April, Rongcheng.
The previously clear blue sky suddenly darkened, heavy with ominous, rolling clouds.
A fierce and intense basketball match was underway on the court.
Fang Fengqin raised his head to glance at the sky, a trace of annoyance flashing across his refined and pretty face.
He had always hated rainy days.
“I am done playing.” He tossed the basketball to the person beside him, lifting the hem of his jersey to wipe away his sweat.
This movement revealed a narrow, slender, yet resilient section of pale waist, covered in a thin layer of sweat.
“Young Master Fang, why are you quitting?” His teammates called out from behind to keep him. He waved lazily, turning around and walking toward the locker room.
“Still mad about that punk?” Someone reached out from behind to drape an arm over Fang Fengqin’s shoulder, only to be met with a frowning glare.
It was no wonder people were guessing that way. Fang Fengqin had just gotten into a fight with someone that morning.
“Do not follow me.” Showing his impatience, he strode into the locker room.
The moment the door closed, a rich, fragrant scent suddenly wafted into the tip of his nose.
Fang Fengqin’s sense of smell was much sharper than the average person’s. Any scent felt magnified several times over to him.
This scent meant an Omega was in heat.
He cursed inwardly, touched the loose suppression patch on the back of his neck, and reached out to open the door he had just closed, only to find it locked from the outside.
Someone had deliberately plotted against Fang Fengqin.
Shen Jiyun.
This name flashed through his mind.
The Omega pheromones inside the locker room were growing thicker and stronger.
Yet, unlike other Alphas who would be forced into a rut, Fang Fengqin’s face only grew paler.
A dull pain flared from the withered gland at the nape of his neck, feeling as though it were being carved by a knife.
Flashes of restrained anger filled his eyes as he kicked hard against the wooden door. After a dozen loud crashes, the lock finally broke.
Fang Fengqin covered his nose and rushed outside, but after taking only a few steps, he crashed hard into someone’s embrace.
The person’s rock-hard chest knocked the wind out of him, making him see stars. Looking up with the intent to curse, he met a cold, aloof face with bruised and swollen corners of the lips.
The very same injuries Fang Fengqin had dealt to him that morning.
Enemies truly crossed paths in narrow spaces.
“Are you fucking trying to die?” Just as he was looking for an outlet for all his pent-up fury, this person had delivered himself right to his door.
Fang Fengqin reached out to grab Shen Jiyun’s collar, raising his hand to swing a hard punch at that handsome yet icy-cold face.
However, his wrist was firmly seized by a large, ice-cold palm, rendering him completely unable to move.
It felt like a venomous snake coiling around him, making Fang Fengqin involuntarily shudder.
“Weren’t you fond of that Omega?” Shen Jiyun’s tone was neither warm nor cold.
“Now that he is in heat, you can go right ahead and mark him.”
The man raised a faint smile, his gaze dropping to Fang Fengqin’s flushed lips. His eyes turned gloomy, a flash of disgust hidden within them.
“Lunatic!” Finding the situation absurd, Fang Fengqin knitted his brows and cursed under his breath, struggling hard to shake off Shen Jiyun’s grip.
He could not shake him off.
Shen Jiyun leisurely gripped his wrist, his large hand sliding down to effortlessly cover most of Fang Fengqin’s face.
An indescribable scent drifted to Fang Fengqin’s nose, and he reached out to pull at Shen Jiyun’s hand. “You must not have had enough of getting beaten by me, huh?”
Just as he tried to throw another punch, his movements suddenly staggered.
His vision blurred more and more, and the world seemed to be spinning.
Fang Fengqin slowly lifted his head a beat too late.
Before his consciousness completely faded, he thought he saw an inexplicable smile surface on Shen Jiyun’s deadpan face.
This bastard dared to set me up. Fang Fengqin cursed furiously in his mind. After that, his body completely went limp.
When he woke up again, the sweet peach-scented pheromones were so thick they practically enveloped him.
The Omega in heat was unconscious just inches away from him, his hands and feet tightly bound with rope.
Having inhaled too many pheromones, Fang Fengqin felt entirely lethargic. He felt a large hand grip his neck, mercilessly tearing the suppression patch off the back of his neck.
Calloused fingertips rubbed and ground against his withered gland inch by inch, applying heavy pressure.
“Ah…” Fang Fengqin let out an involuntary cry of pain. His face was flushed with a feverish red and sweat, but it was purely from the agony.
His gland was being wantonly toyed with, carrying a frivolous undertone.
“So ugly.”
The man sank his fingertips into the gland, stimulating him to accelerate into a rut.
“Is an A-grade Alpha’s scent really this weak?” Inhaling the faint white pine scent, Shen Jiyun’s voice carried a low laugh right beside his ear.
The man’s high-bridged nose drew close to his gland, sniffing deeply a few times.
He did not know what he had made Fang Fengqin inhale, but the usually untamable and rebellious Alpha could now only lie limply before him.
Exposing the back of his neck without a shred of dignity, trembling slightly like a drowned dog.
Yet he could only submit as that ice-cold palm caressed his body inch by inch.
Fang Fengqin’s body trembled uncontrollably, soft moans constantly escaping his throat.
Assuming he was about to enter his rut, Shen Jiyun cradled him and walked toward the unconscious Omega on the floor.
