I Transmigrated into a Scummy Alpha and Stole the Heroine from Her Tragic Romance - Chapter 70

Yu Peirong had nothing urgent scheduled today and was taking a nap when she was jolted awake by the special ringtone from Qi Xiyao. Her heart tightened instantly.

A bad feeling surged in her chest. She opened her phone, and the moment she saw the message, she jumped to her feet and rushed out.

She didn’t even remember to grab a jacket, clutching her phone as she dashed straight toward the underground parking lot.

Meanwhile, Qi Xiyao was doing her best to stay conscious, lying in a spot where the driver couldn’t see her and quietly fiddling with her phone.

She fought through the dizziness and managed to send her location to Yu Peirong. Thankfully, the two of them had previously linked their safety apps. With just one tap, she could share her location, and the system also automatically began recording.

The driver stepped on the gas, speeding away from the city and toward a rural path.

Qi Xiyao quickly realized this man wasn’t a seasoned criminal. If he were, he would have noticed her subtle movements.

He looked around nervously, driving faster and faster, putting more and more distance between them and the city.

But Yu Peirong had already received her message. The app showed it had been read. Even though there was no reply, Qi Xiyao felt immense relief.

The driver’s recklessness had her bouncing around in the backseat, which oddly helped clear some of her drowsiness. As the car jolted and swayed, the haze began to lift, and Qi Xiyao narrowed her eyes to examine the vehicle’s interior.

While she tried to memorize every detail, the car sped onto a rough, uneven country road.

After some time, the car door opened, letting in a rush of fresh air. Qi Xiyao felt a bit better but kept her eyes shut, pretending to be unconscious.

She was dragged out of the car, blindfolded with a black cloth, and taken into a small shack. She was laid on an uncomfortable wooden bed.

As soon as she caught the faint remnants of several Alpha pheromones in the air, her heart sank. It wasn’t fear that struck her first, but a wave of memories.

Her mind went to Xu Xiaoqi and her mother—both victims of similar group assaults by multiple Alphas that left them physically and emotionally scarred.

Now, the scene before her was eerily similar.

Qi Xiyao remained still with her eyes closed, carefully listening to every movement around her.

She soon heard the sound of dress shoes stepping across the wooden floor, growing closer and closer. Her heartbeat quickened. When someone poked her shoulder, she gave no reaction.

Then a raspy voice spoke.

“Boss, don’t we get a deposit before the job?”

“Deposit?” another man sneered. “You think you’re so valuable that we owe you that? You’re lucky to even lay a finger on an Omega like this. She’s top-tier. Do you think you’re irreplaceable?”

His tone was harsh. He kicked the bed hard, sending Qi Xiyao’s phone sliding across the floor before picking it up and shutting it off. With her arms tightly bound, they clearly weren’t worried about waking her.

“Hurry up. If someone shows up, you won’t get another chance. She’s not like the usual Omegas. Tougher to handle. Let’s see who among you can trigger her pheromones first.”

Qi Xiyao had already been gathering her strength.

The moment he ripped off her neck’s inhibitor patch, her body exploded into action.

The scent of gardenias was normally soft and calming, especially when blended with her bonded Alpha’s grapefruit green tea scent. But what surged out now wasn’t gentle—it was the fierce protective response of a marked Omega.

Stored in her glands, Yu Peirong’s top-tier Alpha pheromones responded violently to intrusion, erupting with overwhelming pressure.

The surrounding Alphas couldn’t take it. Most of them collapsed immediately, their knees buckling. The man who had spoken harshly managed to stay upright, but only barely.

He cursed loudly, realizing too late that Qi Xiyao was rising to her feet. Before he could react, he too collapsed under the weight of her scent.

Qi Xiyao released the stored pheromones without restraint, her heart pounding as she tried to steady her nerves. Her hands were sweating from the tension.

She considered picking up one of their phones, but quickly decided against it. This wasn’t the work of amateurs—clearly a coordinated operation. If they were bold enough to do this in broad daylight, they either had nothing to lose or had protection from a well-established system.

It reminded her too much of her mother’s case—dropped due to lack of evidence and her trauma rendering her unable to testify.

The same hopelessness clawed at Qi Xiyao’s mind, igniting rage and disgust.

As she stumbled to the door, her legs trembled. The emotion wasn’t fear. It was fury.

She grabbed a small wooden stool and swung it toward the nearest Alpha.

