Chapter 258
r 258 Fractures
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She set down what she was holding and looked up. Her eyes were clear as glass – seeing him, yet somehow not seeing him at all.
Suppressing the unease that stabbed through him, Henry frowned. “When we used to eat together, you never read over materials. But now, whenever we’re alone, you’re always busy. I can’t even get a word in.”
“…Alright.”
Aubrey obediently set aside her papers. She could have added, This is a crucial stage , or These things matter too much right now . Any explanation at all would have eased him. But she didn’t.
After saying just that one word, she lowered her head and quietly ate.
Her cool, indifferent manner made the irritation in Henry’s chest impossible to suppress. His brows knit sharply, his tone breaking into anger.
“You’re distancing yourself from me, aren’t you?”
Aubrey blinked, taken aback.
“Ever since the second stage trial succeeded, you’ve been pulling away. At the very least, you should tell me what I’ve done wrong!”
For Henry, holding it in this long had already been a miracle.
But as extremes swing into each other, Aubrey met his sudden flare of anger with an almost chilling calm. She didn’t even twitch an eyebrow.
“No.”
Her lashes lowered, her voice steady. “I’m not.”
“Not?!”
His violet eyes burned hotter, his voice rising. “When you were with me before, you were never this cold.”
Every time they’d been alone, Aubrey had turned languid, like a frosty cat that only needed the lightest coaxing before curling up obediently in his arms. But now–even when sitting, she always placed herself across from him.
Aubrey exhaled slowly and looked at him with clear composure. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access s of novels early and in the highest quality.
“Alpha, aren’t you being a little too sensitive?”
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Reborn Omega Avenge Herself Like an Alpha
259 Cracks and Confessions
Third Person POV
“Aubrey!”
Alpha Henry shot to his feet, sparks flaring in his eyes, ready to ignite.
Aubrey leaned back slightly, uneasy.
“Alpha, I think you need to calm down.”
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She pressed her lips together, suddenly weary. She couldn’t bring herself to explain—because any explanation meant touching the truth of her rebirth, reopening old wounds she had no wish to face.
So instead she stood, her voice cold.
“If my presence makes you unhappy, then I’ll just leave.”
“Aubrey!”
Seeing her turn away without even a word of explanation snapped the final thread of Henry’s restraint.
In two strides, he caught her, caging her tightly against the wall in his arms.
This way , at least, she couldn’t escape.
“Running? Not until you answer me!”
His alpha aura surged, wrapping her in a suffocating hold. His face was dark, his tone sharp- but even so, the moment their bodies pressed close, his voice dropped, softening despite his
anger.
His fury always came fast, but in her presence it melted just as quickly. And with all she had endured lately, how could he truly bear to hurt her? He only lashed out because he couldn’t hold it in.
Pinned beneath his gaze, unable to flee, Aubrey had no choice but to meet his eyes.
And in them, beneath the rage, she saw unease. Beneath his forcefulness, she saw caution, fear of losing her. The sight pierced her chest, and she closed her eyes in sudden ache.
If she was honest, perhaps she was the one in the wrong.
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