Chapter 297 The Therapist’s Question
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For as long as John could remember, the werewolf he admired most was his cousin—Alpha Henry.
Second only to him was Mariana, the beta she–wolf who had once saved Henry’s life as a child. Without her bravery, his cousin would have been long dead.
But now, after only three or four years away traveling, everything had changed.
Mariana had been demoted to an omega. And Alpha Henry… he showed extreme favoritism toward that omega named Aubrey.
Back when John left the Shadowmoon Pack, Henry had treated Aubrey with utter indifference.
So John became convinced: Aubrey must have struck a deal with the dark witch. She must have given Henry some strange potion or charm to make him so obsessed with her.
That was why, ignoring his parents‘ objections, he had thrown himself into this medical research team.
He needed to uncover what Aubrey had done. More than that–he intended to make her fall for him, only to throw her aside and force Henry to cast her out of the Shadowmoon Pack.
After leaving theb, Aubrey received a psychic message from Adelyn asking her to return. She wanted to introduce her to someone.
On the way back, Aubrey happened to pass the group dispersing from the family meeting. The Miguel elders brushed by her, their gazes full of scorn and contempt.
Aubrey didn’t care. Henry’s condition was a closely guarded secret, and none of them knew. And to protect her as an omega, the fact that she was leading the Kajit virus antidote research had also been kept hidden. To the outside world, it was Xavier, the old wolf doctor, who was believed to be in charge.
Still, she thought she heard them mention Bailey and the Fog Pack. Could it be that the Fog Pack had finally sent someone to ransom Bailey?
Her steps faltered for a moment before she continued forward, heading straight to Adelyn.
“Aubrey, let’s go.”
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Adelyn took her hand and led her into a quiet, sunlit room where a young man sat reading.
He wore light–colored casual clothes and a beige knit scarf, with the air of a schr.
“Hello, you must be Aubrey? I’m Wemble, your psychological healer.”
When he turned to face her, he exuded a calm, distant serenity and refined grace.
Aubrey narrowed her eyes slightly.
Sensing her uncase, Adelyn quickly smiled. “Aubrey, Mr. Wemble may be young, but he’s a renowned therapist, and his character is impable. I want you to feel free to speak openly with him. Don’t keep everything bottled up. He will help you…”
She drew Aubrey aside, whispering, “If you don’t like him, it’s fine. I know other healers too.”
Seeing the concern in Adelyn’s eyes, Aubrey could only nod, forcing herself to rx.
“Alright. Thank you.”
Relief softened Adelyn’s face. “About what the Miguel family is handling right now, and your and Henry’s conditions–Mr. Wemble already knows. You don’t have to hide anything. Just be. at ease, alright?”
So Wemble was trusted that much by the Miguel family?
Aubrey gave another nod. “Alright. I’ll speak with him properly.”
When the room fell quiet again, Aubrey sat across from Wemble. He smiled. “No need to be so formal. Just think of this as a chat.”
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Sensing her guardedness, Wemble kept his voice light. “Anything at all. Whatever you feel like telling me.”
His calm, steady smile carried a strangefort, as if following him would never lead one astray.
But Aubrey’s tone remained cold. “And if I don’t feel like saying anything?”
Wemble arched a brow. “Then we can switch it around. I ask, you answer?”
“My answers could be silence–or lies?”
His light brown eyes warmed with a gentle smile. “Of course. Here, you have absolute freedom. So… shall we begin?”
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Wemble nodded, his tone casual, almost disarming. “Then let me ask the first question. Ms. Mary, when was yourst sexual experience?”
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