The front desk guy who had been dragged over held the spare key and fumbled clumsily to insert it into the lock. He trembled for a long time without managing to open the door. Before he could try the other key, someone grabbed the back of his collar and yanked him away.
The cold and handsome young man, dressed in a bespoke suit and looking refined, kicked the room door open directly with one foot.
The room inside was a complete mess, with glass shards scattered all over the floor and faint traces of fresh blood visible.
The boy who had been rampant on the phone was now pinned to the ground by the neck. Although He Siheng had gained the upper hand, he was also in a sorry state—his hair disheveled, his face pale, and the corners of his eyes tinged with an unnatural red.
Tan Jing’s brows furrowed coldly as he walked step by step toward the two inside the room. As he walked, he shrugged off his jacket, undid the buttons at his shirt collar, yanked off the troublesome tie, and tossed it aside.
Alpha pheromones swept in, carrying a chilling sense of oppression.
The sharp aura seemed to shred Lu Xinshu’s brain. Lu Xinshu let out a shrill wail.
Tan Jing grabbed his hair and hauled Lu Xinshu up from the ground entirely, unceremoniously dragging him a couple of steps before slamming his head against the wall.
His expression was calm, but a icy ferocity had crept into his brows and eyes. The veins on the back of his hand bulged prominently, and his fist, charged with power, smashed mercilessly onto Lu Xinshu’s face.
He said nothing, delivering one heavy punch after another.
Lu Xinshu was beaten until his face was black and blue, his head covered in blood, completely powerless to resist. He couldn’t even squeeze out a scream or plea for help from his throat.
The front desk guy at the door was terrified by the scene but didn’t dare enter. Just the Alpha pheromones alone made breathing difficult for him. He trembled and whispered softly, “D-don’t hit him anymore. If you keep going, s-someone’s going to die…”
The young man in the room ignored him completely, his fists landing heavily as if he had lost his reason.
Under the cold white light, his face was illuminated, and in his pitch-black eyes, there was only killing intent.
Until a slightly trembling hand grabbed his wrist.
He Siheng leaned half his weight on Tan Jing’s wrist, swaying unsteadily as he used him for support to stand. Panting, he forced out a teasing smile with effort. “Bro, if you don’t stop, there’s not going to be anyone left to beat.”
He had originally wanted to joke around flippantly, but after saying that, his strength gave out, and he collapsed toward the floor.
Tan Jing instantly regained his senses and caught him in time.
The reassuring pine needle and grass-wood fragrance enveloped He Siheng.
The aphrodisiac injected into his body was already taking effect, every cell in his body clamoring with desire. But this time, He Siheng didn’t resist. He buried himself in the young man’s embrace, greedily inhaling his scent.
He Siheng trembled all over, his face flushed with an unnatural tide of red.
Vast waves of floral fragrance spread from him, like uncontrollably proliferating flowers, the bold and intense aroma stirring the Alpha’s innate desire to conquer.
Tan Jing knew this was He Siheng’s Heat Period arriving, but this time it came more fiercely and abnormally than before.
With a glance from the corner of his eye at the used syringe on the ground, Tan Jing’s face darkened. He instantly understood the reason for He Siheng’s abnormality.
There were some aphrodisiac agents sold on the market to help Omegas regulate their Heat Period cycles. These agents had no side effects on the body, but the induced Heat Period for an Omega injected with them was more intense and harder to control than a normal one. If he hadn’t arrived in time this time, He Siheng…
Tan Jing’s face turned completely cold. He released his pheromones laced with fury. Lu Xinshu, already collapsed on the ground, was suppressed by this terrifying aura to the point of near suffocation, his entire body wracked with pain like being skinned alive and having his tendons ripped out.
The aura that made Lu Xinshu wish he were dead was, to He Siheng, like sweet rain to a traveler who had wandered parched in the desert for months on the verge of dying of thirst.
He Siheng panted rapidly, ignoring the blood in his palm as he clutched Tan Jing’s clothes tightly. His voice trembled with longing. “Give it to me…”
The wicked desires buried deep in the Alpha’s bones were aroused, the impulse for Permanent Marking stirring restlessly.
Tan Jing forcibly suppressed his restlessness. He half-knelt on the ground, reached out to support the back of He Siheng’s head, leaned down, and bit his nape.
He Siheng clearly felt that this time, he bit down lightly, as if exerting extreme restraint.
Pheromones surged eagerly into the gland. He let out a muffled hum, closed his eyes, and leaned even more submissively into the young man’s arms.
The floral fragrance and grass-wood scent intertwined thread by thread, mingled with the scent of rain. It was like fresh flowers blooming in clusters under damp pine trees after a heavy rain, filling the room with a light, ethereal aroma.
Completing the mark took some time. Lu Xinshu, collapsed on the ground, was stimulated badly by the sight. Filled with rage and hatred, he writhed and struggled to crawl over, attempting to separate them. But a hand seized the back of his head and smashed it viciously into the ground.
The glass shards on the floor cut Lu Xinshu’s face. He cried out in agony.
Tan Jing cast a cold sidelong glance at him, his palm firmly pressing down on his head. The veins on the back of his hand conveyed an absolute sense of power.
Once the pheromones were fully injected, the Temporary Mark was complete. The heat in He Siheng’s body eased considerably. He let out a long breath of relief. Only then did he have the mind to notice the pain in his right hand, grimacing and hissing.
Seeing his mangled, bloodied palm, Tan Jing’s gaze darkened. “I’ll take you to the hospital.”
“It’s just a minor injury.” Supported by him, He Siheng stood and pointed at Lu Xinshu on the ground. “What about him?”
“I’ve already had the front desk call the police. No need to worry about it.”
Hearing about the police, He Siheng immediately objected. “No, this can’t get back to my parents.”
Calling the police meant contacting guardians, and his Omega identity would be exposed. Boss He was still fixated on him Differentiating into an Alpha someday. He didn’t want to disrupt his plans because of a scum like Lu Xinshu.
“Don’t worry about that.” Tan Jing picked up his jacket and phone, draping them over him. “You go to the hospital first. I’ll handle the rest.”
