open space not far away. They were wearing clothes like native people, with strange paint on their faces, dancing around a central circular platform.

Beside them, three or four werewolves were beating drums. The group danced to the drumbeat, humming some tune. But perhaps it was an ancient local song, as Aubrey found she couldn’t understand what they were singing.

She crept a little closer, still hiding in the waist–high grass, and quieted her breathing.

About ten minutes later, the group of werewolves stopped. Immediately after, a completely naked female werewolf was brought out, her long hair hanging in disarray. Aubrey couldn’t see her face.

The crowd parted to form a path, and the she–wolf was taken to the center. Only then did Aubrey see clearly that there was a stone platform there, apparently covered in mottled bloodstains.

Aubrey frowned, a bad feeling rising in her heart.

The next second, the female werewolf was indeed tied to the stone platform, while the surrounding male werewolves all stared at her with heavy gazes. Watching this scene from afar, Aubrey felt a chill run down her spine, because there was no desire in the male werewolves‘ eyes, only heaviness. Some even had a trace of weariness in their eyes.

What was going on?

Aubrey didn’t know, but soon, she saw a male Alpha walk over, hold the female werewolf, and begin the act of procreation.

She frowned, because the other male werewolves were already lined up in an orderly fashion behind that male werewolf. The female werewolf seemed to have long since grown accustomed to this, not making a sound. Everything proceeded in silence, the air thick with oppression.

And the circle of drummers around them were murmuring something. The wind carried their whispers to

Aubrey’s ears-

“We beg the Moon Goddess to grant us a female cub.”

“We beg the Moon Goddess to grant us a female cub.”

Aubrey stood frozen in place. So, this was all in order to obtain a female cub?

She didn’t understand, but she knew time was short, because she saw someone walking toward her cage, probably to bring her over for this ritual… She suddenly understood. Those cages were all used to imprison female werewolves! Hundreds of cages… there might have been hundreds of victims here!

Aubrey glanced again at the female werewolf. The male werewolf on top of her had already been replaced by another, but her face remained numb, her eyes indifferent.

Aubrey’s heart trembled slightly. It was nothing else; any normal person would feel uncomfortable seeing this. However, she couldn’t even protect herself right now and was in no position to play the hero.

She hardened her heart and turned to leave. She had to escape, and then contact Alpha Henry, or wait for Ella to reappear. Then she could save these victims!

She quietly searched for an exit, only to discover that the pack was structured in a circle. The only exit was in the direction of that crowd.