Chapter 4: "The feeling of being labeled as a lowly pariah..."

After Fu You saw the appearance of the person who came, the confusion in his eyes receded like a tide.

Under Blake's incredulous gaze, he slowly raised his hand.

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the man, and without any hesitation, Fu You pulled the trigger again.

Bang!

The sound of gunfire was completely drowned out by the sound of the falling rain.

Bullets darted through the air, stirring the rain into spirals of mist. Blake instinctively dodged, but the top-tier alpha's exceptional explosive power allowed him to dodge the fatal blow.

Even so, the bullet's impact still cut a hole in the man's neck, blood gushed out, and a tingling sensation suddenly spread to his brain.

The pain finally brought Blake back to his senses. His heart pounded, and it felt like a huge hole had been opened in his chest, letting in a bone-chilling cold wind.

Blake's expression was darker than ever.

Fu You raised the gun again. His dominant hand was injured. The recoil from firing two shots made all the bandages on his hand soaked with blood - it was unclear whether it was his own blood or Pari's blood.

But Fu You's expression remained calm, his usual fake smile gone, as cold as a frozen lake.

This time, before he could pull the trigger again, Blake rushed forward and knocked the gun out of his hand with one punch!

Fu You felt a sudden pain in his forearm as if a bone was broken. His jaw tensed, but he didn't cry out.

He stretched out his other hand to try to block Blake's attack, but the alpha in anger was like a rampaging military aircraft. Fu You's injuries had not yet healed, and he was grabbed by the neck by the man and pushed against the broken wall of the alley.

A heavy knock on his back reopened the wound he'd sustained during the day. Fu You's pupils constricted, and he swallowed the sweet, fishy taste rising in his throat, looking up at Blake.

He saw Blake raise his fist, as if to strike him. Fu You prepared himself for the blow, slightly closing his eyes. However, the fist finally hit Fu You's face with a "bang", shaking the broken wall.

A few drops of cold rain splashed onto Fu You's face. In the darkness, Fu You felt that Blake's hand around his neck tightened even more, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The man's extremely hoarse voice sounded in his ears: "Why?"

Fu You opened his eyes again and looked at Blake through the rain.

The man's jet-black hair was wet and stuck to the side of his face. The unruly aggression between his eyebrows was unconcealed. His eyes were red and he looked like a wounded wolf.

In the air, as the alpha's emotions fluctuated strongly, the thick and brutal pheromones poured out uncontrollably, rushing towards the culprit who provoked Blake's anger.

Even Fu You, who had a shielding system, noticed something unusual.

This was the first time in his life that he had been assaulted by such a high concentration of alpha-synthetic substances. An inexplicable heat quickly swept through his body, already chilled by blood loss and the rain, causing Fu You to hold his breath and quietly clench his fingers.

Damn it.

Omegas still have too many physical limitations... I have to take this variable into consideration in my plans in the future.

Before coming here, he sent a message to Knight Bo using an anonymous account, reporting that there were rebellious people gathering here and organizing treasonous activities.

Based on his understanding of the admiral, he would definitely come to find out what was going on.

As long as Knight Bo arrives, he will be safe.

Therefore, what he needs to do now is to delay time from the furious Black and ensure that he will not be killed directly by the other party to vent his anger.

The pheromone stimulation made his brain dizzy. Fu You tried to focus on the pain of his wound to keep his mind clear.

Blake was still looking at him, his pupils bloodshot, as if waiting for him to give an answer.

Fu You took a deep breath, and under Blake's cold gaze that was as sharp as a physical object, he slowly raised his lips.

His face was strangely pale, making the bloodstains on his cheeks look even more shockingly red. The rain was so heavy that it soaked Fu You's eyelashes, which then clung to his strangely red lower eyelids.

It was a kind of beauty that seemed about to be destroyed.

"Blake, don't you want to know how I know that guy?" As Fu You spoke, his Adam's apple pressed against Blake's hot palm, bringing a slightly itchy touch like a feather brushing against it.

He lowered his eyes, looking at the body lying on the ground, and chuckled softly, "Your good friend, Pari."

"...Shut up!" Blake's expression grew increasingly grim, provoked by some unknown word. He growled, veins bulging on the back of his palm, and suddenly turned Fu You's body around, pressing him against the wall!

