Chapter 286 The Breaking Point

    Third Person POV

    48 Pearls

    Henry’s skin was bronzed, his shoulders broad, waist narrow. His chest was sculpted, his abs sharply cur every line radiating an Alpha’s strength and dominance.

    Stripped bare, he made no effort to hide the aggression and raw sensuality of his body. His eyes cut across the room, a silent challenge.

    Charles’s frame was no less striking.

    Hecked Henry’s crushing Alpha presence, but every muscle carried fluid definition, shaped by explosive power and wolf–born agility. His skin was paler, but his posture steady as steel. Catching Henry’s gaze, he turned deliberately, his back muscles ring, shoulder des spread like wings of a raptor ready to strike.

    Two bodies, carved in different styles, stood in the same space–charged,petitive, shing in silence. The air thickened again, turning the room into an arena without blows.

    Aubrey’s towel stilled against her damp hair. Her lips twitched, the faintest, almost invisible crack in her

    Then her eyes slid past both men as though they were stone statues. Without a word, she crossed to the sofa, picked up the hairdryer, and switched it on. The whirr filled the room, drowning their disy in indifference.

    Their “contest” dissolved into awkward silence. Henry and Charles tugged their shirts back on, but the taut string between them refused to snap.

    The rest of the afternoon dragged under a storm cloud. Henry tried to speak with Aubrey, but each attempt met either silence or replies so cold they cut deeper than refusal. Charles kept to his role as “friend,” preparing dinner quietly. Yet his very presence was a thorn lodged deep in Henry’s chest.

    By dusk, the warm light spilling through the window painted the apartment in orange. But the glow only sharpened the ice between them.

    Henry could bear it no longer.

    He moved to Aubrey, crouching low before where she curled in the torner of the sofa, her eyes fixed beyond the ss. He tried to catch her gaze.

    “Aubrey…” His voice cracked faintly.

    “Tell me what’s wrong. Let me fix it, I brought the best healer for you–whatever’s haunting you, we’ll cure it. Just tell me, what happened?”

    Aubrey’s body tensed, so subtly it was almost invisible.

    Slowly, she turned her head. Her eyes were void of warmth, dripping with bitter scorn.

    “So that’s it. You think I’m crazy. You think all of this is just madness.” Her voice sharpened to a de, slicing straight into him. “And for this lunatic, you’re so noble, so selfless, staying by my side. How touching, Alpha.”

    Henry flinched, her words hitting harder than a physical blow.

    “Aubrey!” His voice broke, anger surging. He surged upright, Alpha dominance leaking uncontrolled into

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    Chapter 286 The Breaking Point

    the room.

    “What did I do? What mistake did I make, for you to suddenly–so suddenly–treat me like this?

    His anger was raw, confused, pained.

    Aubrey watched him, her expression softening, not with forgiveness but with exhaustion. The sharp edge in her eyes dulled into shadows of sorrow.

    “I’d like to know too,” she whispered. “What did I do wrong… to deserve all of that?”

    Her voice cracked like a small animal crying in the dark, fragile and quiet, yet it struck his heart like thunder.

    He could feel it–the weight she carried was heavier than his frustration, heavier than his confusion. It wasn’t just rejection. It was wounds so deep they threatened to break her.

    And he realized–pressing her harder, venting his rage–would only drive her further from him.

    So he fell silent.

    In the fading light, he stood over her, watching as she folded back into herself, tucking her face against her knees. The wall around her was absolute.

    Henry’s fists unclenched slowly. His eyes flickered with turmoil–anger, helplessness, aching tenderness- until all of it condensed into cold resolve.

    He seized her wrist, his voice t, steady, dangerous.

    “We’re going back to the research institute.”

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