Chapter 45: High and Mighty Alpha Young Master

No matter what, Father Shen and Mother Shen were right there in the outer hall.

Zhou Wu’s face flushed red as he tried to hug him.

“Shen Yanzhi…!”

Shen Yanzhi’s ears itched from the warmth of his breath, and he grew frantic at not being able to kiss him. “Bite my neck.”

Zhou Wu tried to explain, “The pheromones haven’t come out yet…”

Shen Yanzhi’s pupils were dilated. “Bite me.”

Zhou Wu’s throat bobbed. Was this what the susceptible period was like…?

Shen Yanzhi in his normal state would never be so desperate for someone to seize his vulnerability like this.

With no other choice, Zhou Wu held him down and gently nipped at the back of his neck. That spot was sensitive, after all—a little pain might actually feel especially good to Shen Yanzhi. A purring rumble even rose in his throat.

Zhou Wu added a bit more pressure, grazing with his teeth. Shen Yanzhi’s breathing grew ragged, his words turning into incoherent babble.

“Fuck me.”

“Put it in.”

“Zhou Wu.”

Zhou Wu closed his eyes, about to say no…

Then his heart suddenly thudded hard, a wave of discomfort washing over him.

The doctor had been right about the medicine’s effects. They hit him all at once—chest tight, head spinning.

“Zhou Wu?”

Shen Yanzhi turned to nuzzle against him.

“I’m fine.”

Seeing Zhou Wu clutching his forehead, Shen Yanzhi lay back down.

But then, a faint sweet fruit fragrance began to emerge.

Shen Yanzhi’s eyes darkened further as he sprawled over Zhou Wu, sniffing eagerly—at his ears, his collarbone, his belly, then lower still.

It smelled so good down there.

He wanted to devour it.

But Zhou Wu felt awful. As Shen Yanzhi kept rubbing and grinding against him, Zhou Wu broke out in a sweat from the inner conflict. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore and straddled him.

He’d just have a little taste.

“???” Zhou Wu’s eyes snapped open. “Shen…!”

Meanwhile, outside, Su Bai paced restlessly, more anxious than Father Shen and Mother Shen themselves.

After about half an hour with no word from them, he stood up first.

“I’ll go check.”

He wanted to fetch Zhou Wu and drag him out.

But as he reached the door, Su Bai felt an inexplicable tension.

Even without smelling the pheromones, he could sense the icy woody scent wafting toward him, laced with a veiled threat from within.

Still, he mustered his courage and knocked.

“Time’s up.”

“Zhou Wu?”

“Zhou Wu.”

The knock roused Shen Yanzhi from his daze—he bared his teeth, ready to snap. Zhou Wu hurriedly held him down.

“Little Bai, don’t come in!”

Zhou Wu’s entire face burned red as he spoke.

He truly hadn’t wanted things to turn out like this.

But he’d discovered the most fatal issue with these two conflicting drugs: he was rock-hard, yet couldn’t release.

Shen Yanzhi clung to him relentlessly.

There was no way they could go out like this.

In awkward desperation, he called out, “W-Wait a bit!”

Su Bai’s face turned scarlet. He stumbled back a few steps.

Clutching his face, he thought of what an idiot Zhou Wu was—after all his promises. But when he went to Father Shen and Mother Shen, he covered for him with another lie: “They’re fine. Nothing’s wrong.”

Then Su Bai asked what to do next. Father Shen and Mother Shen exchanged glances, their attention successfully diverted. They said Zhou Wu should probably stay for a while—at least until the susceptible period passed.

To soothe Su Bai, they added that if he wanted to continue his studies later, the Shen Family would support him.

Su Bai: “…” It felt just like 05 was using his schooling as an excuse.

Meanwhile, Zhou Wu pinned the other man down, pleading with him.

“Shh, don’t make a sound.”

But Shen Yanzhi was lost in bliss, murmuring nonstop about how good it felt.

With the mask on, Zhou Wu couldn’t even cover his mouth. He could only shove him forcefully into the pillow.

“Urgh!” Shen Yanzhi’s pupils shuddered. His whole body trembled, the back of his neck flushing red.

“Zhou Wu. Zhou Wu…”

He reached out with difficulty, grasping Zhou Wu’s hand and lacing their fingers together.

He was going to die.

