Chapter 24: Sent to the Wrong Person.
A deep, alluring voice, not artificially enhanced by the slight bubble sound effect.
"Why are you leaving, I... hey!"
Another alpha, still getting cozy with an omega, couldn't finish his sentence before the door was shut.
The closed door concealed the figure in haste.
2:30 in the morning.
Outside a luxurious European-style mansion, a black Maybach came to an abrupt stop.
The towering alpha inside the car swiftly opened the door and dashed towards the villa.
He Yu Shen went straight up to his bedroom.
The room was bathed in darkness, but a palpable candy-sweet scent filled the air.
The room was silent, save for the soft rustling of fabric.
He Yushen's hand found the light switch on the wall.
Instantly, the room was illuminated.
As the room brightened, he swallowed hard a few times.
The person at the center of the bed had visibly rapid breathing, their face flushed intensely, with the neck and chest mostly exposed to the air.
Sticky perspiration coated the forehead and chest. Desire sparkled in their eyes.
Delicate hands bore bite marks, while one was hidden under clothing, protruding slightly.
He Yushen stood by the door, which he firmly shut.
A hint of mint began to emanate from the nape of his neck.
The person on the bed opened their dazed eyes and cast a glance in his direction.
His heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.
"You won't find relief like this."
He Yushen leaned in, approaching the individual on the bed.
The dazed figure evaded his touch, and the hand he extended froze momentarily.
"Now's not the time for petulance. Playing hard to get isn't suitable here."
He Yushen drew the person into his embrace.
Yet, whenever he approached, the figure on the bed furrowed their brows, weakly pushing him away.
With a determined frown, He Yushen forcefully pulled the person closer, simultaneously shedding his coat.
Strangely, once the coat was discarded, the individual began to snuggle into his embrace of their own accord.
"So, my clothes smelled offensive to you?" He Yushen chuckled lightly.
"You despise other omegas getting close to me so much yet have such a fondness for me."
"I suppose I can reluctantly help you out."
His voice was low and seductive, with no trace of reluctance.
The bedside lamp was turned off, leaving the room steeped in a rich mint aroma mingled with a fainter sweet scent.
Layer upon layer.
Like waves in the sea, they continuously roll, undulate, crashing against the shore.
It went on until the break of dawn.
Only then did calm return.
Nan Yi slept deeply until the afternoon. The soreness throughout his body, his dry and slightly painful glands, made it hard for him to get out of bed.
The events of the previous night were fresh in his mind.
As clarity returned to him, he grappled with desires he both yearned for and couldn't bear.
Resisting consciously, but inevitably succumbing.
"You're awake."
The manner in which He Yu Shen opened the door was gentle, especially when he caught sight of the pair of wide, stunned eyes on the bed.
His actions became a bit more brusque, closing the door with a loud "bang".
The man in bed snapped back to reality from the startle.
"Eat something."
A small bowl of porridge appeared on the bedside table.
Overwhelmed by hunger, Nan Yi wanted to sit up slowly, but even a slight movement pained him.
"Tsk."
A hand, muscular and firm, wrapped around his back.
Gently lifting him up.
An extra pillow appeared behind him.
Placed to support his tender lower back.
The alpha before him seemed to be more considerate than he had imagined.
A bowl of porridge was handed to him.
"Do you expect me to feed you?"
With a deep voice of discontent, Nan Yi hurriedly took the bowl.
Nan Yi sipped the slightly hot porridge, while the man beside him sat in a chair, his gaze fixed upon him.
Such a gaze made him uncomfortable, so he kept his head down throughout, remaining silent.
He Yu Shen stared at the soft, rosy lips that occasionally pursed to exhale, and sometimes revealed the tip of a tongue. His eyebrows were deeply furrowed.
Those soft lips, silent and thus devoid of any joy, had escaped his notice when the young one passed out in the midst of their activity last night.
If those lips could speak, they'd probably have
sweet voice.
No, perhaps a more aloof voice.
"Were you born mute?"
Nan Yi paused in his act of sipping the porridge and slowly shook his head.
"What caused it?" He Yu Shen inquired.
Nan Yi placed the empty bowl on the table and pulled out his phone from under the pillow.
Unlocking it revealed the text message screen from the previous night.
The unfamiliar number wasn't Xiao Wang's.
He had sent the message to the wrong recipient.
The text, [I'm in heat now], was now glaringly evident.
However, the situation was what it was; this wasn't the first time.
He returned to the phone's home screen and accessed the notes app.
[Drowned when young]
He Yu Shen silently stared at the message for a long while.
Nan Yi kept holding up his phone.
"How did you drown? While swimming?" He Yu Shen asked with a slight frown.
As long as it wasn't congenital muteness, there was a chance for recovery.
The man on the bed turned pale and shook his head, lips tightly sealed.
"What was it then?"
He Yu Shen's impatience became evident, his tone laced with irritation.
Nan Yi just kept shaking his head.
He Yu Shen continued observing him for another moment.
"Your heat cycle will last several days, and your body is too frail to rely on me every time."
An inhibitor was placed in front of Nan Yi.
The empty bowl on the table was taken away as He Yu Shen stood and exited the room.
After eating a bit, Nan Yi, feeling exhausted, sank back into bed and drifted into sleep.
When he awoke, it was already evening, and his body began to feel increasingly feverish.
Nan Yi managed to slowly get out of bed. He took the inhibitor from the drawer and administered it to his gland.
The effect was pronounced, and his body gradually returned to its normal state.
The sensation of an unbrushed mouth was uncomfortable. Instead of descending downstairs, he first went to the bathroom.
Looking in the mirror, he noticed his skin was covered in soft, petal-like blushing patches.
After freshening up, Nan Yi put on a high-collared gray sweater and then walked downstairs in his bunny slippers.
The enticing aroma of food reached him even before he fully descended the stairs, stirring hunger within him.
"Feeling better?"
Nan Yi ignored the speaking alpha.
Despite his quiet footsteps and the distance, he wondered how He Yu Shen had heard him.
"Is Mr. Nan unwell?"
Upon hearing He Yu Shen's comment, Song Jing also voiced his concern.
Following He Yu Shen's gaze, he noticed the pale yet flushed individual descending the stairs awkwardly.
The smile on Song Jing's face froze as he fixated on a hint of blush visible on the neck.
He tightened his grip on the chopsticks he held.
His eyes filled with animosity.
"Come eat," He Yu Shen said, glancing at the descending figure.
Song Jing's grip tightened further.
He couldn't let things continue between Nan Yi and He Yu Shen.
An omega might conceive at any time, and He Yu Shen's attitude toward him seemed to be changing.
Song Jing realized he couldn't remain passive.
Fortunately, his birthday was approaching soon.