Reborn Omega Avenge Herself Like an Alpha novel Chapter 110

Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alphe

Chapter 110 Breaking Point

Henry’s POV

Another brutal clash had finally come to a halt. The heavy stench of blood and iron still clung to the air. seeping into every inch of dirt beneath our feet. After hastily clearing the battlefield and tending to the wounded groaning in pain, I dragged my nearly broken body into the shadows of the temporary tem.

Truthfully, I’d long given up hope for reinforcements.

The neighboring packs were terrified of the T–flu outbreak. They stayed far away from this hellhole. No one dared come near. And Shadowmoon Pack was thousands of kilometers away–even if I sent orders, it would take too long for them to get here.

Distant water can’t put out a nearby fire. I had to make do with the forces I had.

Luckily, after I stepped in, Stella Pack’s situation had stabilized for now. We managed to preserve the core strength of their werewolves. But the worst part–news had just broken that the alpha King had fallen seriously ill. Southern werewolves immediately began to stir, gathering their forces to strike here.

Like beasts smelling blood, they went mad trying to seize this land. They destroyed werewolf hospitals, slaughtered skilled healers, and completely halted the development of a cure for the T–flu. More and more werewolves were getting sick. The situation was rapidly spiraling out of control.

I hadn’t really slept in five days.

That’s when I got a private message. I glanced at it–and bolted upright.

“Aubrey borrowed a plane from Mateo?!”

Even with my eyes closed, I knew which regions were under flight restrictions right now. If she borrowed a plane, was she… coming to find me?–

The thought sent a wave of pure joy through me. Then rage. Then dread.

She wouldn’t actually come here, would she?

“She’s lost her damn mind! An omega like her would die out here!” my wolf, Callen roared in my head.

I gripped the comm device, dialing over and over. Nothing went through. Shadowmoon Pack’s communications were being jammed–unstable and choppy.

Damn it! That message was from days ago. If she really was coming, she’d already be here!

“Cam!” I barked into the comm.

“Alpha,” he answered quickly, rushing into the tent.

I snapped out the order. “Take a team and go watch the Moro River forest. If you spot Aubrey, get her out of here safely–no matter what!”

Cam froze. “Alpha, your personal guard has already been dispatched. For your safety, I can’t

e your side.

“I’m ordering you to go! That’s a direct command!”

I lost it and shouted. Too many beta–level werewolves had died in this chaos. She absolutely could not be

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Chapter 110 Breaking Point

here. It was far too dangerous.

“…Yes, Alpha.”

Cam gave in, but I heard him mutter as he left the tent-

“Just another omega here to cause trouble…

I grabbed the military canteen on the table and threw it at the wall. The warped metal slammed into the canvas with a bang. All the guards tensed.

They didn’t understand. The omega who always kept her distance, always refused me—she came here for

1. me.

Aubrey’s POV

“Clear.”

I emerged from the Moro River, water dripping off me, and heard Ella murmur in my mind. Her instincts were beastlike–if danger were nearby, she’d sense it before I could.

I climbed up onto the riverbank. This was already Shadowmoon Pack territory.

After splitting from Woods and the others, I took the water route in. Traveling by land was too dangerous. There were werewolf skirmishes everywhere–fighting within Shadowmoon Pack and attacks from southern wolves trying to take advantage of the chaos.

I kept walking until a poor village came into view. The only electrical appliance here was a single lightbulb. And since they were near the Moro River, the whole village had fallen ill. It looked like a ghost town.

The first werewolves infected with the T–flu had gotten sick from drinking that river water.

I wasn’t worried because I understood the T–flu better than any of them. It was a’synthetic virus. Its biggest weakness was its low activity–it couldn’t survive in water for more than four days without treatment.

But once inside a werewolf’s body, it became stubborn and invasive. It attacked the self–healing ability and didn’t stop until the host was dead.

If I remembered right, back then, Stella Pack had lost tons of lives to the virus. The South took over their territory effortlessly in the end.

I kept moving. The remaining werewolves in the village didn’t even look at me. Skin and bones, they lay inside houses or slumped on the road. They were burning up with fever, too weak to move. When they were hungry, they chewed on leaves and grass. When they were thirsty, they drank from the river. If they couldn’t move at all, they just waited to die.

In just one month, half the village was already gone.

“Oh, Moon Goddess…” Ella sighed in my mind, filled with sorrow.

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