Chapter 237 The Confession
Third Person POV
Aubrey only gave a soft laugh and made no move to resist.
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A beta warrior hurried forward with the thermometer and placed it into her hand. Under the weight
of every eye in the room, Aubrey calmly pressed it to her ear, then without even glancing at the
reading, handed it back.
The beta’s face shifted strangely as he checked the display. “Thirty-six point eight. She doesn’t
have a fever.”
No fever-no infection.
Nathan’s eyes narrowed, flicking from Aubrey to Henry, lingering long enough for a shadow of
calculation to pass over his face. At last, he spoke. “It seems this was all a misunderstanding. I'll
report it as such. As for Ulrich-he’s yours to deal with.”
With that, he and his entourage departed swiftly, unwilling to remain. He knew full well Ulrich
would not leave with him. Better to let Henry vent his rage here than to risk it spilling back into the
royal court.
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The banquet hall seemed to exhale, but the air only grew heavier. A storm pressed at the walls, and
every wolf inside felt the tension clawing at their skin.
Loch’s face was ashen. He had chosen wrongly-stood on the wrong side -and now he would bear
that stain forever. “Henry, it was my fault... | trusted Ulrich. | feared the virus would consFlame
Pack, but | was wrong. And Ms. Aubrey...”
At the sound of her name, Henry snapped out of his frozen shock. He rushed to Aubrey’s side, pulling her tightly
into his arms as if she might
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vanish at any moment. His wound had already closed-no danger of infecting anyone now. But the thought of
what she had just done hollowed his chest with terror.
His jaw locked, his body trembling with a fury that was half fear, half relief. At last his voice broke free, harsh and
deadly. “Seize Ulrich.”
Ulrich tried to flee, but Loch himself caught him without effort. The once-proud alpha thrashed like a trapped
animal, and in that moment Loch realized something chilling: Ulrich’s alpha strength was gone.
He had lost it.
Fear jolted through Loch’s veins, but there was no tto question. Perry stormed in, gagging Ulrich and
dragging him across the floor like a beaten cur. No one dared object.
As for Waylon, he was hauled away by Henry's men. No one asked what fate awaited him. Whatever the Miguel
family chose to do was their right alone.
In the carriage back, silence pressed between them like a third passenger.
Henry's fists clenched, opened, clenched again, sweat shining on his brow. His lips parted, but the words stuck
like knives in his throat.
At last, Aubrey laughed softly, the sound brittle, and nodded at him as though indulging a child. “Yes. I'm
infected too. Now we're truly bound,
aren’t we?”
“Aubrey!!”
Henry's eyes widened, horror twisting his face. His voice broke, desperate, his whole body taut with panic. “Don’t
you dare say that! Don’t—don’t joke
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Part of him still clung to hope-clung to the thought that she must have taken ssecret antidote,
simmunity draught. There had to be an explanation.
But Aubrey, lips curving in a weary, bitter smile, shook her head. Her voice carried no trace of
playfulness. “I’m not joking. I really am infected.”
“Aubrey...” Henry’s voice cracked, anguish pouring out of him. His hands clamped down on her
shoulders, eyes wild, begging. “Tellyou’re fine. Please. You're not burning, you're not weak. You
can’t be sick! Say it— you're fine, aren’t you?!”
For once, Aubrey didn’t deflect. She leaned into him, resting against his chest, her voice a fragile
whisper.
“pid 1 ever tell you?”
She stifled a yawn, her eyelids lowering, her voice soft as a lull.
“My body is... different. Harmful things always take longer to affect me. The Kajit virus... is no
exception.”
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