After Transmigrating Into the Scummy Alpha’s Rebirth Story - Chapter 6

When Yuan Xiao gently set her on the bed, she thoughtfully reached for the wall switch.

The night was dim.

Only a single bedside lamp glowed softly in the bedroom.

Bathed in the warm orange light, Zhao Chaoxi caught a glimpse of Yuan Xiao’s profile.

It was a face buried deep in her memory, one she could never forget over all these years.

A full forehead, a straight, elegant nose, long and thick jet-black lashes, innocent almond-shaped eyes that begged to be adored and the lips she had kissed once.

Her mind growing hazy, Zhao Chaoxi pouted slightly.

If only it was her.

But it wasn’t. Yuan Xiao was one of the heroines of this book, an Alpha with glands that exuded the rich scent of red wine.

Wait!

Red wine scent!

Zhao Chaoxi’s lips twitched. She suddenly remembered the huge glass of red wine she had downed before entering the story. Aside from being utterly unpleasant, the only way to describe it was a stomach-churning, utterly miserable feeling.

In short, she felt like vomiting.

Totally ruined the mood!

Yuan Xiao had already perched on the edge of the bed and turned to face her.

The Alpha lowered her lashes, her expression revealing clear signs of nervousness.

Zhao Chaoxi’s heart ached inwardly. This coincidence with the wine, it was maddening, yet impossible to confess to anyone. She had no choice but to dutifully complete the mission.

“Uh, Yuan Xiao.”

“Hmm?” Yuan Xiao replied.

Zhao Chaoxi froze, but at least the scent Yuan Xiao exuded, mingling with her own wild rose aroma, became surprisingly pleasant.

She didn’t know what to say, so she wisely chose silence.

Don’t ruin the mood!

Don’t ruin the mood!

Don’t!

Leaning back against the headboard, Zhao Chaoxi gradually relaxed.

The next moment, Yuan Xiao reached out, draped her arm over Chao Xi’s shoulder, and whispered, “Turn around.”

“Huh?” Zhao Chaoxi blinked, instinctively allowing herself to be guided onto her side. Then she suddenly understood, her face heating up as she softly murmured, “Oh.”

Someone was close behind her. Even a seasoned lover couldn’t help but clutch the loose robe tighter.

Warm breath caressed the nape of her neck, and the sensitive skin there instantly heightened her awareness.

Yuan Xiao’s fingers brushed Zhao Chaoxi’s exposed shoulder, sending a thrilling, tingling sensation racing straight to her heart.

Zhao Chaoxi froze for a moment, then curved her lips into a smile.

Not bad.

She seemed to understand, for the first time, the delight of those with “skin hunger.” Her shoulder twitched involuntarily, strangely eager for Yuan Xiao to come closer, a little closer, even closer.

The air around them seemed to thrum, as if sprinkled with tiny pink bubbles, sweet and light.

Yuan Xiao said nothing, inching nearer. Zhao Chaoxi couldn’t see the faint blush at the corners of her eyes, nor the way her canine teeth itched, ready to nibble.

As an Alpha, Yuan Xiao’s nature was possessive and predatory. Even having decided to reform, she couldn’t resist imagining the satisfaction of holding Zhao Chaoxi tightly in her arms.

Yuan Xiao felt a pang of frustration. She blinked, staring at Zhao Chaoxi’s unmarked gland, and endured the strain.

Her lover’s delicate shoulder felt like carved jade in her hand. Even in heat, Zhao Chaoxi’s shyness made it hard to prompt her.

Just as pure as in her memory.

Silently, Yuan Xiao etched an image of Zhao Chaoxi in her mind, utterly unaware, before finally restraining herself and biting gently.

At first, the prickle of the bite brought pain—but it was so light, so gentle, that Zhao Chaoxi hardly felt it. And as the tiny sting faded, Yuan Xiao’s Alpha pheromones flowed into her glands like a soothing stream, calming the heat surging through her.

