A Scarred Omega [Female Alpha, Male Omega] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 20

I hate that I didn't buy a terminal for Axiu earlier and bind him tightly to me. Otherwise, I could easily know where he is now.

I even question myself why I let him watch the news, why I let him stay at home alone, and why I didn't cultivate the habit of watching the indoor surveillance. If I could correct any of these, I wouldn't be so scared now.

I'm afraid Axiu will act impulsively, be caught, or encounter something unexpected.

I'm afraid of losing him.

And when I stop and gasp for breath, smelling a hint of blood in my nose, this panic almost reaches its peak. I can't quite describe the feeling, maybe it's really the genes at work. When I passed by that familiar corner and caught a glimpse of a dark and neglected alley, I instinctively stopped in my tracks.

I pass by here twice every day, countless times over the years. Among the vast and complex numbers, there is only one time when I stepped in here.

This is the second time.

This is an alley that is completely blocked off and has no other exit.

Even during the peak hours of commuting, no one would notice this place, let alone during this deserted time.

I slowly approached the entrance of the alley, the rare clear sunlight in the capital city was completely blocked by the towering buildings on both sides, and my shadow also blocked the light pouring in from outside the alley. The alley was dim and gloomy, with dry sand and dust particles covering the ground, and endless dust floating in the air.

The dampness in the air had dried up under the sunlight, but it couldn't erase the traces. It was still as dirty as the first time I came in, and stepping in would leave a footprint. If I wanted to, I might even be able to find the traces left from the last time on the ground.

But now I obviously don't have that kind of mindset.

I stared at the white figure curled up at the deepest part of the alley, and for a moment, I thought time had turned back.

Axiu leaned against the wall at the deepest part, his gray-white hair almost blending into the dirty gray wall. He closed his eyes, his expression calm and peaceful to the point of indifference, holding a chain in his hand. The other hand was blocking near the neck, holding a sharp steel pen.

His white shirt was already stained red.

Blood was everywhere on his body, all of it. Fresh red, dark red, flowing and coagulated blood.

I was frozen in place, my whole body cold from head to toe. I had imagined countless scenarios, but not this one.

The faint smell of dark chocolate mixed with the smell of blood drifted into my nose. I suddenly came to my senses, forced myself to calm down, and used my alpha senses to perceive Axiu's breathing and heartbeat.

It was very weak, almost imperceptible.

I knelt down and took a deep breath, tearing off a piece of my clothes to stop the bleeding. At the same time, I released a lot of pheromones and wrapped them around his neck and body, trembling as I picked him up.

He suddenly became very light, and I could easily carry him home.

Axiu's identity is special. He cannot go to the hospital, report to the police, or alarm anyone around him or show any abnormalities.

I wrapped more and more pheromones around him, holding his whole body in my arms, feeling his slightly low body temperature, which did not warm up even in the sunlight. My heart was in turmoil, and I was extremely agitated. I rented a small public hovercar and set the speed to the fastest. In a few minutes, I arrived at the residential gate with Axiu. The security guard saw our posture and the strong pheromones emanating from us, and his ambiguous smile reappeared. Before I could say anything, he let me in.