Reborn as the Heartless Alpha - Chapter 6

Song Yi subtly collected her thoughts and strode toward Zhou Zhou with long steps. Throughout the entire process, Zhou Zhou’s gaze remained fixed on her.

Even without speaking, Song Yi could discern a mix of complex emotions in Zhou Zhou’s eyes nervousness, helplessness, confusion, shyness, and a hint of dependency.

“You look much better than before.”

Song Yi stopped about half a meter from the bedside. “Are you hungry?”

Zhou Zhou bit her lip, the turmoil in her heart gradually dissipating. If not for the blanket covering her, this kind alpha named Song Yi would surely have noticed her fingers gripping the high-quality bedsheet so tightly it had wrinkled.

When she first woke up, Zhou Zhou found herself alone in this minimalist yet spacious and luxurious room. A cold sweat broke out as she immediately recalled being cornered by those ill-intentioned alphas, their pungent and overpowering pheromones trapping her, rendering her immobile.

Fortunately, the faintly intoxicating scent of red wine pheromones filling the room quickly brought her back to reality.

She was safe now.

A kind alpha had rescued her and brought her home.

She touched the back of her neck, as if the skin around her scent gland still carried the warmth of the alpha’s breath when she had leaned in close.

“Thank you, Miss Song,” Zhou Zhou said gratefully. As for Song Yi’s question “Are you hungry?” she wasn’t sure how to respond.

Of course, she was hungry, but she didn’t want to trouble this kind alpha any further.

“I’ve already inconvenienced you. I’ll leave now.”

Zhou Zhou pushed aside the soft silk blanket covering her and moved to get out of bed. Song Yi quickly stepped forward, pressing a hand on her shoulder to gently guide her back down. As if worried she might try to leave again, Song Yi didn’t immediately withdraw her hand.

“Don’t rush off. A doctor will be here soon. At least wait until they’ve checked you over before leaving.”

Zhou Zhou allowed Song Yi to keep her hand on her shoulder, making no further attempts to move. Her eyes lowered, not daring to meet Song Yi’s gaze, she whispered, “Thank you, Miss Song, but I can’t afford medical fees.”

“It’s my personal doctor. No cost to you,” Song Yi explained, only releasing her when Zhou Zhou remained still. “It won’t take long. Just wait a little while.”

“Okay. Thank you.” Zhou Zhou finally relented.

Silence settled between them, the air growing still.

Zhou Zhou fiddled with the edge of the blanket, stealing a glance at the alpha standing by the bed. Song Yi was currently looking at her phone, and Zhou Zhou wondered if she had interrupted something important, guilt creeping in.

She had never been one to actively seek help from others. Having grown up in an orphanage, she rarely troubled anyone. Her tuition and living expenses during school had been covered by sponsors kind-hearted individuals and successful entrepreneurs arranged by the director. She had almost never asked for anything herself, her pride stubbornly resisting even in the direst of circumstances.

Yet not long ago, she had asked this alpha for a temporary mark.

She could clearly sense her own physiological and psychological dependence on this alpha. The moment she woke up, she had wanted to find her. But she also knew that, without any emotional foundation, this was purely the effect of pheromones. She couldn’t let herself get carried away.

And she certainly couldn’t cling to this alpha just because she had helped her once. That was why she had said she wanted to leave.

Now, the alpha had even arranged for a doctor. Zhou Zhou had to admit this unfamiliar feeling of being cared for was something she couldn’t help but crave.

Miss Song was truly a wonderful alpha, and the best person Zhou Zhou had ever met, she thought.

At that moment, Song Yi, who was using her phone to familiarize herself with her new identity, had no idea the omega was harboring such complicated thoughts. Instead, she was wondering whether her decision unlike the original scumbag alpha to treat Zhou Zhou kindly after transmigrating into this world would trigger a series of butterfly effects, altering Zhou Zhou’s life entirely.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the simultaneous arrival of Dr. Ding Chen and the food delivery guy. Since Song Yi was keeping watch over Zhou Zhou, she didn’t go downstairs. Dr. Ding brought the takeout up with her when she entered, wondering along the way when Song Yi’s taste had become so mild.

Pausing on the second floor, she noticed the door was tightly shut.

