My Alpha
Shao Wei's high fever subsided, but his confession that night seemed like a dream, and no one mentioned it again after dawn.
Si Qi stood in the kitchen, cooking porridge. This was the third dish he had learned to make in the past month—plain porridge with a little dried scallop; Shao Wei preferred it light. He stared at the rice bubbling in the pot, his thoughts drifting back to the way Shao Wei had tremblingly said "I love you" in his arms last night.
Those three words were as light as an illusion.
And now, Shao Wei has returned to his calm and aloof appearance, as if nothing had happened.
Si Qi walked into the guest room carrying porridge. Shao Wei was leaning against the head of the bed reading documents. Hearing footsteps, he raised his head, his eyes flickered slightly, and then quickly dropped them.
"Eat something." Si Qi put the bowl on the bedside table. "The doctor said you need to replenish your energy."
"Thank you." Shao Wei's voice was very soft, his fingers pinching the edge of the document, his knuckles slightly white.
Si Qi didn't leave, but stood by the bed and looked at him.
Shao Wei finally raised his eyes: "Anything else?"
"Do you still remember what happened last night?" Si Qi asked directly.
Shao Wei's fingers froze for a moment, then he calmly turned a page of the document: "I had a fever, so I can't remember clearly."
lie.
Si Qi knew him too well - when Shao Wei lied, his fingers would unconsciously stroke the edge of the paper.
"Really?" Si Qi didn't expose the truth. He just leaned over, put one hand on the headboard, and approached Shao Wei. "Then I'll help you recall it."
Shao Wei's breathing stagnated slightly, and he subconsciously leaned back, but the head of the bed was behind him and there was nowhere to retreat.
"You said you loved me." Si Qi whispered, "You loved me from the first time we met."
Shao Wei's eyelashes trembled and his Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't say anything.
"Now, I want you to say it again when you're awake." Si Qi stared into his eyes, "Not because of a fever, not because of a blurred consciousness, but right now—Shao Wei, do you love me?"
The air in the room seemed to freeze.
Shao Wei's fingertips trembled slightly. After a while, he gently closed his eyes and spoke in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible:
"……like."
Si Qi's heart skipped a beat.
He reached out and grabbed the back of Shao Wei's neck, gently stroking the temporarily marked wound with his thumb, feeling the other's muscles instantly tense.
"Say it again."
Shao Wei's breathing became disordered, his eyelashes drooped, and his voice was soft but clear: "...I love you, Siqi."
Si Qi couldn't hold back any longer and lowered his head to kiss him.
This kiss was different from all the previous ones - not the rough possession during the sensitive period, not the painful comfort during temporary marking, but a real kiss with warmth.
Shao Wei was stiff at first, then slowly relaxed, his fingers unconsciously clutching Si Qi's collar, as if he was afraid that he would leave, or as if he was afraid that he would indulge himself.
Until both of them were breathing unsteadily, Si Qi stepped back slightly, pressed his forehead against his, and smiled softly: "So you can respond to me when you are sober."
Shao Wei's ears turned red, and he turned his face away: "...Don't push your luck."
Si Qi pinched his chin, turned back, and kissed him again: "I want it."
Shao Wei finally couldn't help it, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Although he quickly closed them again, Si Qi saw it - that was the first real smile Shao Wei showed him.
In the following days, the ice wall between the two finally began to melt.
Shao Wei no longer avoided Si Qi's touch, and would even occasionally move closer when Si Qi got close. Si Qi, on the other hand, became even more aggressive, finding all sorts of excuses to cling to him every day—touching his fingers when passing him coffee, insisting on sharing the same sofa while reading, and demanding a goodnight kiss before going to bed.
Every time, Shao Wei would frown slightly and say "stop making trouble", but he never really pushed him away.
Until one night, when Si Qi was processing documents in the study, Shao Wei pushed the door and walked in.
"What's wrong?" Si Qi looked up.
Shao Wei didn't say anything, but just walked to his side, bent down and kissed him.
Si Qi was stunned for a second, then she grabbed his waist and deepened the kiss. When they separated, he raised an eyebrow: "Finally learned to take the initiative?"
Shao Wei's ears flushed, but he feigned composure: "...The temporary mark is about to expire."
Si Qi chuckled, knowing it was just an excuse—the temporary mark could clearly last two more days. But he didn't expose it. He simply pulled the man to sit on his lap and gently nibbled his gland. "Okay, I'll give you another one."
Shao Wei's fingers clenched his shirt tightly, his breathing became slightly faster, but he did not hide.
After Si Qi finished marking, she didn't let him go. Instead, she gently kissed his earlobe in this position: "Don't go back to the guest room tonight, okay?"
Shao Wei's body stiffened for a moment.
Si Qi immediately added: "Just sleep, nothing else."
Shao Wei was silent for a while, and finally nodded imperceptibly.
That night, Shao Wei slept in the master bedroom.
Si Qi kept his promise and really just held him to sleep. But in the middle of the night, when he woke up, he found Shao Wei curled up in his arms, forehead against his chest, breathing steadily.
