Reborn as the Heartless Alpha - Chapter 1

The cool seawater crept up her toes, soaking the hem of her pants. The damp, loose fabric clung uncomfortably to her calves, irritating her skin.

Song Yi felt nauseous. She bent over, retching dryly, her stomach empty not even bile came up.

Darkness stretched before her, the only sound the relentless howling of the wind.

The waves surged higher and higher. Though Song Yi could sense the sea was still some distance away, her feet moved uncontrollably forward, as if she had become a puppet, staggering recklessly toward the perilous depths of the ocean.

How could she stop?

In the darkness, Song Yi’s breathing grew increasingly ragged, her throat constricted as though gripped by death itself. She gasped for air.

Who could save her?

The scene before her grew more disorienting, the abyssal blackness twisting into strange, swirling vortices that threatened to swallow her whole.

Whoosh!

A sudden gust of wind, and the waves abruptly surged dozens of meters high, engulfing the insignificant Song Yi in the vast, ink-black sea.

It was a dream!

Song Yi woke from the nightmare drenched in sweat.

It must have been influenced by that book she read yesterday, The Scumbag Alpha Who Abandoned Her. The scumbag Alpha in the story shared her name but was infamous, utterly despicable, so much so that even Song Yi, who merely shared the name, couldn’t help cursing her. That must be why she had such a nightmare.

But why was she the one suffering?

Her head throbbed. Instinctively, she tried to raise her hand to rub her temples, only to find her arm wouldn’t budge.

Song Yi: ???

That uncontrollable sensation was back. This time, she was still moving forward relentlessly.

The path ahead seemed to slope upward. Her legs lifted effortlessly, moving with the precision of a machine, while her arms cradled something or someone light. She carried the weight effortlessly. She struggled to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavy, as if glued shut with 502 adhesive. Even when she managed to pry them open slightly, everything remained hazy.

Squinting, she faintly made out that she was climbing a staircase.

Her sense of smell was the sharpest now. She distinctly caught the sweet, fresh fragrance of early summer cherries, mingled with the stronger scent of red wine.

The wine’s aroma overpowered the cherry’s sweetness. Song Yi inhaled deeply, straining to pick out the cherry’s delicate scent from beneath the wine’s dominance.

Threads of that sweet fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose, filling Song Yi with a long-lost sense of joy.

Cherries were her favorite fruit. She could skip meals, but she couldn’t live without cherries.

She had tasted every variety, always drawn to their subtle sweetness. But the cherry scent she detected now was unlike any she had encountered before fresher, sweeter, more fragrant, perfectly balanced to her liking.

For the first time, Song Yi felt utterly intoxicated.

Her mechanically climbing legs suddenly halted. She set down the person in her arms.

Through the haze, Song Yi vaguely realized where the cherry fragrance was emanating from. Instinctively, she bent down, her lips pressing against that spot.

The closer she got, the richer the sweetness became, flooding her senses. Greedily, she traced her lips over that alluring territory.

“Mmm…”

A soft, kitten-like whimper reached Song Yi’s ears. Then, a warm little hand clutched at her collar, a pinky finger accidentally slipping beneath, grazing her chest. A faint red mark immediately rose on her pale skin, soon beading with tiny droplets of blood.

The slight yet undeniable sting jolted Song Yi back to semi-consciousness. Her eyes finally opened fully.

The moment she saw clearly, she froze.

She had the person pinned in a corner, her lips pressed against the back of their neck. Instinctively, she recoiled, stumbling backward and landing hard on the floor.

What kind of illegal, beastly act had she just committed?

She wasn’t that scumbag Alpha Song Yi, how could she…

Wait, scumbag Alpha Song Yi!!!

Song Yi suddenly realized. She turned to look at the girl cowering in the corner, still hugging her knees and trembling, her face flushed, looking both pitiful and helpless.

“Zhou Zhou?” Song Yi spoke, only to find her voice unbearably hoarse.

