Chapter 170
170 Masks and Malice
Aubrey’s POV
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Fray’s words landed like a hammer, silencing the square in an instant. Every gaze swung toward Mariana- her face had gone pale, the color drained until she looked like a wolf pelt bleached under the moon.
Even Gene, who had been defending her so loudly, stared in open disbelief.
“Mariana, wh–what’s going on?”
Her lips trembled, but no sound came out. I let out a low, cold laugh. “Idiot. Still can’t figure it out? She paid for the core T–flu virus data, then came back here and told you she was that mysterious wolf doctor’s student so you’d carry her along for the ride.”
Truly worthy of respect, these noble beta werewolves–doing something so shameless that even a lowly omega like me wouldn’t stoop to it.”
My mockery brought a flush to every beta face present. They glared at me, but none of them spoke- because what could they say? Admit their own pettiness?
Some of them turned their fury on Mariana instead.
“Slut! No wonder you got demoted–you don’t deserve to be beta!”
“Fraud! Stay an omega forever, that’s all you’re fit for!”
Their words made me frown. I was just about to speak when Fray’s voice came through my still–open phone
line.
“As for you, little one–when I have time, I’ll come visit you at Ocean University. We’ll exchange some ideas.”
“Mm.” I nodded, answering evenly. “We’ll talk when I’m done preparing for my graduate–level skip exams.”
“Good, good. We’ll be in touch once you’re free,” he replied warmly.
I ended the call and looked up to find every pair of eyes fixed on me in shock. Everyone here studied medicine, and all of them had heard of Senior Wolf Doctor Fray’s legendary reputation–his exacting standards, his unyielding manner, the way even his most favored students were held to the highest bar.
Yet here he was, speaking to me with gentleness. Could Alpha Henry really have that much influence? S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access s of novels early and in the highest quality.
No. In front of someone as notoriously temperamental as Fray, only the alpha king’s name carried that kind of weight.
The way they looked at me now was tangled with calculation–after all, anyone would want a connection to a wolf doctor like that.
Mariana chose that moment to drop to her knees again, slamming her head down hard.
“Aubrey… I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me!” Her face was the picture of heartfelt sincerity.
“I’ll do anything you ask, as long as you’ll forgive me!”
“Even if you told me to jump into a pool full of wolf poison right now, I’d do it! I only beg for your
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She all but threw herself into it, bowing over and over.
But was her heart really that noble?
Mariana’s POV
Damn Aubrey That lowly omega actually knows Professor Fray?
When did she meet him? Did the alpha introduce them? How could he be so biased?
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My teeth sank into my lip so hard I nearly drew blood. Every time my head hit the ground, my mind spat curses like venom.
Fine, Aubrey. Fine. You dare push me this far ?
That thing the strange alpha left with me is missing–when he comes asking, I’ll say you took it.
I’ll make him sell you to the poorest werewolf pack, make you the lowest kind of wolf whore. I’ll have you hooked on addictive toxins, crawling at my feet like a dog for life.
I’ll see your family ruined.
I’ll have you passed around by filthy male werewolves, humiliated and trampled for the rest of your days.
With every bow, my hatred and curses dig deeper.
By the end, a sick smile twists my face, and blood seeps from my forehead. My mouth keeps repeating, “Forgive me, Aubrey, but the moment I stand… will be the moment you die.
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forgiveness!”
She all but threw herself into it, bowing over and over.
But was her heart really that noble?
Mariana’s POV
Damn Aubrey! That lowly omega actually knows Professor Fray?
When did she meet him? Did the alpha introduce them? How could he be so biased?
Finished
My teeth sank into my lip so hard I nearly drew blood. Every time my head hit the ground, my mind spat curses like venom.
Fine, Aubrey. Fine. You dare push me this far?
That thing the strange alpha left with me is missing–when he comes asking, I’ll say you took it.
I’ll make him sell you to the poorest werewolf pack, make you the lowest kind of wolf whore. I’ll have you hooked on addictive toxins, crawling at my feet like a dog for life.
I’ll see your family ruined.
I’ll have you passed around by filthy male werewolves, humiliated and trampled for the rest of your days.
With every bow, my hatred and curses dig deeper.
By the end, a sick smile twists my face, and blood seeps from my forehead. My mouth keeps repeating, “Forgive me, Aubrey,” but the moment I stand… will be the moment you die.
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