“Dr. Ding, I’m on the third floor,” Song Yi sent a voice message. Ding Chen, slightly surprised, carried the food upstairs. Song Yi took the bag with a smile. “Thanks.”

Ding Chen nodded at her, a hint of confusion in her eyes, before walking over to the bed with her medical kit to examine Zhou Zhou. She asked some basic questions, like her age.

Finally, she concluded, “Miss Zhou’s late differentiation at this age isn’t unusual. The use of maturation accelerants shouldn’t pose a problem, but Miss Song, you should still think carefully before taking any action. Don’t go too far.”

Song Yi, holding the takeout, nodded in agreement. “Did you bring the suppressants and scent-blocking patches?”

“Yes.”

Ding Chen retrieved the pre-prepared items from her kit. Though she didn’t fully believe Song Yi would actually use them, who knew? Maybe Song Yi had suddenly rediscovered her humanity.

She set down a box of suppressants and a pack of scent-blocking patches, adding before leaving, “Miss Zhou’s first heat requires careful attention. Observe the cycle’s pattern, it’s best if you stay with her these next few days, Miss Song.”

“Got it,” Song Yi agreed without hesitation. She wouldn’t feel at ease letting Zhou Zhou leave just yet.

“Oh, Dr. Ding, could you also check if the food I ordered is suitable for Zhou Zhou right now?”

Ding Chen glanced down, picking up the receipt on the packaging with her right hand. After a careful read, she let go and adjusted her square-framed glasses. “It’s fine. The nutrition is quite balanced.”

Only then did Song Yi relax. Just as she was about to see Dr. Ding out, Zhou Zhou, lying on the bed, suddenly spoke up.

“Doctor, Miss Song is injured. Could you take a look at her?”

“Where?” Ding Chen blinked, adjusting her glasses again. Her surprise was genuine after all, it was usually others who ended up hurt by Song Yi. Who would’ve thought Song Yi could get injured too?

If Zhou Zhou hadn’t mentioned it, Song Yi might have forgotten. She chuckled, casually rolling up her sleeve to reveal the wound left by the black thorns. “Here.”

Wait, wasn’t this the kind of injury that usually appeared on omegas?

Had Song Yi adopted a new playstyle now?

“And her ankle,” Zhou Zhou added softly, her cheeks slightly flushed as she leaned against the bed.

Behind her glasses, Ding Chen’s eyes flickered with surprise before she calmly retrieved ointment from her kit. A guess formed in her mind Song Yi must be using the “wounded hero” approach to court the omega.

“Miss Song can apply this herself. Morning, noon, and night three times a day, spread evenly. It should heal in about three days.”

“Thank you, Dr. Ding.” Song Yi accepted the ointment with a smile, watching as Ding Chen left.

Once again, the room held only her and Zhou Zhou. Song Yi casually tucked the ointment into her suit pocket and carried the takeout over to Zhou Zhou.

“I ordered seafood congee, blanched choy sum, steamed eggs, hot milk, and brown sugar buns for you. Dr. Ding said these are all things you can eat.”

She placed the boxes on the bedside table and opened each one, first handing Zhou Zhou the steaming seafood congee. The packaging was heat-insulated, so it wouldn’t burn her hands when held.

Zhou Zhou took it with both hands, feeling its comforting weight.

“Miss Song, aren’t you going to eat?” Zhou Zhou blinked and asked.

“I already ate.” Song Yi shuddered slightly at the memory of her own disastrous cooking. “You should eat while it’s hot.”

“Mhm.” Zhou Zhou responded sweetly with a smile before finally digging in.

The seafood congee was packed with luxurious ingredients abalone, shrimp, crab meat, and other fresh delicacies making it incredibly flavorful and nutritious. It was undoubtedly the best congee Zhou Zhou had ever tasted.

With nothing else to do, Song Yi quietly watched the omega on the bed as she ate. Seeing the delighted surprise on Zhou Zhou’s face, she suddenly felt that eating could actually be quite a joyful thing.

“Ah.” Zhou Zhou paused mid-bite, as if remembering something.

Startled, Song Yi looked at her in confusion. “What’s wrong?”

“Miss Song, you haven’t applied your medicine yet.”

Zhou Zhou lifted her head and gazed at her earnestly.

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