Hearing her name, the girl visibly stiffened. Dazed, she lifted her head from her knees and looked at the kind stranger who had taken in a lost and helpless soul.

She didn’t know the name of this kind person, only that her gentle, smiling voice had made her feel safe, making her want to rely on her during her first special cycle.

Sure enough.

Song Yi averted her gaze from Zhou Zhou, swallowing hard, her mouth still dry. She pressed her fingers to her temples in frustration before finally standing up.

She must have transmigrated into a novel. Right now, she needed a glass of water to calm down, then sit and analyze the situation carefully.

Suppressing her urges, she fought against the temptation before her and moved to pour herself some water. Just as she pushed herself up from the floor, before she could take a step, her pant leg was tugged.

The grip was weak, Song Yi could have easily broken free and left this place that was clouding her judgment. But she didn’t.

She looked down at the small hand clutching her pant leg.

The back of the hand and fingers were tinged a soft pink, the nails like delicate pieces of rose quartz.

“Please… mark me,” Zhou Zhou begged, her voice strained from the torment of her heat.

Song Yi’s heart softened. She couldn’t leave now.

“A… a temporary mark is enough,” Zhou Zhou pleaded desperately.

For a moment, Song Yi felt as though she could physically sense Zhou Zhou’s suffering. She crouched back down, one arm wrapping around Zhou Zhou’s slender shoulders while the other gently brushed aside the hair covering the nape of her neck. Once again, she gazed at the source of temptation, the omega gland emitting an intoxicating cherry sweetness, the very thing muddling her mind.

An omega in heat was naturally alluring to an alpha.

Song Yi felt this pull was even stronger than what she’d read about in books, almost irresistible. Her lips parted slightly, ready to press against the gland. Just a temporary mark, it should be fine, Song Yi thought, her lips already making contact.

[A temporary mark? That’s not enough.]

A demonic voice suddenly echoed in her mind.

[Listen to me. Claim her completely. Make her your omega, yours alone.]

Song Yi’s mind wavered. Her fingers had already begun trailing downward, and the omega curled in the corner, nestled in her arms, started squirming uneasily.

What was she doing now?

Startled, Song Yi quickly released the frightened Zhou Zhou.

That voice just now, it belonged to the scumbag Alpha Song Yi.

It was terrifying.

The instincts of that scumbag seemed ingrained in her bones. Song Yi’s body trembled uncontrollably. She shook her head violently and clenched her fists tightly to keep her hands from wandering and violating Zhou Zhou again.

Struggling against the sweet temptation, Song Yi forced herself to stand and turned her back to Zhou Zhou. “I’m sorry. I’ll go find you some suppressants.”

This time, Zhou Zhou didn’t try to stop her like before. Instead, she hugged herself tightly, shrinking further into the corner.

Could she really trust this alpha who had brought her home?

Zhou Zhou’s sudden fear didn’t raise any suspicion in Song Yi’s mind. The immediate priority was to help Zhou Zhou through her heat. If she couldn’t control herself, the most reliable solution would be to find suppressants.

Song Yi opened the door to the adjacent room and began searching meticulously. This was the room of the original owner, the scumbag Alpha, Song Yi.

Memories of the entire room flooded into Song Yi’s mind like a steady stream, followed by recollections of the whole house.

There were no suppressants in the room. None in the entire house.

The reason the scumbag Alpha was a scumbag was precisely because he never restrained his desires, let alone used such upright methods to help others, he only took advantage of people in vulnerable situations.

In the novel, the scumbag Alpha Song Yi forcibly marked Zhou Zhou against her will, turning her into his omega.

Song Yi clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms, sweating anxiously from her forehead.

The sweet cherry fragrance belonging to Zhou Zhou seeped into the room, spreading rapidly, and Song Yi soon found herself intoxicated by it.

That devilish voice echoed in her mind once more.

[Take her. She was always meant to be your omega.]

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