Emilia took two minutes to understand the meaning in Angus' words. When realization dawned, she pressed her hand, covered in wolf fur, to Angus' face.
"You're dreaming," Emilia said. "I won't let you permanently mark me! You filthy creature."
The young miss felt her dignity was severely challenged - she would rather have the wolf pack get used to her scent...she would rather reluctantly pet these frenzied carnivores than be permanently marked by him.
For an omega, that meant eternal commitment.
Angus sighed, "Very well then."
He lowered his eyes slightly. In his field of vision, Emilia was still angrily touching the wolf pack, her hair and chest heaving with agitated breaths.
Emilia didn't like the beastly smells on her. She asked Angus, "Is there another way?"
She said, "Anything except a permanent mark...I'll do."
Angus looked conflicted. "Yes, miss. But that may still offend you."
"Nothing's more offensiv
Besides blood, there were also bone marrow, semen... oh, the latter was not a necessity.Caesar's identity was special, and he naturally knew what this meant. To some extent, the permanent marking was actually restraining the omega, but Caesar made the same promise to her.He shared blood and life with her.The nightingale that grew up in the dark eventually perched on a large tree.The tree provided its sap for her nourishment.......After Lola successfully enrolled in school, Caesar's mood did not improve.For some reasons, Emilia was ahead of Lola in grade, so she couldn't take care of Lola all the time. And Lola's physique was such that it was best not to bleed...Unfortunately, the school Lola attended was a mixed one. Although she chose politics as her major, there were many alphas who would go to the battlefield in the future.The school had strict security, but privately, Caesar would still send Salleri 's guard
Lola only found out that Emilia had come to find her after she finished her class.She threw a whole piece of chocolate into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed hard: "Where is she?""She went to the back mountain with Instructor Angus."Lola drank a whole cup of hot cocoa and ate two more pieces of chocolate. She checked her schedule. There were no classes today, she could rest now.But, by next week, Lola has to leave here to continue her studies as a student.What an unfortunate event.Yes, Lola still needs to receive a university education now. She passed the written exam smoothly and is now a student at a certain university in the empire.However, due to her special status, she doesn't have to live in a dormitory. She only needs to go there when she has classes.It's a holiday now. After the holiday is over, Lola has to leave here temporarily and focus on studying at school.Also, she needs to receive he
As Caesar realized that his suppressants had failed him, a faint whiff of Omega pheromones floated nearby, redolent of the first blooming jasmine of the morning, dewdrops cascading down the pristine white petals.The crisp and delicate pheromones permeated the air, pure and tender, so clear that any impure thoughts seemed sacrilegious.However, for Caesar, in his vulnerable state, the scent only served to kindle his desire to ravage.He had toiled for 35 consecutive hours, managing the senile bureaucrats in the Senate and the House of Commons, culminating in a covert Cabinet meeting held in the dead of night at the Prime Minister's residence, when he felt a subtle discomfort in his body.During his susceptible period, he arrived prematurely.For an Alpha, heat sensitized them to the pheromones released by the Omega in their vicinity. They could perceive even the faintest hint of the fragrance.A specific General, who had succumbed to his susceptible period and violated the child of a C
The moment when Lola hugged Caesar, she couldn't imagine the kind of treatment she would receive—her fever period arrived earlier than she expected. As the daughter of a significant criminal, she lived in a small house inside the Prime Minister's residence. She was prohibited from leaving unless there was a need for publicity or the newly appointed Prime Minister wanted to show his kindness, allowing Lola to take some happy photos before being locked back in the yard. Escape was even more impossible as her ankle was forcibly fixed with a positioning chip. Once she went beyond the designated range, the chip would sound an alarm and release an electric current strong enough to make Lola unconscious.Three years ago, Lola learned from her teacher how every Omega should handle their first heat after adulthood - by taking suppressant pills to cover up the scent of their pheromones and staying away from Alphas, especially those in their sensitive period.During her heat period, Lola's phy
It is two o'clock in the afternoon.Caesar has finally regained consciousness, thanks to the suppressants. His physician speculates that his susceptible period early may have been due to food. After all, Caesar has just returned to Florence and needs to adjust his sleep schedule. There are still traces of the Omega woman's blood on his uniform and teeth. He cannot deny that her pheromones were a perfect match for him, an unbelievable sensation.However, her race causes Caesar to frown. Under the rule of the Imperial Federation, all races are treated equally and without discrimination. No matter where they come from or to which country they belong, they will not face unfair treatment as long as they join the Empire.Except for Asti.Since the establishment of the Empire, Asti has been labeled as dangerous, unruly, and terrifying. They are not permitted to attend public schools, reside near other communities, work in government-related jobs, or participate in crucial industries such as
Lola didn't know whether to feel lucky for being an Omega. Since the vigorous equal rights movement decades ago, Omegas were no longer seen as weak. In some cases, they were even given preferential treatment for political correctness.For example, today. Despite being accused of leaking confidential information and facing severe scrutiny, she was not punished like others.But the shackle and chain bound her had become unbearable; its weight oppressed her greatly. Lola couldn't stand up anymore and could only kneel on the cold ground. The chilly water soaked her legs while her white dress barely covered her scraped knees. Due to her position, half of her calf was exposed, with red finger marks visible on its fair skin.The perpetrator stood outside the dark iron railing wearing a black military uniform with his rank on his shoulder badge. His mature body was tightly wrapped by a matching belt adorned with a beautiful yet cold golden buckle.He wasn't wearing any badges today; his purpl
Lola finally quenched her thirst, feeling on the verge of perishing from dehydration. She thought herself to a withered sponge, desperately needing replenishment from a water source. The warden presented her with a water-filled disposable paper cup, crude and hardly clean. But Lola didn't care. Heavy shackles constrained her movements; she couldn't stand to drink. Instead, she half-knelt on the ground, greedily gulping the water. It was ordinary, cool drinking water. Lola's throat was sore and swollen, perhaps a lingering aftereffect of her fever or possibly due to Caesar's brutality the day before. She didn't want to dwell on the cause of her discomfort; she just hungrily drank, her actions frantic. The cold water naturally soothed her throat; some uncontrollably dribbled down from the corners of her mouth. Caesar stood nearby, coldly observing her inelegant drinking manner. Despite accusations of betrayal and being parched to this extent, her lips remained as red as rose petals,
Unable to resist Caesar's invitation, Lola's legs had utterly lost strength following the recent excessive fright. Like cooked noodles, soft and round, her limbs seemed to be inundated with hot water, the ligaments, and bones soaked to tenderness. Temporarily marked, her heat finally found brief respite. Due to her physical constitution, Lola enjoyed a short reprieve after Caesar's transient marking. The pheromone illusion allowed her body to secrete hormones normally. Still, once the pheromones faded and metabolized, her heat would persist—without an Alpha's aid, it would be even more unbearable than before. However, the previous night's events would not recur for at least the next two days. An Omega's heat would typically last seven days, and Laura was still determining if she could endure that long. She hoped she could hold on longer, as Caesar seemed challenging to deal with. Caesar had no intention of treating Laura with such cruelty—she wasn't suited for it. He had interrog