——This was the first time that Shao Wei approached him actively while awake.
Si Qi's heart softened. He gently kissed the top of his head and hugged him tighter.
The ice wall will eventually melt.
Shao Wei's glandular recovery speed far exceeded the doctor's expectations, but this abnormality also attracted unnecessary attention.
Si Qi sat in his study, looking through the latest medical report, his brow furrowed. There was a handwritten note at the bottom of the report:
"Further genetic testing is recommended; the gland's ability to regenerate may be of research value." — Dr. Li
He sneered and threw the report directly into the shredder.
"What's wrong?" Shao Wei pushed the door open, two cups of coffee in his hands. He looked much better than a month ago, his cheeks had turned red, and he no longer looked like he was about to collapse when he walked.
Si Qi reached out to take the coffee and pulled him to his side: "Doctor Li has reported your data."
Shao Wei's fingers stiffened slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "Yeah, I guessed it."
"Aren't you worried?"
"Is worrying useful?" Shao Wei lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. "From the day the experimental subject's identity was exposed, I knew this would happen."
Si Qi pinched his chin and forced him to look up: "With me here, no one can touch you."
Shao Wei looked at him, a complex expression flashed in his gray-blue eyes, and finally he said "hmm" softly.
Si Qi knew that Shao Wei still didn't completely believe him.
Three days later, Si Qi received a strange phone call.
"Mr. Si, I've heard a lot about you." A deep male voice came from the other end of the line. "I'm Professor Zhou from the National Institute of Biotechnology. I'd like to talk to you about Mr. Shao."
Si Qi's eyes instantly turned cold: "Not interested."
"Don't be so quick to refuse." The other party smiled. "We've found out that the experiment fifteen years ago not only produced Shao Wei, but also three survivors. One of them...his glands have recently begun to repair themselves."
Si Qi's fingers tightened: "What do you want to say?"
"Cooperate." Professor Zhou's voice was full of temptation. "Shao Wei's genes may be the key to curing Alpha pheromone disease. As long as he cooperates with the research, he can not only save himself, but also save many more people."
"Including your research institute's patents and profits, right?" Si Qi sneered, "No way."
After hanging up the phone, he immediately contacted a private detective: "Investigate this Professor Zhou and the other three experimental subjects he mentioned."
At the same time, in the old house of the Shao family.
Mr. Shao was sitting in the study, opposite a middle-aged man in a well-tailored suit.
"Commissioner Shao isn't your biological son, yet you gave him 10% of the shares." The man pushed his glasses up. "Now that his identity has been exposed, the board of directors is very uneasy."
Old Master Shao sneered, "What are you worried about? Are you worried that a 'test subject' will get involved in the Shaw Group?"
"He belongs to Si Qi." The man lowered his voice, "And Si Qi just gave up his inheritance rights to the Si family. If Shao Wei's shares fall into his hands..."
"Get out." Old Master Shao suddenly slammed the table. "Shao Wei is my son. Giving him the shares was my decision. As for Si Qi—" He narrowed his eyes. "If he dares to touch the Shao family, I will let him know what the price is."
After the man left in a huff, Old Man Shao dialed a number: "Arrange someone to keep an eye on Committee Member Shao and don't let anyone from the research institute get close to him."
Si Qi discovered that Shao Wei's sleep has become worse again recently.
When he woke up in the middle of the night, the seat next to him was empty. He stood up and looked for it, and finally saw Shao Wei's back on the balcony.
Shao Wei was wearing thin pajamas, with a half-burned cigarette between his fingertips, and the smoke swirled in the night.
"When did you learn to smoke?" Si Qi walked over and put his coat on his shoulders.
Shao Wei didn't look back: "I always do, but I've never smoked in front of you."
Si Qi snatched the cigarette from him and put it out: "It's not good for your health."
Shao Wei finally turned to look at him. Under the moonlight, his eyes were eerily calm. "Si Qi, if my glandular regeneration ability can really save others...should I cooperate with the research?"
"No." Si Qi said firmly.
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to see you being used as a test subject again!" Si Qi grabbed his wrist. "Have you forgotten those syringes and data records?"
Shao Wei looked at him quietly: "But what if you can save people like me?"
Si Qi's breathing stagnated.
He knew what Shao Wei was thinking - those Alphas who were also used as experimental subjects, those who might be struggling in pain.
"…I'll find a way," he finally promised in a low voice, "but not at your expense."
Shao Wei didn't say anything, but just leaned gently into his arms.
The night wind blew, Si Qi tightened his arms, and he had already made a decision in his heart -
Whether it is the research institute or the Shao family board of directors, whoever dares to target Commissioner Shao will pay the price.
Shao Wei was sorting out the information in Siqi's study when his terminal received an encrypted message.
"A7, we know who you are. Would you like to meet someone like you? —A3"
His finger hovered over the screen, his breathing slightly hitched.
When Si Qi pushed the door open, Shao Wei quickly closed the message interface.
