The Crematorium of the Top Omega Chasing After Alpha - Chapter 6

After Ming Yu angrily locked Song Qingpei in the confinement chamber, she quickly felt a twinge of regret.

Because of her daughter, she didn’t want their relationship to completely fall apart. Yet, whenever she recalled Song Qingpei’s earlier words, she couldn’t suppress her fury.

That woman had been insinuating and insulting her, talking about her abundant pheromones essentially mocking her as wanton and shameless. Especially when she thought of how she had once humbly begged for intimacy, entangled with such a person, her anger burned even hotter.

This undoubtedly struck a nerve in the admiral’s sensitive pride.

Song Qingpei deserved to be taught a lesson, so she wouldn’t always think about provoking her.

After a brief moment of regret, Admiral Ming Yu quickly put the matter aside. She first checked on her daughter, confirming that Song Song was sleeping peacefully, then instructed Lieutenant Lin to keep watch before returning to her quarters to rest.

As for how to explain Song Qingpei’s absence to her daughter tomorrow?

Ming Yu thought disdainfully that, given Song Qingpei’s weak character, she would likely yield and apologize soon. Once that happened, Ming Yu would give her a stern warning, and she doubted the other would dare to challenge her so boldly again.

As her anger gradually subsided, Ming Yu relaxed and lay down on the bed in her rest chamber, falling into a peaceful sleep.

Little did she know then, a few hours later, she would find herself in an utterly humiliating predicament.

Night.

Starlight poured through the glass chamber, casting scattered specks of light that illuminated the figure on the bed.

Her body twisted tensely, delicate beads of sweat glistening on her face. Her closed eyes couldn’t conceal the redness at their corners, and her crimson lips were tightly bitten, exuding an undeniable aura of sensuality.

Before long, her body trembled, and a few seductive moans escaped her tightly clenched teeth:

“Mmm~ so hot…”

“Touch me…”

“Kiss me, please kiss me~”

The sweet, pleading sounds of desire echoed through the empty rest chamber like the most alluring music.

But the woman on the bed remained unaware. Her body writhed more intensely, her cheeks flushed crimson, and her moans grew louder. Yet, no matter how hard she tried, her tightly shut eyes refused to open.

It was as if she were trapped in a torturous, erotic dream.

No matter how she struggled, she couldn’t wake up, sinking deeper into despair…

Ming Yu drifted between dream and wakefulness, feeling as though her body were floating mid-air. Images that filled her with shame flashed before her eyes like a curse.

She saw herself piloting a mech, crashing onto a desolate garbage planet. In her despair, a blurry figure pulled her to safety.

Then came the heat, the detested estrus. Her body felt as if it were repeatedly scorched by fire. Instinctively, she clung to the person before her, enduring the humiliation as she whispered, “Help me, I’m so hot, please help me!”

No, don’t beg that woman!

The rational part of Ming Yu screamed inwardly, but the version of herself in the vision ignored the other’s repeated rejections. Like a boneless serpent, she coiled around the woman, hooking her arms tightly around her neck. Her burning lips pressed against the other’s, kissing desperately, hungrily seeking more.

“Mmm~ please, give it to me~”

She moaned shamelessly, pleading like the most wanton of courtesans.

Finally, the woman’s pheromones enveloped her. The searing sensation of skin against skin sent a shudder through her entire body.

Her eyes flew open, but she could see nothing clearly. All she could feel was her own body trembling violently, as if engulfed in flames.

Her consciousness began to blur.

“Mmm~ ah~”

Suddenly, an overwhelming surge of pheromones pierced through her glands, as if tearing her apart into fragments. The pain spread throughout her entire body, yet it was accompanied by waves of pleasure.

She couldn’t help but scream, craving more, more…

No!

She must not let herself be marked, absolutely not!

Ming Yu jolted awake with a sharp cry, her eyes snapping open to the silent starry sky outside the window. Her entire body was feverish, her heart pounding like a drum.

This was the rest cabin!

The air inside was still thick with lingering pheromones.

Had she… dreamed again of those entangled moments with that inferior Alpha? She had lost count of how many times it had happened!

Recalling the scenes from her dream, Ming Yu’s face flushed crimson. Those intimate visions filled her with shame, making her wish she could tear the culprit to pieces.

But now, the pheromones she had struggled to suppress were stirred up by this erotic dream, like a spark igniting a prairie fire. Her body felt as if countless insects were gnawing at her, an unbearable mix of itchiness and numbness, making her crave being marked immediately.

No, absolutely not.

She had to calm down! Stay composed!

Her pride would not allow her to do such a thing!

Gritting her teeth, Ming Yu fought to steady the restless turmoil inside her, slowly lying back down. Yet her body continued to tremble uncontrollably.

The desire was simply too intense, as if it could consume her entirely!

She clenched her jaw in frustration, powerless to stop it.

“Ah!”

A pained cry escaped her lips as she curled into a ball, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Her entire being felt on the verge of exploding.

The agonized moans echoed in the rest cabin, pushing Ming Yu to the brink of unconsciousness.

The awakened, chaotic pheromones clung to her like poison, relentlessly tempting her to fall again. All she could do was endure, gritting her teeth against the heart-wrenching pain and torment.

In that moment, she wished she could die immediately.

Overwhelmed by despair, Ming Yu nearly broke down. Summoning her last shred of rationality, she struggled to contact Li Man: “Dr. Li~ Ah! Come to my… my rest cabin at once.”

By the time Li Man arrived, Ming Yu had already passed out.

