Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57 Not at Work, Fighting.

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While Julian dealt with the killers in the black market, Helen Rockefeller’s hovercar arrived smoothly at: vast estate surrounded by lush greenery and a blue lake.

Moonshade Recovery Estate.

It had been founded by the Ashford family and was the preferred place for retired officers, injured soldiers, aging scientists, and political figures to recover, heal, or spend their later years.

As the Ashford heir, Orion had naturally been transferred from the Imperial Military Medical Center to Moonshade two days earlier.

To outsiders, that looked like a signal.

He was preparing to step back.

What exactly is Lord Helen trying to do?”

Ethan Cross frowned at the video spreading wildly across StarNet.

‘He publicly announced your condition, said he would do everything possible to treat you, and emphasized that you were the one who ended the engagement unilaterally.”

For a moment, Ethan felt as if Helen had become a stranger.

The general had never planned to hide his injuries.

But a shattered psychic sea and the inability to summon a spirit form-should that kind of news not com from the general himself?

More importantly, after General Lucien Ashford died in battle, Orion had become commander in cer both the Second and Third Legions.

Countless people in the empire wanted a piece of him.

If the legions heard now that Orion’s psychic sea was broken and his spirit form was gone more would definitely shake

“Ignore hum

On the hospital bed, Orion was playing with his wrist terminal Helens bis havsou did not surprise him of

all

In fact, dus probably was not Helen’s idea alone

His father, Orlan Rockefeller

Prince Harold Mulholland

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They were likely involved too.

To ambitious people like them, Orion, with a ruined psychic sea, already looked close to death.

They were getting ready to divide the power in his hands.

Outside the room, medical staff suddenly began cheering.

The person they were welcoming was Helen Rockefeller.

Orion did not look up.

Because his wrist terminal finally received a reply from a certain little Omega.

Julian: “Not working. Fighting.”

Julian: “Little black cat swiping wildly.jpg”

Orion said, “?”

A long silence followed.

Julian did not send another message.

Orion’s green eyes narrowed.

He looked at Ethan.

‘Find Julian.”

In the East District black market, metal oil hung thick in the air.

Wild neon reflected off a man’s smile mask.

His mask was black, with white lines outlining the features.

It was the reverse of the other smile masks, and that made it look even more twisted

I thought killing him would be like stepping on an ant Turns out the ant had surprises fudden everywhere. What a problem. I’m almost reluctant to kill him now

The super beside him glanced over, tear thickering through his eyes

Whenever then boss showed dus kind of interest in someone the Langet i ver coded well

“Boss, do you need cover from the sideh

“No.”

The man in the black smile mask kept one hand in his pin ket and rolled bus sick und in cracked

A black Rottweiler slowly appeared beside his foot

Chapter 57 Not at Work, Fighting

Clearly, the black-masked man was no Beta.

He was a true Alpha.

“Let’s go catch the kitten.”

Julian had just replied to Orion’s messages when danger closed in.

He switched off the wrist terminal and left his original position almost instantly.

At the same moment, a pitch-black Rottweiler appeared where he had been standing.

Its body swelled from the size of an ordinary dog to nearly the size of a calf in the blink of an eye.

Julian narrowed his eyes.

One glance told him what it was.

An Alpha’s spirit form.

Its rank was about the same as Cole’s.

No.

Maybe even slightly higher than Cole’s brown bear.

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