Reborn as the Heartless Alpha - Chapter 2

Even though she had been tempted beyond reason, the last shreds of rationality in Song Yi’s mind were still struggling to resist.

At this moment, Song Yi had one foot already out of the room, bent over with one hand gripping the dark hardwood doorframe and the other clutching her head, forcefully asserting her will as she fought against the scumbag Alpha Song Yi for control over her consciousness and actions.

[Are you insane? You won’t even take what’s handed to you on a platter?]

[Her choosing to come back with you means she’s tacitly agreed to become your omega.]

[Since Zhou Zhou was always meant to be your omega, what are you hesitating for? If you won’t do it, let me!]

Hah!

A cold laugh escaped Song Yi’s throat, her fingers gripping the doorframe turning white.

What did it mean that Zhou Zhou was always meant to be her omega?

What kind of bullshit was that?

This was clearly coercion!

Violating someone’s will was an act of assault, it was illegal!

The voices in her head suddenly fell silent. Song Yi relaxed slightly, taking a deep breath as she leaned halfway out the door. She saw Zhou Zhou still curled up in the corner, exuding the most intoxicating scent in the world, yet utterly incapable of protecting herself precisely why she had been brought home by the scumbag Alpha Song Yi, a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

At this thought, Song Yi couldn’t help but feel a flicker of gratitude that she had transmigrated into this novel.

But influenced by the scumbag Alpha Song Yi, she wasn’t much better herself, she had nearly violated Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou was experiencing her first heat, with no family or friends by her side, nor a reliable alpha to care for her. Naturally, she was at a loss. In a way, the scumbag Alpha Song Yi’s appearance had saved Zhou Zhou, but it had also dragged her into an abyss with no bottom.

Song Yi remembered the book mentioning that Zhou Zhou’s first heat had been triggered prematurely by someone’s scheme. She clenched her teeth at the thought.

The sweet fragrance of early summer cherries continued to waft through the air, seeping into Song Yi’s nostrils. At first, she gritted her teeth, then bit down on her own tongue.

A metallic tang spread through her mouth, accompanied by sharp pain. The agony brought Song Yi almost fully back to her senses. She lowered the hand gripping the doorframe and peeked outside, her gaze meeting Zhou Zhou’s clear, panicked eyes.

Zhou Zhou was huddled in the corner, arms wrapped tightly around herself, her face buried in her knees. Even when she tilted her head up slightly, only her eyes were visible not particularly large, but unnervingly clear, like a tranquil pool of spring water that should have remained forever peaceful, had someone not maliciously tossed a stone into it, sending ripples across the surface.

She looked exactly like a precious deer in a nature reserve encountering poachers for the first time utterly terrified.

Song Yi found herself unable to look away.

Only belatedly realizing how predatory she must seem, she retreated back into the scumbag Alpha Song Yi’s room.

Calling the scumbag Alpha Song Yi a poacher wasn’t far from the truth. Standing in this spacious room, Song Yi could hardly bear to take in the sight.

On the surface, the room’s furnishings were actually quite normal and simple: a massive bookshelf covering an entire wall, a broad desk by the window, seemingly sheer curtains, a round waterbed spanning about ten square meters in the center of the room, and silks for aerial yoga in the corner.

Had she not read This Scumbag Alpha Always Plays Fast and Loose, she might have mistaken the scumbag Alpha Song Yi for some well-rounded, model student, a paragon of academic and physical excellence.

But she knew better. She approached the enormous bookshelf first. Each compartment was made of wood, inlaid with an exquisitely crafted wooden box shaped like a book, complete with hidden mechanisms. She wanted to try her luck, hoping to find something that might help Zhou Zhou through her first heat.

Song Yi randomly picked a wooden box and opened it, recoiling her hand quickly as if disgusted by its contents.

Inside was a scandalously skimpy lingerie set something her restrained and conservative self immediately shoved back in.

The clarity she’d gained by biting her tongue was fleeting. Zhou Zhou’s cherry-sweet pheromones, which had an intense allure for her, continued to seep out unabated. And now, she had been further provoked by the contents of scumbag-alpha Song Yi’s belongings.

Song Yi felt like her entire body was burning up.

An invisible force seemed to pull her toward Zhou Zhou.

No. Song Yi shook her head hard, trying to banish the unspeakable thoughts surfacing in her mind. She prided herself on being a law-abiding citizen even in this ABO world, she intended to uphold her principles.

Besides… in the original story’s ending, Zhou Zhou’s identity was dramatically reversed. She became the heiress of a powerful overseas family, living happily with her fiancée, while scumbag-alpha Song Yi dragged the entire Song family into ruin, ending up confined in darkness, descending into madness, and meeting a gruesome death.

Right now, Zhou Zhou was so fragile and helpless, it was hard to imagine the immense suffering she must have endured to later muster the resolve to break free from the influence of scumbag-alpha Song Yi’s permanent mark. In the foundational ABO world-setting, a permanent mark meant the marked omega would be bound in absolute loyalty to the alpha who claimed them. It was a fundamental rule, and breaking it required an unimaginable price, the pain of withdrawal was said to be a thousand times worse than detoxing from hard drugs.

Yet at this moment, Zhou Zhou had no choice but to beg for help from the only alpha nearby.

