Chapter 4 No More Tolerance
Aubrey’s POV
My blunt words hit like a woll’s claw; they tore straight through Bailey's false facade.
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Her pupils contracted sharply, but she recovered quickly; her expression softened into one of wounded
innocence, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
“Aubrey, | didn’t mean that... look at you, you're all hurt. Don’t push yourself; go rest. There are so many people
here... if Alpha sees you like this, he'll be upset.”
In the past, at the mere mention of displeasing Henry, | would have chosen to stay quiet.
But not now. If | didn’t clear things up in front of everyone, by tomorrow the entire Shadowmoon Pack would
think | had betrayed the Alpha and slept around with other werewolves.
Suppressing the waves of weakness in my body, | forced a cold smile.
| “Well, I'm upset too. The Miguel family hosts a banquet, and two horny Beta werewolves try to kill me. barely
escaped with my life-yet here you are, twisting the truth to smear me. You really do care about me, dear sister.”
Bailey stared at me, stunned; it was as if my words had left her speechless.
My father rushed over in a single bound, his voice urgent. “What? Someone dared to try to kill you-in the Alpha’s
house? Who?”
My stepmother, Aurelia Lynn, followed close behind, smiling as she spoke. “Jax, don’t listen to Aubrey’s
nonsense. She must've been off fooling around. This is the Alpha’s house-who would dare commit murder here?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey'd have a death wish.”
The implication was clear: I'd gotten myself into this mess while “playing around,” and now | was making up a
story to cover my shame.
| looked at her coldly. How delightful... we meet again.
Dark, painful memories flashed through my mind; my gaze grew even icier.
“Mother, you really shouldn't say things like that. If you tarnish my reputation, you'll be dragging Alpha’s name
down with it too. How weak must Alpha be, forto throw him aside and go sleep with slesser werewolf?”
That one line-“dragging Alpha’s ndown“-instantly flustered Aurelia. She quickly said, “Hey, what are you
talking about? | was just concerned for you! | was worried your foolish behavior might bring shto Alpha.
Look at you now-who knows what nonsense you've gotten into again?”
As if | were swild, disobedient child who was always getting into trouble.
But no one knew-Id grown up under my stepmother’s hand; her cruelty had left deep scars on my heart. And
since I'd never awakened my wolf, even when | excelled in Omega-level warrior training, | had never dared to
oppose her. Over time, my spirit had weakened to the point where anyone could walk all over me.
But now, reborn from the depths, | had nothing left to fear.
“Thank you for your concern.”
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Chapter 4 No More Tolerance
| glanced down at myself; a cold smile tugged at my lips.
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It was early spring and bitterly cold. | was drenched and filthy-yet they paraded their so-called concern, twisting
the truth from the moment | arrived.
“So this is your version of concern-watchingcrawl in half-dead, saying nothing about the attack I. barely
escaped, and instead helping Bailey fling mud at me. Your concern is... rather terrifying.”
My words showed no mercy; each one hit its mark. Both Aurelia and Bailey's faces darkened.
Bailey looked at me, her expression
pitiful. “Aubrey! Are you delirious
Mother meant no har how ona you
shy Suchitfings? She's always
treated you so well... if you act like
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The moment she mentioned being
laughed at, my father snapped back
to reality. Seeing the cows Bled
gfengeshhé lew anxious and quickly
said, “Bailey is right. Aubrey, how can
you be so rude? Apologize to your
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They say the crying child gets the milk. I, on the other hand, had been the good, quiet one-and had paid for it
with my life in my past life, crushed beneath this mother and daughter.
But this life? | wouldn't tolerate it anymore.
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