"What's wrong?" Si Qi keenly noticed his abnormality and walked over to touch the back of his neck. "Are you feeling discomfort in your glands?"
Shao Wei shook his head: "It's okay, just a little tired."
Si Qi stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly reached out and pinched his chin: "You're lying."
Shao Wei's eyelashes trembled, and he finally sighed and handed him the terminal: "Someone contacted me."
Si Qi glanced at the message, his eyes suddenly cold and stern: "When did you receive it?"
"Ten minutes ago."
"The IP address cannot be traced." Si Qi threw the terminal on the table. "It uses a military-grade encrypted channel."
Shao Wei was silent for a moment: "I want to see them."
"no."
"Siqi." Shao Wei raised his head, his gray-blue eyes staring straight at him. "If there really are other experimental subjects, they might be being persecuted just like me."
Si Qi clenched his fists and finally compromised: "I'll go with you."
The meeting place was an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city.
Shao Wei followed Si Qi through the rusty corridor and finally stopped in front of a warehouse with dim lights.
The door slid open automatically, revealing three people standing inside.
Two men and one woman, of similar age, all had the same numbered tattoos on their necks - A3, A9, A12.
"Finally, we meet, A7." The leading man (A3) smiled, his pheromones carrying the scent of gunpowder. "Is this the legendary eldest son of the Si family who gave up his inheritance rights for you?"
Si Qi took a half step forward, blocking Shao Wei behind him and said, "Just tell me your purpose."
A3 shrugged. "We've set up a dark web to take in test subjects abandoned by the lab." He looked at Shao Wei. "Your glandular regeneration data has recently been fetching a sky-high price on the black market. The research institute and several financial groups are looking for you."
Shao Wei's fingertips felt slightly cold: "How many people are still alive?"
"Seven, including you," the sole female (A9) said, her voice hoarse. "The rest are dead. Either their glands collapsed or they were 'recycled.'"
Si Qi narrowed his eyes: "How did you escape?"
"Explosion." A12 sneered, "We were the ones who caused that 'accident' fifteen years ago."
Shao Wei's breath hitched. He remembered the fire—it was after that that he was "adopted" by the Shao family.
A3 called up a holographic projection. "Now there's an opportunity to completely destroy the experimental data." He pointed to the central building model. "Next Wednesday, the institute will hold a communication meeting in the underground database, and all core data will be centrally transmitted."
"Where are you going to blow up?" Si Qi asked coldly.
"No, we want data," A9 corrected. "Only by obtaining the original experimental records can we prove that we were illegally modified, rather than 'voluntarily participating.'"
Shao Wei suddenly said, "What happens after you get it?"
"Publicize it." A3's eyes were sharp. "Let the whole world know what those people did to us."
The warehouse fell silent.
Shao Wei looked at Si Qi, who had a gloomy expression on his face, but nodded slightly.
"I need to think about it." Shao Wei finally said.
On the return journey in the hovercraft, Si Qi suddenly turned the steering wheel and turned into an alley.
"We're being followed." He checked the car surveillance footage, which showed three black SUVs closing in. "They're not from the research institute. The license plates belong to the Shao family."
Shao Wei gripped his seatbelt tightly. “Are they from the board of directors?”
"High probability." Si Qi switched to manual driving and stepped on the accelerator. "Hold on tight."
The car shot out like an arrow, hurtling through the narrow alleys. Vehicles behind it pursued closely, even firing.
"Bang!" A bullet shattered the rear window.
Si Qi cursed, suddenly turned sharply and crashed through the guardrail. As the car rushed into the river, he pressed the emergency button under the seat.
"hold me!"
The next second, the airbag popped out, and the entire car was sealed into a lifeboat and fell into the water.
When the underwater escape pod surfaced, the pursuers had disappeared.
Shao Wei was soaked, and his pale face was splattered with blood - glass fragments had scratched his forehead.
Si Qi held his face, brushed his thumb across the wound, and said in a hoarse voice: "Does it hurt?"
Shao Wei shook his head and suddenly reached out to hug him.
Si Qi froze - this was the first time Shao Wei took the initiative to hug him.
"I hope so." Shao Wei's voice was muffled in his shoulder. "If one day I——"
"No ifs." Si Qi tightened his arms, "I will deal with the Shao family, the research institute, and all those who want to hurt you."
Shao Wei looked up at him, water dripping down his eyelashes: "Why?"
Si Qi kissed his bloody forehead: "Because you are mine."
It’s not “because I love you” or “because of responsibility”—it’s the most straightforward declaration of possession.
Shao Wei closed his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Okay."
Late at night, Shao Wei logged into the dark web channel provided by A3.
"I'm in," he messaged, "but there's one condition—Siqi must be present on the day of the operation."
A3's response was quick: "Deal. Also, be careful of Shao's second uncle; he's been getting very close to the research institute lately."
After closing the terminal, Shao Wei looked at Si Qi who was sleeping soundly and gently stroked his frowning brows.
The storm has just begun.
And they have no way out.
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