Please, Mark Me Again

Wen Zhiyu has developed a newly discovered condition called Pheromone Resistance Syndrome. Every episode leaves him wishing he were dead. And there is only one way to ease the pain: receiving a temporary mark from a top-tier Alpha whose pheromones are perfectly compatible with his own. So Wen Zhiyu sets his sights on the one person who can save him, Li Qingchi, the cold and ruthless S-Rank Alpha doctor. “Dr. Li, pick one. Be my painkiller… or see tomorrow’s headline: ‘The Eldest Young Master of the Li Family Revealed to Be a Genetic Defect.’” Li Qingchi’s eyes turn dark. “Are you looking to die?” Wen Zhiyu smiles, his eyes curving mischievously. “Why don’t you try me, Doctor Li?” One agreement. One act of coercion. And the two of them are forced into an arrangement neither of them can escape. But every time Li Qingchi treats him, his bite on Wen Zhiyu’s nape is harder and more ruthless than the last, as if silently telling him: Wen Zhiyu, you really are the biggest trouble of my life. After finally being released, Wen Zhiyu rubs the bite mark on his neck and mutters: “These days, why is getting bitten once harder than reaching the heavens?” … Li Qingchi is utterly fed up with this audacious little fox. Every minute of every day, he wishes Wen Zhiyu would disappear from his sight. But the moment he sees Wen Zhiyu smiling brightly at another Alpha, his fingers nearly crush the suppressants in his hand. “Stay away from him. He’s my patient.” The other Alpha raises an eyebrow. “Just a patient?” Li Qingchi doesn’t answer. By the time he finishes dealing with an emergency and returns to the clinic, Wen Zhiyu has already disappeared. With a dark expression, Li Qingchi pushes open the clinic door. Empty. He walks to the window. Down below, beneath the streetlamp, Wen Zhiyu is crouched beside a stray cat, gently feeding it. His profile is soft and tender. And on the back of his neck, the mark Li Qingchi left the night before is still clearly visible. Li Qingchi makes a phone call. The person downstairs answers with a laugh. “Dr. Li, miss me?” “Come upstairs.” “Wasn’t our next marking session tomorrow?” “Now. Immediately.” — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Please, Mark Me Again — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