Chapter 337
The Signal Reaches Henry
Third Person POV
At the base of Roar Mountain.
In the dense forest, the werewolves who had followed Alpha Henry down all gathered together, exhaling in relief. They had only found the corpse of the black–clad werewolf, but no sign of Aubrey.
“Alpha, this man fell to his death. The silver needle in his neck is definitely Ms. Aubrey’s.”
Alpha Henry frowned, saying nothing.
Suddenly Barry stepped forward, yanking a scrap of fabric from the dead man’s hand. He studied it for a moment before exclaiming in shock.
“Alpha, this looks like the material from Ms. Aubrey’s clothes today…”
In an instant, the air froze. If this man had pulled Aubrey down with him before he died…
“Could Ms. Aubrey have fallen too?”
“If that’s the case, it’s over! An omega without a wolf could never survive such an impact…”
Listening to the murmurs, Alpha Henry felt as if his own heart had been yanked tight, so tight it suffocated him.
“Find her…”
His voice was hoarse, as if he could barely breathe. “You must find her! Alive!”
The search party scattered at once, combing through the jungle in a carpet search.
But Alpha Henry’s hands and feet were ice–cold. He couldn’t move at all.
No… impossible.
Aubrey was under the Moon Goddess’s protection. Even something as impossible as rebirth had happened to her. She wouldn’t die so easily.
His Aubrey… she had to be nearby.
“Alpha!”
Barry’s voice rang out, tinged with excitement, making Henry’s heart lurch. “Alpha! Look at this
Chapter 337 The Signal Reaches Henry
-there’s news about Ms. Aubrey!”
He held up his phone, showing a message from Charles.
It said he had received a call from TV host Jack, claiming that a message had come in from Aubrey saying she was trapped on Roar Mountain. He wasn’t sure if it was real or just a prank, so he was calling to confirm.
Henry froze for a moment, then quickly called back. Since Charles didn’t have his number, it was natural that the message had come indirectly through Barry.
After a brief exchange, Alpha Henry was convinced the information was real. Relief swept over him–Aubrey was still alive. But immediately after came a pang of disappointment–he hadn’t been the first person she turned to for help…
Still, this was no time for such thoughts. He asked Charles for the television station’s number and dialed immediately.
As the call connected, he gazed up at the towering cliff wall before him, unease clawing at his chest.
Roar Mountain’s cliffs were treacherous, and this narrow ravine, known as “Heaven’s Rift,” made rescue even harder. If Aubrey was really up there, saving her would be nearly impossible.
The call went through. Hearing Alpha Henry’s voice, the station director rubbed her ear in disbelief, unable to speak for a long moment.
“A… Alpha?”
She was a female werewolf, and her heart pounded wildly. Alpha! The Alpha! The one every she–wolf in the northern packs dreamed of marrying!
She screamed silently inside. When she finally spoke, her voice had dropped nearly an octave.
“Alpha… you…”
She hadn’t even finished before Alpha Henry cut her off.
“I need to speak with the host who made contact with Aubrey.”
The director blinked in surprise, but quickly nodded. “Of course, Alpha.” She sent someone to fetch Jack and explained the situation.
Jack was stunned. He had only contacted Charles out of caution. He never expected to receive a direct call from the Alpha himself.
As soon as Jack appeared, Alpha Henry asked at once, “How can I talk to Aubrey?”
Jack took a steadying breath, calming himself in three seconds. Clearing his throat, he said, “Alpha, something seems to be wrong on Ms. Aubrey’s end. We can’t reach her by phone. But… our program’s interaction runs through a special broadcast channel. Since we received her message, that means we can use the same channel to communicate back.”
“However, I suspect Ms. Aubrey can only reply in text…”
“That’s enough.”
Alpha Henry’s decision was immediate. “You have three minutes. Get everything ready.”