A Scummy Alpha and An Award-Winning Omega Actress Fell in Love After an Arranged Marriage - Chapter 16

The night was as dark as ink, with a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Sheng Lan arrived at the suburban villa just before midnight. As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw Lu Xueyin lying on the floor.

Defenseless, like a delicate rose with softened thorns, waiting to be plucked.

Moonlight seeped through the gaps in the curtains, casting a glow over her.

The deep blue silk nightgown accentuated her pale, cool-toned skin, while the crescent moon tugged at the straps of her dress, draping the icy elegance with a layer of alluring color.

Soft and tempting.

Up close, Sheng Lan could hear the faint moans escaping Lu Xueyin’s throat.

It was the sound of restraint finally crumbling, a helpless whimper slipping past her damp, red lips.

For an Alpha, this was an immense trial.

Especially for an Alpha in her Susceptibility Period.

But Sheng Lan remained entirely unaffected.

Because she was wearing a gas mask.

This absurd yet necessary measure had its origins two hours earlier.

Two hours ago, she had dreamed that she was the scumbag Alpha in a yuri ABO novel. Dissatisfied with her family’s arranged marriage, she had taken out her anger on her spouse, Lu Xueyin.

On their wedding day, she had gone out to party, leaving Lu Xueyin alone in their empty new home.

Located in the suburbs, the house was isolated, making it unsafe for Lu Xueyin to stay there alone. To make matters worse, the scumbag Alpha’s friends had claimed they were helping her “teach Lu Xueyin a lesson.”

Before Lu Xueyin moved in, they had sprayed a colorless, odorless Inducer into the humidifier for three days straight. The entire house had been thoroughly saturated lingering inside for too long would induce a heat.

They had even cut off Lu Xueyin’s escape routes, threatening her family and confiscating her phone to prevent her from contacting anyone outside. They claimed the scumbag Alpha wanted to spend the night with her.

Believing this to be the scumbag Alpha’s scheme, Lu Xueyin had endured the discomfort, relying only on Inhibitors to alleviate her symptoms.

What she didn’t know was that the Inhibitors at home had also been replaced with Inducers. The more she sprayed, the more intense her heat symptoms became.

In the original novel, the scumbag Alpha never returned that night, leaving Lu Xueyin to suffer until dawn. The ordeal left her with Pheromone Imbalance Syndrome, causing her pheromones to leak uncontrollably and severely damaging her career.

Instead of feeling remorse, the scumbag Alpha had humiliated her, calling her a dirty woman who slept her way to success.

During their marriage, she had abused Lu Xueyin, obsessing over her resistance. After forcibly Marking her multiple times, a particularly violent conflict had led the scumbag Alpha to angrily gouge out Lu Xueyin’s gland, leaving her permanently disabled.

Sheng Lan crouched down and fitted Lu Xueyin with a gas mask, covering her peach-blossom face. Then, she wrapped her in a trench coat and carried her out of the “poisoned” room.

The thin coat created distance between them.

But Lu Xueyin seemed determined to shatter that sense of security, testing Sheng Lan’s resolve.

It was like wandering in a desert for ages, finally spotting an oasis only to find an invisible barrier blocking the way.

She could smell the sweetness of the water, see its clarity, but not a single drop reached her lips.

Amidst her fragmented, pained moans, a hint of grievance crept in.

Sheng Lan remained unmoved, her heart as hard as iron.

Once in the car, she sprayed Lu Xueyin with Inhibitors, then ordered the driver to head to the hospital.

The partition between the front and back seats was up, the windows tightly shut. The small, enclosed space filled with the cold fragrance of the Inhibitors.

It created an illusion as if removing the mask now would be safe.

But Sheng Lan had no intention of becoming the “scumbag Alpha” who died the fastest. So she grabbed a fresh bottle of Inhibitors and sprayed herself liberally.

After that, her heart was as calm as still water.

Even if ten top-tier Omegas were to seduce her right now, she could remain unmoved.

Then she lowered her head and met Lu Xueyin’s gaze.

Lu Xueyin’s eyes were a clear, gentle green, carrying the warmth of early spring.

But now, they brimmed with humiliation, anger, and the lingering fear after despair. The heat of her estrus had been suppressed, covered by a thin layer of frost distant yet fragile enough to shatter at a touch.

It struck Sheng Lan right in the heart.

Her voice softened involuntarily. “Don’t be afraid. We’re on our way to the hospital.”

Lu Xueyin closed her eyes and ignored her.

Sheng Lan blinked, guessing that perhaps Lu Xueyin didn’t recognize her because of the mask.

Just as the atmosphere in the car was about to freeze over, Lu Xueyin mustered all her strength and spat out, “I don’t accept multiple Markings. Let me out.”

Some people were born comedians.

Like Sheng Lan.

Her first reaction to those words was: Damn, this lady’s imagination is wild.

Thankfully, she held it back.

Lu Xueyin couldn’t see her expression of barely restrained words, but from her demeanor, she could guess Sheng Lan was struggling. Her response was a mocking, disdainful scoff.

She didn’t want to keep lying on Sheng Lan’s lap. Despite several attempts to sit up, she failed, and the friction only made it seem like she was deliberately stirring up trouble.