He pinched the back of Fang Fengqin’s neck, feeling his burning-hot gland, and raised an eyebrow slightly.
“Bite him, Young Master Fang.” A voice filled with malice drifted over like a ghost. Shen Jiyun curved his lips slightly and murmured, “You will be satisfied with him.”
After all, this was a setup he had meticulously orchestrated; everything had to unfold according to his design.
With the man pinching the back of his neck, Fang Fengqin’s lips brushed against the Omega’s gland. The increasingly intense pheromones assaulted his nervous system.
“Ah… It hurts…” He murmured, instinctively biting down on the Omega’s gland and applying slight pressure, but it only left a red mark behind.
Not a single wisp of pheromone leaked out.
Useless.
Shen Jiyun’s brows furrowed slightly, a trace of impatience flashing in his eyes.
He forced Fang Fengqin’s face to turn toward him, wedging a fingertip between his lips to feel for his canine teeth, but felt only a flat surface.
Fang Fengqin’s previously flushed cheeks were now slightly pale, his cat-like eyes tightly shut as tears welled up.
What Alpha reacted like this when encountering an Omega in heat?
With his plan disrupted, Shen Jiyun’s expression turned gloomy.
He narrowed his eyes and carried the person toward the inner room.
Fang Fengqin was pinned onto the bed, the withered gland at the back of his neck twitching slightly under the man’s gaze.
“Someone has to pay the price.” Shen Jiyun spoke softly to the unconscious person. “Do you not agree?”
He leisurely kneaded and massaged the gland beneath his palm until it grew slightly red, swollen, and puffy.
The instant warm, thin lips pressed against it, Fang Fengqin’s body suddenly tensed, a short, sharp cry spilling from his throat.
“Get out. Get away.”
Intent on tormenting him, Shen Jiyun used his teeth to continuously grind against his rather unattractive gland.
He wondered how this arrogant Alpha, the local tyrant of Rongcheng known as Young Master Fang, would react when he woke up and discovered he had been bitten by another Alpha?
A hint of gloomy madness flashed in Shen Jiyun’s eyes.
He parted his lips and, while Fang Fengqin trembled slightly, bit down heavily without holding back at all.
It wasn’t until he began injecting his pheromones inward that he faintly sensed something was wrong.
There wasn’t a single shred of Alpha pheromones on this person; up until now, all he had smelled was the white pine scent lingering merely on the surface of the gland.
The rumored A-grade Alpha might not actually be true. Shen Jiyun’s gaze flickered.
More and more pheromones were injected. Gradually, a heavy white pine scent filled the room. If Fang Fengqin were awake right now, he would have been shocked speechless.
The pheromones Shen Jiyun released while marking him turned out to be identical to the scent Fang Fengqin projected to the outside world.
A dozen minutes later, someone discovered this scene as the locker room door gently closed once again.
According to Gu Song, when a group of them returned after playing basketball to change clothes, they smelled a strong sweet peach scent even before opening the door.
Along with another presence, one belonging to Fang Fengqin.
The scent of white pine.
“It is my first time smelling white pine this strong.” Gu Song’s tone was weird as he spoke, while his hands continued to peel an apple.
He hadn’t actually finished what he wanted to say. The pheromone pressure back then had been immense, not at all like the mild occasional leaks Fang Fengqin usually exhibited.
Instead, it carried a biting, bone-chilling coldness, followed only then by a hint of slight spiciness.
Fang Fengqin lay in the hospital bed, his complexion pale and his eyes lifeless.
The intense pain at the back of his neck told him that none of this was a dream.
He had been bitten by an Alpha.
Shen Jiyun.
Murderous intent flickered in Fang Fengqin’s eyes.
He wondered if this bastard had discovered anything after biting him.
“Orange, are you really an A-grade Alpha?” Gu Song asked. “Back then, that scent was so strong it made old Song, an S-grade, drop to his knees.”
“Yeah, it is your dad right here. Is the scent authentic or what?” Fang Fengqin was feeling too flustered and irritated to think straight, hurriedly pinching his nose to claim ownership of the matter.
He raised his chin expressionlessly, putting on a haughty, high-and-mighty front.
Gu Song looked like he wanted to say more, stopping himself before handing the lumpy, pitted apple over.
“That Omega has been making a huge fuss ever since he woke up, demanding that you take responsibility for him.”
Fang Fengqin’s expression instantly turned hideous.
“Fuck,” he squeezed out through his teeth, “take responsibility my ass.”
He didn’t even have a single drop of pheromones, and that bite on him had been forced by that animal Shen Jiyun pushing his face down.
That Omega probably didn’t even have a scratch on him; how on earth had he the nerve to ask him to take responsibility?
“Oh right, take off that gland patch so I can apply medicine for you.” Gu Song picked up the medicine nearby and said, “The doctor said you were covering your gland and refusing to let anyone touch it while you were unconscious, digging it until it bled.”
Fang Fengqin’s expression stiffened.
“Look at you, what is a big Alpha protecting his gland for? Wearing a suppression patch all day long. Anyone who didn’t know better would think you were some delicate little Omega.”
“Get out.” Fang Fengqin said coldly.
Gu Song raised his eyes. “Huh?”
“I said get the fuck out!” Fang Fengqin completely lost his temper this time.