But just as she lifted it, the man she had thought was unconscious sprang up and threw a punch at her face.

Before it landed, the door slammed open.

A tall figure burst in. Her leg shot out with precision and slammed into the man’s knee, forcing him to the ground in a heap.

Yu Peirong had arrived, and she hadn’t held back at all.

The man’s howl of pain echoed in the room. His kneecap was likely broken. But he would get no sympathy and definitely no chance to plead his case.

Under the overwhelming suppression of her pheromones, none of the Alphas could even approach her. The top-tier Alpha’s presence created a force field of pressure, leaving those within its range struggling to breathe.

Only Qi Xiyao, who had absorbed her pheromones before, remained completely unaffected. To her, it felt like she was enveloped in a space that brought her peace and comfort.

Yu Peirong glanced at the defeated, disheveled Alphas scattered on the ground, and a wave of disgust rose in her chest. She had originally intended to teach them a harsh lesson, but something changed her mind. Instead, she took out her phone, recorded a video of them, and turned to leave with Qi Xiyao.

A few minutes after they left, more people arrived. They sprayed suppressant pheromones into the air and began hauling the fallen Alphas to their feet.

These newcomers were clearly part of the same operation, most likely reinforcements. If Yu Peirong had remained on-site, the suppressants would have significantly weakened her Alpha advantage, putting her in real danger.

Fortunately, she had already reported everything using the car’s built-in signal system.

**

On the way home, Qi Xiyao remained quiet, her expression pale and strained. Yu Peirong assumed she had been badly shaken and gently patted her back to comfort her.

Qi Xiyao looked at her like she was a child being coddled and couldn’t help but let out a weak laugh. She glanced down at her still-flat stomach and chuckled again, her mood softening a little in response to Yu Peirong’s nervousness.

Thinking back to what had just happened, she reached for Yu Peirong’s hand and held it tightly.

It was as though she could draw strength from her touch. When Yu Peirong wrapped her fingers around hers in return, Qi Xiyao took a deep breath and spoke.

“I keep thinking this wasn’t just some random kidnapping. Have you ever heard of something from years ago called gender conversion surgery?”

Yu Peirong activated the autopilot, watching the car glide smoothly along the road back to their home. Her brow furrowed slightly, pulling her focus back from the rage that had consumed her moments earlier. She asked carefully,

“You mean transitioning?”

In this world, “transitioning” referred to a shift between Alpha and Omega rather than male and female, like in her previous life.

Alphas and Omegas were defined by their biology, usually during adolescence around eighteen years old. Though early or late differentiation sometimes happened, cases of second differentiation were incredibly rare, with odds lower than one in ten thousand.

What Qi Xiyao described had taken place a long time ago, and Yu Peirong didn’t remember reading about it in the book.

There had once been a successful thirty-year-old Beta who, despite all his accomplishments, had grown up facing constant discrimination for his secondary gender. Though Betas made up the majority of the population, they were still considered ordinary and sometimes even looked down on.

After earning immense wealth, the man secretly funneled money into an orphanage under the guise of charity. In reality, he was sourcing the pheromones he desired.

By extracting the pheromones of others and undergoing a special procedure, he managed to become an Alpha, even though his differentiation window had long passed.

While the procedure was technically illegal, enforcement was weak, and the practice continued underground.

The desire to change secondary gender led to the rise of a twisted black market. At first, the industry targeted newly differentiated teenagers, but as those were found to have weaker concentrations, they shifted to extracting from adults.

No one knew the exact method of extraction, but as an Omega, Qi Xiyao had her suspicions. Combining this knowledge with what had happened to Xu Xiaoqi and her mother, she had a grim understanding of what was really going on.

This was a hidden, unspoken system of exploitation.

“So you’re saying…” Yu Peirong’s voice tightened, the gravity of the truth hitting her, “Aunt Zhuang and Xu Xiaoqi weren’t targeted for revenge. They were victims of this black-market industry?”

If that was true, it explained why these criminals didn’t go after easier targets. Instead of choosing people who wouldn’t fight back, they went after those who could potentially cause trouble. If their only goal was pheromone extraction, the process wasn’t difficult, and with enough money, many would have agreed to it willingly.

Xu Xiaoqi was a high-ranking Omega. Among regular people, individuals like her were rare.

Yu Peirong thought of a parallel from her old world, something also outlawed but secretly traded and exploited.

Surrogacy.

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