Chapter 9 Don't Move (Catching Bugs) Out of Control Tide
I'm sick...
Hearing this, Fu Yan fell silent, as if trying to organize his thoughts.
"Is it because I uh… put clothes on you?"
Omega's voice was soft and cautious, with a hint of uncertainty, as if he was carefully touching upon a sensitive topic.
Wei Yian's gaze lingered on him for a moment, and he responded clearly and directly: "No, it's because of an Alpha in the susceptible period."
"Oh..." Fu Yan blinked and responded softly, with a hint of trance in his voice.
"Do you still have the pheromone barrier ring?" Wei Yinan moved his fingers and gently stroked the silver ring that was almost unrecognizable.
No matter how special the craftsmanship is, it cannot withstand violent human destruction. The exquisite ring has been deformed and twisted by the teeth marks, losing its original luster and shape.
His voice was low and cold: "Sorry, it looks like this is completely scrapped."
Looking at the Beta's frowning expression, Fu Yan could probably guess what he was going to do. The Omega hesitated for a moment, then slightly opened the collar of his shirt, revealing a piece of delicate skin.
"Is this okay?"
On his jade-white neck, an exquisite suppression ring shone discreetly under the light. After receiving a positive answer, Fu Yan gathered his long hair, which was lightly tied with a headband, to his chest.
His nimble fingertips slid across the back of his neck a few times, and the tightly bound black ring-shaped ornament was slowly peeled off. The entire process was silent, but as the barrier disappeared, Fu Yan could clearly feel his information factor gradually reviving.
"Thank you. Wait a moment."
Wei Yian, who had politely avoided the situation, turned his gaze back. He nodded slightly, then without hesitation reached out and took the suppression ring that Fu Yan handed him. The soft texture still retained the warmth of the Omega's body.
…
In the box, Zhao Yisu curled up in the seat motionless, as if swept away by an invisible tide.
The stimulation of pheromones made his emotions gradually out of control, but when he thought that someone was about to fall into the trap he set, the corners of Alpha's mouth unconsciously curled up into a sneer.
Heh... What Imperial Vice Admiral? A sick Beta dares to challenge the authority of Alpha. I'm waiting for you...
Not knowing what he was thinking about, Zhao Yisu let out a muffled groan, and an unprecedented sense of satisfaction filled his body like an electric current, causing his eyes to unconsciously turn a hint of red.
However, this pleasure was short-lived.
Boom—with a loud roar, the extremely sturdy door of the Verona Restaurant, which was said to be able to withstand the crazy attacks of susceptible Alphas, was suddenly kicked open like paper.
"Ugh..." Zhao Yisu covered his head and abruptly stood up. His movements were extremely hasty and awkward, obviously deeply shocked by the violent attack. He raised his head, and suddenly his eyes were filled with fear because of what he saw.
“Danger—!”
Alpha's mouth moved as if he wanted to say something, but his voice was suddenly cut off.
A powerful blow, like a mecha's sonic cannon, struck him head-on, carrying a chilling force. Zhao Yisu's pupils contracted sharply, barely registering the tip of a silvery trajectory before his consciousness plunged into darkness.
"Huh." Wei Yian's gaze was as cold as ice, his expression unwavering as he gazed down at the collapsed Alpha. He glanced at his right hand, and with that single punch, there was no unnecessary dialogue, no back-and-forth combat, only overwhelming strength.
The sharp edges left by the bite on the silver ring on the middle finger became the sharpest weapon at this moment. It scratched Zhao Yisu's cheek heavily, leaving a shocking blood mark.
After letting out a breath, Wei Yian felt a lot more relaxed. He clenched the suppression ring in his left hand and turned away.
"I took action, come and clean up afterward."
After sending the message, Wei Yian returned to his original box without waiting for any response from the adjutant.
The only thing left in the air was the faint smell of blood, the pungent pheromones of the susceptible Alpha, and the mess on the ground.
…
Listening to the loud noise coming from next door, Fu Yan sat there with mixed feelings.
As a high-level Omega, without the shielding of the suppression ring in this confined space, he could clearly feel the strong and cold aura coming from the Beta, as if it had penetrated into every corner of the room.
Even though Wei Yian was not by his side at the moment, this omnipresent feeling of oppression still followed him closely, stimulating Fu Yan's extremely sharp senses. Every inch of his skin spoke of vigilance and uneasiness.
When Wei Yian stepped into the box again, Fu Yan almost instinctively had a stress reaction: his nerves suddenly tightened, like a bowstring ready to be released; but his body was like butter melted by the heat, subconsciously becoming soft and losing resistance.
Faced with the inexplicable and contradictory state in his body, Fu Yan's eyes couldn't help but become complicated.
It's obviously a Beta...
"Thank you very much."
"You're welcome." Fu Yan's voice trembled slightly, revealing a hint of barely perceptible nervousness.
Wei Yian paid no attention to Fu Yan's strange reaction. He simply leaned forward and placed the suppression ring in front of the Omega. He maintained his usual calm and self-control, his movements gentle and precise, showing no trace of the brutality that had just injured him.
As the other party retreated to a safe distance, Fu Yan quickly put on the suppression ring. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked with genuine concern, "How are you feeling now?"
"I'm a little hungry." Wei Yian thought for a moment and answered seriously.
Looking at the serious and calm expression of the lieutenant general, Fu Yan inexplicably wanted to laugh.
The two of them understood each other tacitly, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding, and put the previous complicated and subtle atmosphere behind them.
The delicacies on the table still exuded an enticing aroma, but the atmosphere in the room was completely different. The suffocating silence was gradually replaced by the sound of soft conversation.