Seeing how weak she was, Sheng Lan helped her up and settled her into the seat beside her.

Lu Xueyin still demanded to stop the car.

The estrus induced by the Inducer was unusually intense.

A single external Inhibitor could only cool her body and grant her brief clarity.

In this state, if Sheng Lan really let her out, the consequences for Lu Xueyin would be far worse than in the original story.

And Sheng Lan would probably be blamed for it, accused of deliberately abandoning an Omega in heat on the streets, leaving her to be taken advantage of by countless strangers.

Sheng Lan turned slightly. “Forgive the intrusion.”

She pulled off Lu Xueyin’s coat and wrapped it around her again, bundling her arms inside and tying the belt behind her back before fastening her seatbelt.

This way, even if Lu Xueyin mustered the strength again, she wouldn’t be able to open the door and jump out.

Once done, Sheng Lan ignored Lu Xueyin’s dagger-like glare and leaned back in her seat.

The gas mask she wore was a simple filtration model, effective for thirty minutes to an hour.

She could already faintly smell the rose-like Pheromones, its protective effect was weakening.

Sheng Lan quietly moved further away from Lu Xueyin.

When the scent of May roses became impossible to ignore, she sprayed another bottle of Inhibitor and urged the driver to hurry.

Amid her urging, Lu Xueyin demanded that she Mark her.

Sheng Lan: ?

Lu Xueyin’s voice was soft.

The mask covered her entire face, leaving only a pair of hazy, peach-blossom eyes filled with tender longing as they locked onto Sheng Lan.

Too bad.

Today, Sheng Lan had no desire to Mark only a strong will to survive.

She sighed. “I’d love to help, but I’m a fake Alpha. I can’t Mark.”

Lu Xueyin’s body stiffened almost imperceptibly, her seductive gasps pausing for a brief moment.

Sheng Lan didn’t notice, scooting closer to the car door again.

Lu Xueyin’s breathing grew heavier.

Even from a distance, it was as clear as a whisper in Sheng Lan’s ear.

She unlocked her phone to check the time.

The trip from the suburbs to the city would take about an hour.

Both she and Lu Xueyin had millions of fans in the entertainment industry, so they couldn’t just go to any hospital. They were headed to a private hospital owned by a friend, which would take an hour and a half.

She had already made an appointment before leaving. They had about ten minutes left.

Sheng Lan didn’t hesitate to open another bottle of Inhibitor, spraying it into the empty space.

It must have been effective because Lu Xueyin quieted down.

Her legs subtly retreated beneath her trench coat.

Only then did Sheng Lan sense a trace of cuteness from her.

The moment this thought arose, the fate of the scumbag Alpha from the novel flashed through her mind.

After having her gland dug out, Lu Xueyin’s patience with the scumbag Alpha reached its limit. She exposed the reasons she was forced into marriage and the details of the abuse she endured after, shocking the entire internet.

The scumbag Alpha was ruined, and the Sheng family was bankrupted by Lu Xueyin’s admirers working together. The culprit, the scumbag Alpha, was sent to a mental institution, enduring the torment of electric shock therapy on her gland, a fate worse than death.

Unconsciously, Sheng Lan raised a hand to touch the back of her neck, shuddering as her survival instincts surged once more.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Sheng Lan called a nurse to help Lu Xueyin inside for examination. The mask remained on for now to prevent paparazzi shots.

Her friend Meng Chan had stayed overtime today to accommodate this appointment. Seeing them arrive, she frowned at Sheng Lan. “Your phone was off. I couldn’t reach you.”

Sheng Lan said she had turned on airplane mode. “Otherwise, it would’ve been too noisy, and I didn’t have time to block them one by one.”

After making the appointment, Sheng Lan had switched to airplane mode.

It wasn’t until halfway there that she remembered to prepare Inhibitors and a gas mask. By then, they were already near the outskirts, so she had to buy them last-minute from a small pharmacy.

Lu Xueyin was in heat, so they couldn’t enter through the main lobby there was a special passage.

The detour wasn’t particularly secluded, but given the late hour and the fact that only the four of them were present, Lu Xueyin felt extremely unsafe. The words she had repeated in the car, laced with humiliated fury, spilled out again.

“I won’t accept a shared Marking.”

They were already near the emergency room. Sheng Lan pointed at the white sign with red lettering ahead, telling her to take a good look.

Lu Xueyin’s eyes were blurred with unshed tears she couldn’t see clearly.

She could barely walk straight, stumbling even on flat ground. Lifting her head, she sneered, “We’re almost there, and you’re still pretending.”

If it wasn’t for some twisted game, for sharing her with others, why would they have used so much Inducer on her?

Actions spoke louder than words.

Before Sheng Lan could respond, more medical staff emerged from inside.

Lu Xueyin refused to lie on the stretcher, so Sheng Lan suggested she walk with extra support.

Someone sprayed deodorizer behind them, and Lu Xueyin assumed it was to erase traces. She refused to speak another word.

Only when the emergency room door opened, revealing actual medical equipment and supplies, did her gaze flicker in disbelief.

Could it be, a real hospital?

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