Chapter 307
A Bitter Realization
Third Person POV
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So in her past life, Alpha Henry must have chosen the same for the sake of all the wolves of the North Continent, he would have sent her to the live experiments.
Aubrey let out the faintest laugh, then turned away.
John frowned at her, confused, “What are you laughing at? Do you think the choice 1–or Alpha -would make is wrong?”
Without looking back, Aubrey replied lightly, “Nothing.”
Logically, she had no grounds to blame them.
Compared to the lives of tens of thousands of wolves, even an alpha’s life seemed small. And in their eyes, she had only ever been an omega without a wolf. That made her all the more insignificant.
But still… her heart clenched painfully.
Back in that dreadful place, she had prayed so foolishly to the Moon Goddess again and again, begging for Alpha Henry not to be infected with the Lupine Virus.
And in this life, to save him, she had willingly infected herself, willingly stepped into the role of a living test subject, reliving all the agony she had suffered before.
Aubrey suddenly laughed aloud, the sound sharp with irony. She felt ridiculous, and at the same time, utterly wretched.
Why had Alpha Henry treated her that way? If he had simply told her the North Continent needed her to save it, would she have refused?
She might not have awakened her wolf then, but she had always believed herself a warrior. She would have gone to her death with honor!
Not imprisoned in secret, not reduced to a test subject, not dying humiliated and powerless!
After that exchange, Aubrey grew colder and more distant toward Alpha Henry. He was left utterly bewildered. But he knew she was already suffering enough with the experiments. He could no longer bring himself to intrude. The only thing he could do was wait and keep her
company.
From then on, John hardly ever saw Aubrey in the lab. The few times they crossed paths, she gave him no chance to show off. That only hardened his conviction: Aubrey was useless here,
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The only reason she was allowed near the experiments was because of Alpha’s favoritism.
Every Werewolf Doctor working on the Kajit virus was granted one rest day per month. After more than half a month of exhausting work, John finally got a day off. He wandered the lab, exploring every place he was allowed. Only the live experiment wing was off limits. Aubrey was nowhere to be found.
“Tch. Skipping out again,” John muttered with disdain. His gaze shifted to the sealed doors of the live experiment room, his eyes full of respect. That wolf–the one who had volunteered to endure such torment–was the one who truly deserved admiration.
As for that lazy omega? She was nothing but dead weight, slowing the progress of the trials.
With that thought, John left the lab to find Mariana. She had approached him not long after returning to the Shadowmoon Pack, asking him to plead with Alpha to restore her beta rank. He had promised, but his workload had left him no time.
When he saw her now, she looked even more worn down. Guilt rose in his chest.
But Mariana comforted him instead. “John, I know you’re working with all your strength to cure the Kajit virus. My matter isn’t urgent.”
That only made John admire her composure all the more. “Don’t worry, Mariana. I’ll help you. Alpha is just blinded by that omega for now. One day, he’ll realize your worth.”
Mariana nodded with gratitude, never once mentioning the things she had done in the past.
They chatted for a while longer before John suddenly asked on a whim, “By the way, Mariana- do you know how skilled Aubrey really is in medicine? Why does everyone in the lab say she’s the one leading the project?”