Warm. Comfortable. Immersed in such tenderness, it was like a professional, high-end spa. The tension melted away, replaced by sheer pleasure and ease.

When she was finally set down on the bed, Yuan Xiao thoughtfully reached out to press the light switch on the wall.

The night was dim.

Only the soft glow of the bedside lamp remained.

In the warm orange light, Chaoxi caught a glimpse of Yuan Xiao’s side profile.

That face.

The mark didn’t last very long. Chaoxi hadn’t even had time to properly enjoy it before the person behind her suddenly let go. Startled, she turned around sharply—only to see Yuan Xiao, face flushed scarlet, standing up and bowing her head as she murmured softly,

“It’s, it’s done.”

“That’s it?”

Chaoxi lifted her gaze lazily, eyes half-lidded as she looked up at Yuan Xiao.

Yuan Xiao nodded solemnly, expression devout, as if she had just completed some sacred ritual.

Chaoxi’s strength had returned, the feverish heat gone completely. To say “please continue” now would only make her sound like an idiot, so she followed Yuan Xiao’s lead and nodded politely.

“Thank you.”

Those two words made Yuan Xiao freeze in momentary confusion before she stood there dazedly.

“Y-you’re welcome,” she stammered, avoiding Chaoxi’s gaze. “I—I’ll go to sleep, then.”

What’s with the stuttering?

Chaoxi frowned in puzzlement. Could it be that the kid was actually traumatized by having to mark someone she disliked?

But.

Whatever. The first mission was done, at least. Chaoxi breathed a long sigh of relief. Looked like clearing missions wasn’t all that hard after all.

This future scummy Alpha, Yuan Xiao, was actually pretty easy to get along with right now.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Chaoxi watched the younger woman’s retreating figure disappear through the doorway.

When the sound of the closing door echoed, a wave of drowsiness washed over her, and she snuggled into the blankets.

She had been sleepy a moment ago, but now that she was lying down, sleep refused to come.

The residual warmth and faint dampness on the back of her neck brushed against the pillow, making the sensation all the more distinct.

What a strange, fascinating experience.

Chaoxi smiled faintly to herself.

On the bedside table, the digital clock blinked. After a crisp “ding,” a mechanical female voice announced,

“It’s now ten o’clock p.m. Time for bed.”

Chaoxi, who had just been drifting, jolted upright like a dying patient sitting up in shock. Her eyes widened.

“Wait—that’s not right!”

Crap. Big trouble.

Her mind spun into chaos, panic fluttering in her chest.

In the system’s summary of the original story, the heroine Yuan Xiao’s scummy Alpha behavior was described as:

Wild.

Rough.

Forceful.

Marking.

Then, what on earth had they just done?

Sure, Yuan Xiao had marked her—that much was undeniable—but when she bit her neck, the pressure had been so unbelievably gentle that aside from the brief sting of contact, Chaoxi hadn’t felt any real pain or discomfort at all.

How was that supposed to be a wild, forceful mark?

Chaoxi barely restrained the urge to sit up and belt out “Tan Te” at the top of her lungs in the dead of night. Instead, she hastily shouted that childish, game-like command:

“Little bunny, be good!”

【Bouncy System: Host, please give your commands to System-kun~(≧▽≦).】

Chaoxi forced a brittle smile. “May I ask if I successfully cleared the first mission just now?”

【Serious Mode System: One moment, please! I’ll check the backend for you!】

Such efficiency, Chaoxi thought bitterly.

Good thing you don’t work for me—if you did, you’d be out of a job by sunrise.

【Diligent Mode System: For some reason, System-kun feels like someone’s trying to intimidate System-kun right now.】

Chaoxi: “…”

Oh, right. It could read minds.

Forget it. No point bluffing.

Three agonizing minutes later, the mechanical voice came back, hesitant.

【System: Um. Host, it seems like you passed, but also kind of didn’t.】

Chaoxi gave a hollow laugh. “I knew it.jpg”