Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

Chapter 44 Let the Games Begin

bAubrey’s /bPOV

When I got home, Bailey wasn’t there. Aurelia opened the door herself. The moment she bsaw /bbDad/bb, /bbshe /bpounced on him like a hyena that smelled blood. “Darling, you’ve worked so hard!” she gushedb, /bbher /bbfake /bhug shoving me into the shadows.

That’s fine. I didn’t need that kind of fake warmth anyway.

I stood by and watched their little act with cold eyes. In a month, when the Miguel family officially announces me as their foster daughter, I’ll make sure she learns just how wrong she was–because the stepping stone she trampled will be the one to shatter her spine.

When I tried to leave, Aurelia hurried to block me. There was a sh of malice in her eyes, though her bsmile /bwas sickeningly sweet.

“Aubrey, don’t go yet. Come meet Dr. Jimmy. He’s a well–known mental health expert in several bnearby /bpacks!”

Dr. Jimmy? Jimmy Gordon?! That disgusting predator who used “therapy” as an excuse to assault female werewolves?!

In the living room, a man in a tan cashmere sweater turned and smiled. His eyes–behind gold–rimmed sses–slithered down my neck like a greasy snake tongue. Exactly likest time. In my past life, he’d bburst /binto my room, his scentced with aphrodisiacs, panting as he said, “iGood /iiOmega/ii… /iilet /ithe idoctor /ibicheck /i/bhow iyour /iibody’s /iideveloping/i…”

Back then, when I’d been locked away at home, Aurelia had convinced Dad to bring in a mental health coach. That coach was Jimmy.

Yes, he was technically ia /itherapist and a beta–ranked werewolf warrior–but he was also infamous for being a pervert. Countless female werewolves had been seduced by him during their treatment sessions. Some hadn’t even been adults.

And now that piece of trash was standing in front of me.

“Ms. Aubrey?” He held out his hand. There was a fresh scratch across his knuckles–probably from a recent victim. “I’m your personal mental health coach.”

“Who said you were mine?” I said coldly, ignoring his hand.

Aurelia quickly pulled Dad over, putting on her best worried–mother act. “Aubrey, don’t be difficult. Dr. Jimmy’s here to help you. Your mental state is dangerous right now.”

“You mean I’m dangerous to you.”

Dad didn’t like me calling her “Aurelia,” but she clung to him with a saintly, wronged smile. “Let her bget /bit out of her system… Dr. Jimmy,” she turned to that disgusting man, “please take Aubrey to her room for a private session.”

Private? Session? I could practically hear the venom boiling in her heart. That bedroomb–/bbthere /bbwas /bdefinitely a hidden camera waiting for me. Just like before. She’d drugged meb, /bbhad /bbJimmy /bbtear /bbmy /bbclothes /boff, and then leaked the footage online. The title had burned like a brand. “bFuture /bLuna bof /bbthe /bbMiguel /bFamily Caught on Camera in the Bath!”

b13:56 /bbTue/bb, /bb12 /bbAug /bJJ bD /b

Chapter 44 Let the Games Begin

I sneered and looked at Jimmy. “You want to be my doctor? Fine. Start by bmaking /bme a bcup /bbof /bbhot /bbcoffees /b

“Aubrey!” Dad snapped. “Watch your manners! Dr. Jimmy is a guest!”

I smiled slightly and looked at Jimmy again. He adjusted his ssesb. /bHis fake nice–guy mask was wless. “It’s alright. Teenage girls are often rebellious–I understand.”

He went and poured me a fresh cup of hot coffee.

I epted the delicate porcin cup, then smiled. “You’re right. Girls my age aren’t just rebelliousb… /b

I raised the cup and hurled the scalding coffee straight at his face.

“We’re also aggressive.”

The dark liquid sshed over him like moltenva. His twisted face warped further as steam rose bfrom /bbhis /bblistering skin.

For a moment, everything went still–then came Jimmy’s agonized scream, followed by Dad’s angry iroar/ii. /i

And I? I breathed in the sharp scent of burnt flesh, calm and unshaken, like a wolf licking blood from its fangs.

The game’s started, you filthy scum.

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