280 Breakfast
Third Person POV
With Charles’s quiet comfort, Aubrey’s emotions finally settled a little.
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Thank the Moon Goddess, you’re all right. You scaredhalf to death just now. Ella sighed in relief
within her mind.
“Sorry,” Aubrey murmured. She hadn’t even known what cover her. The moment she’d begun
suspecting that Alpha Henry had provided protection for that secret facility in her past life, her
emotions had spiraled out of control.
She had tried to contain it, but quickly realized she couldn’t. If she didn’t vent somehow, she would
lose control and lash out at those around her.
So she had chosen to leave, abandoning the car, shifting into her wolf form, running until her
strength gave out. Only then had she turned back into a human, exhausted, sitting by the river in a
daze.
By then she’d calmed some, but she knew she still couldn’t face Alpha Henry. Seeing him would
have pushed her back over the edge. That was why, when Charles appeared, she had gone with him.
She exhaled slowly, lifted a hand, and patted his shoulder. “I’m fine now. You can let go of me.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt her words, embarrassment flickered across Charles's face. He quickly released her, but the warmth of her
body and the faint, cool fragrance of herbs lingered against him. Retreating a step, he found himself strangely
restless, his ears tinged red.
“You're sure you're all right? Should I call a therapist for you?” he asked, forcing himself to bury the thoughts
running astray.
Aubrey rubbed at her temples. The stabbing pain in her head was already fading. “No need. | can handle it.
myself.”
“...All right.” Charles pressed his lips together. He wanted to keep talking, but what was there to say? Ask why
she had fought with the alpha? Ask what had happened in the short the'd been gone, what had hurt her so
badly?
They weren't close enough for those questions. And with Aurelia and Bailey tangled between their families, the
tension between the merchants and the Lin family was at its peak.
He ran a hand down his face. “I'll make you
breakfast.”
As he walked into the kitchen, Aubrey leaned back on the sofa, her eyes following his tall, straight figure, lost in
thought.
Soon the sounds of running water and chopping drifted from the kitchen. The air gradually filled with the scent of
cooking food.
Aubrey was still a little dazed when she heard a faint hiss of annoyance-water had splashed somewhere. Looking
up instinctively, she saw/Charles peel off his damp shirt and toss it onto a chair.
His shoulders were broad, his back smooth and muscled, not overdone but taut with quiet strength. Each small
movement made his muscles shift and flex, sweat sliding down the line of his spine into his waistband, catching
the morning light with a healthy sheen.
1313 Wed, 17 Sept
Chapter 280 Breakfast
Aubrey froze, blinking. Wow.
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“Tsk tsk, who would’ve guessed? This beta’s body is pretty well built,” Ella whistled in her mind.
“Those lines
he definitely trains regularly.”
Aubrey snapped back to herself, heat rising in her cars. She jerked her gaze away, but after a
heartbeat, her eyes flicked back sideways, stealing another glance. Yes... definitely well built.
Charles seemed oblivious, focused entirely on the pan in front of him. His movements were
practiced, as though he cooked often. Before long, he carried out two plates, only to catch Aubrey
quickly turning her face aside, her expression stiff.
He paused, then glanced down at his bare chest. Realization hit, and a touch of awkwardness
crossed his face. He cleared his throat lightly. “Sorry, my shirt got wet just now...”
“It’s fine,” Aubrey cut in quickly, her voice sharper than usual. “Breakfast smells good.”
Watching her force composure, Charles’s lips curved faintly. He set the plates down. “It’s nothing
fancy. I just hope it suits your taste.”
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