"...!" Now, his entire upper body was pinned down, pressed firmly against the rough, broken wall. The pain of the wound tearing through his pheromone-infected mind completely cleared up—he could clearly feel a damp, warm sensation, distinct from the rain, spreading slowly across his chest and abdomen.

Fu You paused for breath, his eyes, hidden by his wet blond hair, a cold, gloomy look. He paused for a long moment before he asked hoarsely, "Do you want to kill me, Blake?"

The man behind him didn't say anything.

Because he was imprisoned, Fu You couldn't see the other person's expression at the moment. But he could sense Blake's hot, suppressed breath, which was getting closer to him little by little.

It's like trying to figure out where to cut a piece of meat lying on a chopping board.

Damn it.

Fu You cursed inwardly.

Could it be that Knight Bo came here on horseback? Why is he so slow?

In this case, we can only take plan B.

He quietly made a stroke on his palm, and the sharp light of a knife was revealed faintly under the tightly wrapped straps.

——After attacking Blake, he took advantage of the situation and escaped.

Their breaths grew closer. Fu You couldn't help but feel a layer of tiny bumps forming on his exposed skin. The alpha's pheromones were making it nearly impossible to breathe. He bit his tongue to maintain his composure, waiting for the right moment to deliver the decisive blow.

But the action of sniffing something came to an abrupt halt.

The next second, Blake suddenly pressed Fuyou's shoulders, "Are you an omega?"

The body under the palm quickly stiffened for a moment.

Blake knew he was right.

——After all, the scent of black roses in the air, which is strong enough to drive people crazy, also clearly points to this seemingly most impossible answer.

The distinguished Earl of the Empire, the dignified head of the Beaumont family, turned out to be an omega who had hidden his identity for many years!

For a moment, a strong sense of absurdity filled Blake's heart.

But he had been subjected to too many stimulations tonight, and no matter which one, it was enough to make him feel uncomfortable. So much so that the fact that Fu You was an omega seemed irrelevant.

No…it’s not insignificant either.

The surging anger was still boiling in Blake's heart, but he suddenly thought of another way to take revenge.

Alpha's silence made Fu You feel unusual.

He didn't argue about his identity, but instead forced a laugh: "Do you still retain some fine tradition of not killing omegas?"

"I won't kill you, Fuyou." Black replied coldly: "There are things that are far more painful than death for you."

Fu You felt that the other person's seemingly normal voice was suppressing something. He felt an inexplicable shudder and couldn't help but open his eyes wide, ready to raise his hand to fight back with the hidden blade.

But then——

Thick, almost solid, moist pheromones rushed to wrap around Fu You's entire body, making his mind go blank and his body soften instantly!

…? !

Before Fu You could react to what was happening.

The next second, the alpha's hot breath suddenly sprayed on the back of his sensitive and hot neck, his thin lips fell on the skin, and his sharp canine teeth bit hard at the gland that continued to emit a sweet scent!

High concentrations of pheromones flow rapidly into the glands along the bitten skin.

Fu You didn't even feel the pain, his brain was completely engulfed by the terrifying stimulation.

His emerald pupils suddenly contracted, and his body, which was trapped against the wall by the alpha, trembled, and a layer of extremely gorgeous blush quickly spread under his pale skin.

The sweet and bitter erosion of the senses is far more unbearable than simple pain.

Fu You had no experience of this feeling before. His whole body trembled under Blake's control. He bit his lips hard to stop a choked moan.

He instinctively swung his fist and punched the alpha behind him who was still biting his neck. But then Blake caught the poor omega's weak hand.

"How does it feel to be marked by a lowly pariah, dear master of the house?"

The man's cold voice was filled with malice. As he asked the question, he bit the white skin that was bleeding with his canine teeth.

The raindrops fell on his body, feeling icy cold, but Fu You's entire body felt scorching hot.

He gritted his teeth and fought against the instinct that came from being an omega after being marked. His hands, which were pressed against the wall, dug into the cracks in the stone due to his forbearance, and were washed away by water droplets, leaving light red marks.

Fu You couldn't help but curse: "...Get lost, you disgusting dirty dog...Don't bite... Ugh, damn thing!"

Unfortunately, the aristocratic young man who had received a good education had such poor and lacked offensive language when cursing.

Blake, equally agitated by the high concentration of pheromones in the air, was agitated. He lowered his gaze and clearly saw Fu You's bloodstained waist and abdomen rise and fall violently, its lines delicate and slender, as beautiful as a swallowtail butterfly with its wings caught, its gorgeous scaly wings fluttering in vain.