Her face was pale yet tinged with a feverish blush, disheveled strands of hair clinging to her forehead. Her lips were bitten until they bled, the dried crimson staining them with a fragile, broken beauty.

“General, wake up?”

Li Man called out twice, leaning in to check. Ming Yu’s body was burning hot, unresponsive to her calls clearly, the pheromone surge and forced suppression had caused her to faint.

She quickly retrieved an inhibitor and administered it to Ming Yu.

Over ten minutes later, Ming Yu slowly opened her eyes, a rare glimpse of vulnerable confusion flashing in her gaze.

“General, how are you feeling?” Li Man asked with concern.

“Mmm~ I’m fine.”

As soon as Ming Yu spoke, an involuntary, weak moan escaped her lips.

As her personal military doctor, Li Man could see at a glance that the feverish heat had only been partially suppressed, not resolved at its root. This confirmed that the new inhibitor was ineffective Ming Yu’s pheromone disorder could no longer be controlled by any inhibitor.

Sensing Li Man’s hesitation, Ming Yu suppressed her anger and asked, “Dr. Li, is there really no method left to treat this?”

Li Man shook her head with a sigh. “General, we’ve tried every inhibitor available, and none have been effective. There’s truly no other way. Unless…”

Ming Yu bit her lip, a cold glint flashing in her eyes as she said in a frosty tone, “What if, we remove Song Qingpei’s gland? If I’m no longer affected by her pheromones, could I…?”

“No, no, no!”

Hearing such a wild idea, Li Man dared not be careless and quickly explained, “General, your pheromonal instability really has little to do with Miss Song. Even without her presence, your pheromones would inevitably descend into complete chaos sooner or later.”

“I suggest you try accepting Miss Song’s mark. Otherwise, I’m afraid you might.”

She didn’t finish the sentence, but the implication was clear.

In an instant, resentment, humiliation, regret, and hatred all kinds of negative emotions intertwined, making her feel almost murderous.

But in the end, she had to suppress it all forcefully.

“Dr. Li, please leave for now.”

“General, your body…”

“It’s fine.”

Ming Yu interrupted her, her gaze resolute as she stared at the door. “I know my own body.”

Li Man understood that she had made up her mind and didn’t press further, only reminding her, “General, the inhibitor in your system will likely last only about four hours. As the dosage increases, its effectiveness will gradually diminish. If… if you experience any discomfort, you must inform me immediately.”

“I understand.”

Ming Yu lowered her eyes, her expression unreadable, and replied indifferently.

Li Man gave her a worried glance, sighed helplessly, and turned to leave.

Once she was gone, Ming Yu immediately sat up, retrieved a vial and syringe from the drawer, took a deep breath, and plunged the needle fiercely into her arm.

The icy liquid flowed rapidly into her body, chilling her to the bone.

But before long, that familiar, overwhelming heat surged through her once more. Ming Yu could only grit her teeth, struggling to restrain herself and maintain her composure.

Yet the more she tried to control her thoughts, the more those images flooded her mind. She felt as if millions of insects were gnawing at her flesh, as though she were trapped in an endless hell. Every breath she took twisted her in agony.

The inhibitor’s effects wore off even faster than Li Man had predicted, and a sense of dread slowly rose within her.

She didn’t want to admit to this feeling of helplessness, but she couldn’t deny that she had already fallen into this pitch-black nightmare.

For the first time, Ming Yu lost all composure. Clutching her hair, she let out a bestial roar, her knuckles turning white, veins bulging, and her eyes frighteningly red.

She hated it! She refused to accept it!

But there was no escape, no solution she even had to humbly beg that inferior Alpha for relief once again…

“Bastard!”

She cursed viciously under her breath, but her face was already etched with resigned despair. Weakly, she rose to her feet and stumbled out.

Confined in the isolation chamber, Song Qingpei, under the influence of the inhibitor, felt an overwhelming chill and exhaustion. She leaned against the wall, drifting in and out of sleep.

Suddenly, a tall, slender shadow blocked the light, jolting her awake.

Lifting her gaze, she met Ming Yu’s cold, harsh face like a vengeful ghost from hell.

Song Qingpei was startled and stared warily at Ming Yu. “Wh-what do you want?”

Ming Yu pressed her lips together, silent, and strode directly to Song Qingpei. Grabbing her by the collar, she yanked her up from the floor and shoved her against the icy wall of the chamber.

“Ming Yu! What on earth are you trying to do? Have you lost your mind?!”

Song Qingpei was slammed hard against the cold, unyielding wall. The impact sent a sharp pain through her body, forcing a muffled groan from her lips as she glared furiously at Ming Yu.

“Hah.”

Ming Yu let out a cold laugh, her eyes filled with scorn and mockery. “Lost my mind? I suppose I have.”

She had indeed lost her mind driven to madness by this endless nightmare.

Now, she had actually come to the confinement chamber, attempting to let this inferior Alpha soothe her restless pheromones, only to allow her to ravage her at will.

As Song Qingpei stared in stunned disbelief, Ming Yu sneered, unsure whether she was mocking the other or herself, then slowly reached out, pinched Song Qingpei’s chin, and leaned in close to examine her.

The distance between them was no more than a finger’s breadth, so close that they could feel each other’s breath.

Song Qingpei instinctively sensed something was wrong and struggled desperately. “Ming Yu, you’re insane! Do you even know what you’re doing?”

“Of course, I know.”

Ming Yu’s gaze was icy, starkly contrasting with the lingering tenderness in her words: “Song Qingpei, I command you to mark me!”

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