Breathing in the thick, sweet scent of omega pheromones, Song Yi was on the verge of losing control again.

Her hands gripped the side of the bookshelf when she suddenly realized, it wasn’t flush against the wall. There was a half-meter gap behind it, and hanging on the wall were some unspeakable tools.

Song Yi reached for the nearest crescent-shaped knife and drew a shallow cut across her finger.

She threatened herself: “If you dare lay a hand on Zhou Zhou, I’ll cut you down first.”

It seemed to work. After the warning, the boiling blood in her veins gradually settled.

Just then, Zhou Zhou, who had also reached her limit and come searching for an alpha arrived at the doorway, witnessing the scene.

Song Yi sensed movement to her left and turned her head slightly.

Zhou Zhou.

Song Yi: “……”

She stood frozen, the small knife still in her hand, utterly mortified.

Zhou Zhou was barely standing, her hands braced against the wall for support. When she saw the kind stranger harming herself out of fear of hurting her, her eyes widened in shock.

Unable to bear Zhou Zhou’s gaze, Song Yi quickly turned away, wiping the blood from her finger onto her clothes.

She kept her back to Zhou Zhou, not daring to face her.

Her mind was flooded with the image of Zhou Zhou’s flushed face. She hadn’t even looked that closely, yet Zhou Zhou’s delicate features were seared into her thoughts her petite face, wide, innocent doe eyes filled with timid confusion, a delicate nose, and cherry lips slightly parted in shock, revealing pearly white teeth. She had the soft, ethereal beauty of a fairy, yet the small red mole at the corner of her right eye added an inexplicable allure.

Innocent yet seductive…

“Are you, okay?”

The sudden voice from behind was sweet and soft, reminding Song Yi of the burst of fresh cherry juice on her tongue.

The blood that had just quieted down began to surge wildly through her veins once more.

“Sorry, I couldn’t find any suppressants,” Yi Song gritted her teeth, lowering her voice in an attempt to suppress her obvious excitement.

There was no response from behind her, but Yi Song could clearly sense the soft, sweet little omega’s pink fingers clutching the back hem of her shirt.

For Yi Song at this moment, it was undeniably an overwhelming temptation.

The hem of her shirt was gently tugged backward by that small hand, and Yi Song heard a voice so soft it trembled: “I… trust you.”

Trust that she could restrain herself to only a temporary mark, that she wouldn’t cross the line.

Yi Song’s heart pounded violently, hardly believing that Zhou Zhou had placed her trust in her so easily. Zhou Zhou was so pure and lovely, how could the scumbag Alpha Yi Song from before have ever brought herself to harm her?

“…Okay.”

Yi Song lowered her gaze in agreement. Finally turning around, she found Zhou Zhou on the verge of collapsing, her strength completely spent. Yi Song caught her just in time.

Zhou Zhou had a noticeably petite frame. Yi Song had already noticed when carrying her upstairs earlier she was light, even a little thin, but touching her revealed she wasn’t just skin and bones. Especially in all the right places.

Yi Song’s breathing grew rough, but inwardly, she chastised herself for losing control under the influence of pheromones.

The omega in heat was soft and fragrant, leaning obediently against her chest.

With one arm wrapped around Zhou Zhou, Yi Song used her free hand to press the crescent-shaped knife into Zhou Zhou’s palm.

“If I overstep, don’t hesitate just cut me.”

Yi Song figured, at worst, she’d die and return to her original world. Even if the scumbag Yi Song came back, Zhou Zhou would at least have a weapon to protect herself, an extra layer of safety.

But Zhou Zhou, who had been leaning on her for support and looking up at her, froze, her eyes filled with unshakable confusion.

Yi Song couldn’t help but sigh. She had a feeling Zhou Zhou might not be able to bring herself to do it.

If she left and the original scumbag Yi Song returned, Zhou Zhou would be devoured without a trace left.

Her gaze lingered on Zhou Zhou’s gland, which exuded an intoxicatingly sweet cherry scent. Her slender fingers brushed over it, and she couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

Even someone as disciplined and emotionally detached as her, who had lived twenty years in ascetic tranquility, couldn’t fully resist this temptation, let alone the scumbag Yi Song.

Thinking about it this way, even if she had the chance, she couldn’t leave without a heavy conscience.

Distracted, she averted her eyes only to land on that damned wall of the scumbag Yi Song’s.

After a moment of hesitation, she reached out and took down a few tools that could at least serve some purpose.

Zhou Zhou visibly tensed at the sight of these dangerous-looking instruments. Yi Song helped her sit down, murmuring softly, “Don’t be afraid.”

Zhou Zhou curled up against the wall. Now that she was close to this kind stranger, she could smell the rich yet non-threatening red wine pheromones, and it made her feel safe. Even in heat, the discomfort wasn’t as unbearable though she still craved more.

When she saw the stranger take down those ominous-looking silver restraint tools, Zhou Zhou instinctively shrank back.

But then she watched as the stranger used them, on herself.

Zhou Zhou: ???

After finding the mechanism and locking her own wrists and ankles in place, Yi Song still held a gag in her hand. The corner of her lips twitched into a smile before she quickly suppressed it, forcing a calm expression as she beckoned Zhou Zhou over.

Now that she couldn’t move, she asked, “Zhou Zhou, can you come here on your own? I can give you a temporary mark now.”

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