Fu You struggled to stare at him, her beautiful face flushed with a startling red, like a demon that had drunk enough blood. However, her lips, which were usually bright red, had lost their color and turned extremely pale.

The pupils hidden between the gilded eyelashes contained an incredible layer of moisture, like a piece of green jade soaked by the rain, broken on the ground, but the edges were still as sharp as a blade.

Blake's dark eyes suddenly contracted as if stimulated, and an unprecedented feeling arose in his heart - perhaps the pleasure of revenge.

So he leaned over again, ready to complete the marking.

However, before Blake's hand could touch Fu You who was resisting again.

The sound of a gunshot suddenly broke the calmness of the heavy rain!

A string of blood suddenly splashed onto Fu You's face. He obviously had not expected this situation, and his green eyes filled with chaotic mist were stunned.

Blake let out a suppressed groan, covered his bullet-hit shoulder, and let go of Fu You.

The man pushed Blake aside, then quickly stepped forward and held the shaky Fu You in his arms.

Fu You raised his head and could clearly see the ends of the man's brown hair through a layer of hazy mist.

It's Knight Bo.

This guy finally arrived.

Fu You breathed a sigh of relief.

His body, which was enduring the passion and still getting hot, leaned naturally in the arms of the Knight.

As he got closer, Knight Bo smelled the same sweet, dangerous, and restless pheromone scent he had felt at the banquet that day.

The man's face froze, and he rolled his Adam's apple inappropriately, lowering his head to check on the omega in his arms who was obviously being coerced.

As a result, after seeing the other person's appearance clearly, Knight Bo was stunned as if struck by lightning.

"You..." After a long silence, Knight Bo finally seemed to accept the situation. He spoke with difficulty, and was about to ask what was wrong with the extremely weak Fu You.

At this time, the alpha who was shot started moving again.

Knight Bo's eyes narrowed, and he raised his gun and was about to pull the trigger again.

Fu You's eyelids twitched.

The male protagonist cannot be left in such a place, otherwise his mission will be ruined.

"Knight Bo." Fu You called him, but there was a weak sense of depression in his voice, as if he was suffering from some unbearable torture.

Unlike the pretentious "Admiral Mandeville" every time before, this was the first time Fu You addressed him in this tone.

The pheromones in the air that had made him dizzy and swollen grew thicker. Knight Bo froze slightly, a mere moment of hesitation giving the gravely injured Black the opportunity to escape.

The black-haired alpha covered his injured shoulder and took a last deep look at Fu You, who was protected in the arms of the other men. His eyes were filled with extremely complex emotions, like hatred, like anger, and like...

Sticky obsession.

Then, Blake quickly dodged and disappeared into the rain-shrouded night.

Now, Fu You was completely relieved.

Once his mind relaxed, all his senses became incredibly sharp. Fu You couldn't help but gasp at the instinctive desire to be touched after being marked.

He raised his hand and tugged at the collar of Knight Bo, who was still upset about his stupid mistake.

Rainwater mixed with bright red blood, rubbed by Fu You's curled fingers, staining the man's spotlessly clean collar. At the same time, the rich pheromones once again invaded Knight Bo's senses.

The alpha's straight and deep facial features were slightly startled, and he lowered his head in the direction Fu You was pulling. This time, he could clearly see what the young man in his arms looked like at the moment.

The Beaumont family head, who usually took great care of his appearance, was found disheveled and half covered in blood. His soaked blond hair draped wetly around his face, his features still handsome, but now tinged with an unusual, dewy red, giving them a sinister look.

"Knight Bo," Fu You called him again. Knight Bo's entire body trembled, and he felt that strange emotion spreading in his chest again.

This time, it was far more violent than at the banquet.

A moment of bewilderment rarely crossed his always sharp brown eyes, and his ears instantly turned red.

Fu You was battling his instincts, the alpha's scent making him yearn for it. He didn't notice anything unusual about Knight Bo, just suppressed his slight gasps and raised his head. As he spoke, his pale lips almost touched the man's rolling Adam's apple.

There was a layer of misty light in Fu You's narrow eyes, as if it would turn into tears and fall in the next second.

With the last of his sanity, he made a difficult plea to the Knight who was still staring at him silently: "Take me...Take me away from here, Knight."

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