At the previous banquet, Wei Yian politely declined the offers of fourteen people, but chose to accept the olive branch extended by Fu Yan. This action, like a silent language, sent an intriguing signal to the outside world.
Although the outside world did not believe that an Omega lacking pheromones and a Beta with disordered hormones would develop any extraordinary feelings, under the influence of Wei Yinan, the covetous eyes around Fu Yan gradually subsided and quietly turned into exploitation and enticement.
At the same time, Wei Yian's reputation also experienced an unexpected resurgence. After all, under the watchful eyes of the public, the usually aloof Beta accepted the overtures of a prominent family, an act that implicitly demonstrated his stance.
On StarNet, behind many public reports about Wei Yinan, one can vaguely see the Fu family's efforts to add fuel to the fire.
…
After the meal, it was already dark outside and the moonlight poured on the ground like water, covering Eltz with a mysterious and romantic veil.
"I send you."
Out of courtesy, Wei Yian took the initiative to extend his hand to invite Fu Yan to join him.
Looking at the hand with distinct joints that revealed strength and calmness, Fu Yan couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.
The Beta before him was calm and composed, completely in line with social etiquette. But for Fu Yan, every direct contact with him was filled with anxiety and a bit of fear. He worried that his pheromone flow would get out of control at such a moment, causing unnecessary embarrassment.
However, considering the rare harmonious atmosphere tonight and the positive impact it might have on the relationship between the two sides, Fu Yan weighed the pros and cons and finally mustered up the courage.
He took a deep breath, calmed his inner turmoil, and then slowly placed his hand into Wei Yian's palm.
The two of them strolled along the maze-like paths of Verona, the night breeze bringing a touch of coolness to their faces. Fu Yan's heart gradually relaxed in this tranquility, and his tense nerves slowly loosened.
However, this tranquility did not last long.
Suddenly, Wei Yian's keen intuition caught a hint of something unusual. Without hesitation, he almost grabbed Fu Yan beside him and rushed towards the nearest hidden corner.
The shadow happened to be at the corner of the building, and the cold moonlight could only barely illuminate a few feet away, providing them with excellent cover.
Wei Yian fixed Fu Yan on the inside of the wall with swift and decisive movements. He leaned forward, and his windbreaker seemed to be a living shadow, tightly covering Fu Yan's conspicuous long white hair.
Omega was caught off guard by this sudden action and his heartbeat accelerated, but he soon understood Wei Yian's intention.
He subconsciously closed his eyes, and his body's senses were fully activated at this moment: the sound of leaves rubbing against each other came from afar, the cool touch of the windbreaker against his skin was nearby, and he could even feel the steady heartbeat of Wei Yian's chest on his cheek.
As time slowly passed, no expected threats appeared around him, but Fu Yan's body gradually slumped in tension.
In this stagnant air, a deep voice sounded above his head: "Don't move."
Fu Yan nodded slightly, feeling as if his chest was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and every breath became extremely hot.
Finally, an Alpha's voice came over the distant wind, angrily saying, "Zhao Yisu is a lunatic. He's asking for his own death, so don't drag me down with him!"
"Please keep your voice down..."
"The place's cleared, what's there to be afraid of? I've been waiting for two fucking hours, and I can't even complain? It takes this long to set up a game, is he also interested in that Beta?"
Wei Yian recognized that it was Zhao Yiheng's voice and immediately understood.
In just a few words, he quickly deduced Zhao Yisu's plan: the ambitious Councillor Zhao had made two preparations. Whether he agreed to cooperate or chose to refuse to leave, corresponding personnel would use the excuse of the Alpha susceptible period to block and control the situation.
This simple and crude plan was intended to force Wei Yinan into a desperate situation, induce his illness to get out of control, and use this as a bargaining chip.
At that time, Wei Yian would either have to actively seek help from those present, or he would have to passively bear the bitter fruit of having the handle on him, allowing the Zhao family to gain the upper hand in future games and secure victory.
But what Zhao Yisu obviously did not foresee was that Wei Yinan did not follow his script at all.
This person refused the offer but didn't leave. Instead, he went to another appointment next door. Even under these circumstances, he managed to control his symptoms, nearly thwarting Zhao Yiheng's interception plan. When Wei Yian returned to the private room and knocked Zhao Yisu unconscious with a punch, his entire plan was completely disrupted...
Realizing that he might have been unwittingly involved in a conspiracy, Fu Yan's heartbeat quickened again. However, he remained unusually calm, simply staying quietly in Wei Yian's arms, trying to minimize his presence.
However, Beta's cold breath wrapped him tightly like a cage. Although there was no direct skin contact, Wei Yi'an's heaving chest and clasped hands still brought him considerable pressure.
After a while, Fu Yan suddenly felt his hands and feet go weak. He tightened his abdomen and tried to endure it for a while, but his body's reaction became more and more intense.
Wei Yian, who was standing above, listened intently to the sounds in the wind. There were only about twenty people, so getting out wouldn't be difficult. It was just...
He glanced at the Omega in his arms: Fu Yan's face was flushed, and a thin layer of sweat had already seeped out of his forehead. It was obvious that his physical condition was not normal.
At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into the softest and most harmless little animal. Every movement and every gasp exuded indescribable intimacy and dependence.
"What's wrong with you?" Wei Yian was a little surprised. He lowered his head and asked softly.
In the darkness, Fu Yan clutched his collar in despair. He felt the restraint ring behind his neck sounding an alarm.
"I...I'm going into heat..."
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