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Reborn Omega: Avenge Herself Like an Alpha

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Chapter 336 Distress Signal

Third Person POV

Actually, it was pointless to think too much.

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This place was remote, the terrain strange. Even if a werewolf managed to find her, rescuing her

would be nearly impossible.

And for sreason, she couldn’t use her psychic link to reach anyone. Maybe they were too far

away? Or perhaps the landscape itself was interfering?

Aubrey didn’t really understand, but to avoid clinging to false hope and to keep her mind clear, she

pressed her lips together, pushed aside distracting thoughts, and began replaying the experimental

data she had studied earlier that day.

“The first group’s cell viability data showed that after introducing the inhibitor, the proliferation

rate within twenty-four hours dropped from 0.78 to 0.34, while the control group remained at

around 0.81. The second group’s gene expression profile revealed that the marker gene CXCR4 was

upregulated by 3.5 times, but the activity of apoptosis-related protein Caspase-3 actually

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decreased by forty percent. The third group’s metabolite concentration measurements showed

lactate secretion spiking to 15.6 mmol/L within six hours, far exceeding the normal threshold of 8.2

mmol/L...”

Gradually, she forgot her fear, and even the cold seemed less biting, as numbers and figures spun

and shifted in her mind.

The heavy clouds slowly thinned, and pale moonlight spilled gently onto the small ledge.

The slender girl leaned back against the cliff wall, her wolf-like eyes calm and steady. It was as if even if death

itself arrived, she would face it without fear.

Suddenly, a short ringtone shattered Aubrey’s concentration.

She froze for a moment before realizing what it was. Under the moonlight, her night blindness eased somewhat.

Following the sound, Aubrey felt around her body and pulled out the old phone she had found earlier. Her eyes lit

up in surprise.

It still worked?

But reality struck hard a moment later. The phone couldn’t make calls, yet it hadn't completely lost its functions.

Its owner had set it to receive a scheduled late-night broadcast. It was an old- fashioned model with a built-in

radio-like feature, so even if it couldn't place calls or send texts, it could still tune in.

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Aubrey hesitated for a moment, then carefully typed a short message into the channel. Holding her breath, she

waited to see if it would send.

At that exact time, on the giant central screen of Shadowmoon Pack’s largest mall, host Jack White was reading

the nightly news. Normally, this late-night segment didn’t cover anything major-mostly gossip and light chatter.

Dressed in a crisp suit with an earpiece in place, his pleasant voice carried the opening lines of the broadcast.

Suddenly, his eyes sharpened, drawn to a message flashing in the control panel. It was an anonymous

submission.

Late-night news often encouraged interaction to boost ratings, but the show had just started. He hadn't even

opened the audience line yet. So how had a message already cthrough?

He almost ignored it, but the lone message was too conspicuous. Curiosity got the better of him.

Clicking it open, he froze, eyes widening. “What the hell...”

The message read: “I’m Aubrey of Shadowmoon Pack. Please send help. I'm trapped halfway down

Roar Mountain. | don’t know my exact location, but I’m about to fall-maybe in an hour, maybe in

minutes.”

Another message popped up immediately after.

Jack clicked again. This tit read: “Please contact Officer Charles of the Werewolf Security

Division, or Alpha Henry. If you can reach Alpha Mateo, that works too.”

His breath caught for a moment.

Of course he knew what those names meant. But... was this real? Or just a sick prank?

He hesitated, then tried to call back using the source number. But the line wouldn’t connect.

“This is definitely a prank. Forget it!” the producer snapped. “Just keep reading the news.”

“Alright...” Jack answered, forcing himself to push the messages from his mind and continue the

broadcast.

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