The Aloof Beta Transmigrated as the Pretty Wife [Transmigration] - Chapter 27

Su Ren’s gaze was deep and quiet as he looked at Xie Chouqiu. “You’re back.”

Xie Chouqiu let out a low “mm,” his voice slightly raspy. He didn’t move, yet the oppressive, heavy scent of his pheromones, like a dark forest after a storm, began to permeate the small room.

It was thick, aggressive, and carried an undeniable sense of possessiveness.

Su Ren’s body, weakened by the fever and the lingering effects of his transition, reacted instinctively. A faint tremor ran through his fingers, but he kept his expression calm. “The system… did it give you a new task?”

Xie Chouqiu let out a cold laugh, his eyes fixed on Su Ren’s pale, exposed neck. “Forget the system for a second. Su Ren, do you have any idea what you look like right now?”

Su Ren pulled his collar tighter, his movements stiff. “I’m sick. That’s all.”

“Sick?” Xie Chouqiu stepped closer, the distance between them shrinking until Su Ren could feel the heat radiating from the other man’s body. “You smell like you’re melting. If I weren’t an Enigma, any Alpha within a three-mile radius would be losing their mind right now.”

Su Ren’s breath hitched. He hated this, the way his biology betrayed his will. “Then stay away. If it’s that bothersome, you shouldn’t have come back.”

“Bothersome?” Xie Chouqiu reached out, his thumb grazing Su Ren’s jawline. His touch was scorching. “I went through hell to get back here before the countdown ended. And this is how you greet me?”

Su Ren looked away, his voice barely a whisper. “I didn’t ask you to.”

The air in the room grew heavy. Xie Chouqiu’s grip on his jaw tightened slightly, forcing Su Ren to look back at him. “You’re right. You never ask for anything. You just endure it all until you break, don’t you?”

Before Su Ren could respond, the familiar, mechanical ping of the system echoed in their minds.

[Mission 8: The Jealousy of the Scum Alpha] Task: In front of others, mark your territory. Requirement: Ensure Su Ren carries your scent visibly. Time Remaining: 24:00:00

Xie Chouqiu glanced at the floating blue screen and scoffed. “Mark my territory? They really love their clichés.”

He looked back at Su Ren, his gaze darkening with a mix of irritation and something far more complex. “They want me to bite you, Su Ren. They want everyone to know you belong to me.”

Su Ren’s face went even paler, his eyes wide with a flicker of genuine fear. “No… don’t.”

Xie Chouqiu saw that fear, and for a moment, the predatory glint in his eyes wavered. He let go of Su Ren’s jaw, stepping back just an inch. “I told you before, I’m done being their puppet.”

But the fever was reaching its peak. Su Ren slumped forward, his strength finally giving out. Xie Chouqiu caught him instantly, pulling the smaller man against his chest.

“Su Ren?”

Su Ren didn’t answer. He was burning up, his consciousness slipping into a blur of heat and the overwhelming scent of sandalwood and rain.

Xie Chouqiu cursed under his breath. He lifted Su Ren into his arms, carrying him toward the bed with a gentleness that contradicted his rough words. As he laid him down, he realized Su Ren was trembling—not from the cold, but from the sheer strain of resisting his own body’s needs.

“Fine,” Xie Chouqiu muttered, reaching for his phone to call Qi Chen. “If I can’t bite you, I’ll find another way to get my scent into your system. But don’t think this makes us even.”

He sat by the bed, watching Su Ren’s troubled sleep, his hand hovering over Su Ren’s forehead before finally pulling away. The room remained silent, save for the ticking of the clock and the steady, heavy thrum of an Enigma trying to control his own nature.

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