Chapter 272

Chapter 272 The Broken Leg
Third Person POV
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When Justin saw the thick wooden staff, his muscles tensed for an instant. But as Aubrey drew closer, a faint fragrance reached him, and suddenly he felt lightheaded, no longer afraid at all.
He was a full head taller than her, and when he lowered his eyes, there was both reverence and madness in his gaze.
A female alpha–so rare, and so coldly beautiful.
His eyes flicked briefly to Alpha Henry standing beside her. If Henry ever discovered Aubrey’s true rank, would he regret letting such an exceptional female werewolf slip through his fingers?
When Henry had gone searching the dungeon for a female alpha, Justin had realized Aubrey was hiding her true identity.
That made this their little secret.
The thought curved his lips into a smirk. He couldn’t stop the thrill racing through him at the idea of conquering Aubrey, of possessing an alpha body like hers. The fantasy was intoxicating.
Aubrey caught the flicker of excitement in his eyes. Her brow knit faintly as a wave of distaste passed through her.
Then, without warning, she swung the iron staff hard against his leg.
The sharp crack rang out, followed by Justin’s muffled groan as he dropped to one knee, clutching his leg, face drained of color as he writhed in pain.
“My son!” Tywin blurted, but when he met Henry’s glacial stare, he didn’t dare rush forward to help.
Aubrey, however, didn’t even lift her brow.
“Mr. Wood, I accept your sincerity,” she said softly with a smile. “The past can be left behind. You can take him home.”
“Yes, yes, thank you, Ms. Mary.”
Tywin’s own face was pale, but his mouth poured out gratitude. A broken leg–suppressed healing or not–was a light punishment, and he knew it. Supporting Justin, he hurried to lead
him out.
As they left, Justin glanced back. Aubrey was smiling as she spoke with Alpha Henry, her eyes
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Chapter 272 The Broken Leg
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In that moment, Justin’s heartbeat quickened. If Aubrey ever looked at him with such eyes, he would gladly die.
Back at the Wood estate, Justin dismissed all the women he had collected. After witnessing the power of Aubrey’s alpha wolf, he suddenly found the omega females he used to toy with unbearably weak, uninteresting, and dull.
Tywin, hearing this, thought his son had finally matured. His chest warmed with relief. “Son, you’ve finally grown up.”
But before his tears of joy could even fall, Justin declared with unwavering certainty:
“Dad, I want to get married.”
“I’m going to marry Aubrey! Gather all the family’s money–I’m going to propose!”
Aubrey, unaware that someone was already drunk on the thought of proposing, was lounging on the sofa, chin in hand, smiling to herself.
That risky endeavor had yielded rich rewards. Bailey was captured, the Wood family had promised free supplies of rare materials, and their research into cracking the Kajit virus would now cost far less.
As for the other scum werewolves, each had paid a heavy enough price. Letting them go was only temporary. When they sinned again, she could have them caught once more, ransom them again. That way, the institute’s cash flow would keep swelling.
Tsk, perfect.
The more she thought about it, the more satisfied she felt. With enough funds behind them, their research could move faster.
But then a shadow flickered in her eyes.
These past days, she had clearly felt something was wrong with her mind. More than anyone, she needed the virus broken quickly…
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