…

By the time Zhou Wu could finally dress again and open the door, his face was still entirely flushed. He didn’t dare look up at Mother Shen and the others.

Shen Yanzhi, by contrast, seemed dazed and content. His gaze followed Zhou Wu around like that of a large, devoted dog.

Mother Shen blinked in surprise. She’d never seen her son wear such a gentle, satisfied, obedient expression.

Father Shen just wanted it out of sight, out of mind. He retreated alone to the study to silently mourn his collection of antique treasures that had met their doom.

In the end, the mother’s heart softened. She prepared a full table of food for the two of them.

As Shen Yanzhi sat down at the table, his first instinct was to grab a sandwich and hold it to Zhou Wu’s mouth.

Zhou Wu glanced at Mother Shen, then awkwardly took a bite to play along.

Mother Shen froze.

She couldn’t help murmuring, “Yanzhi’s been throwing such tantrums these past few days… He hasn’t eaten properly at all…”

Hearing this, Zhou Wu turned to Shen Yanzhi. “You eat.”

Shen Yanzhi promptly popped the half-eaten sandwich—the one Zhou Wu had just bitten—straight into his own mouth. He chewed while staring fixedly at Zhou Wu’s face.

Zhou Wu nodded in approval and handed him another one. Shen Yanzhi took it.

“…” Mother Shen’s emotions grew even more complicated.

Was this still her son?

Shen Yanzhi was always polite on the surface, but as his mother, she knew his true temperament all too well.

He was incredibly picky and quick to look down on others. How could he eat someone else’s leftovers?

And she’d stopped telling him to eat such things years ago. Even as a child, Shen Yanzhi had his own ideas.

They said the susceptible period was the ultimate truth serum for an Alpha’s feelings—more accurate than the Alpha’s own emotions.

If a normally aloof and restrained lover turned passionately insatiable during it, that was true love. But if a seemingly gentle and attentive husband grew restless even with you by his side, his heart belonged elsewhere.

And now, watching her own son practically salivate over every bite of food as if it were seasoned by Zhou Wu’s lips…

Mother Shen felt utter despair.

After the meal, she originally planned to separate them, but Shen Yanzhi refused absolutely.

“Why? I don’t want to be apart.”

He clung to Zhou Wu, refusing to let go no matter what.

Anyone who tried to approach Zhou Wu met an immediate reaction: his body tensed, eyes flashing with feral menace, as if he’d bite the next second.

The bodyguards, having suffered enough already, retreated in unison, signaling they wanted no part of it.

Even Mother Shen didn’t dare get close.

Mother Shen: 🙂

The boy recognized no kin—this child she’d raised in vain.

In the end, with no other options, they simply removed the door to Shen Yanzhi’s bedroom.

This way, the two weren’t fully isolated, and they could keep an eye on things inside at any time.

Shen Yanzhi had no objections to this—as long as Zhou Wu stayed by his side.

He took Zhou Wu by the hand and settled him into the room. Then, like a tireless bird building its nest, he began hauling all sorts of things to Zhou Wu’s side.

Soft pillows, thick blankets, the clothes he often wore, piles of snacks—even a few of his privately treasured luxury watches and ornaments…

Before long, a haphazard little mountain had piled up around Zhou Wu, nearly burying him inside it.

“Enough, Shen Yanzhi,” Zhou Wu said, poking his head out. “It’s so hot…”

Shen Yanzhi must have worn himself out with all the fussing. Satisfied in the nest at last, he hugged Zhou Wu close and quickly drifted off to sleep.

When Su Bai came looking for Zhou Wu, the sight that greeted him was Shen Yanzhi asleep in his arms. Zhou Wu was silently cradling the young master’s head in one hand, gazing down at him with lowered eyes.

“…” What was this warm, cozy feeling?

Something about it just didn’t sit right.

Zhou Wu spotted Su Bai at the door and greeted him in a hushed voice. “Little Bai?”

Su Bai’s emotions were a tangled mess as he crouched at the edge of that little mountain, whispering back. “Zhou Wu, I know you’ve always wanted a real family. And you like babies…”

Which child from the orphanage didn’t dream of a complete home?

“But…” He hesitated, shooting a glance at Shen Yanzhi. Could this man really become part of Zhou Wu’s family?

Their backgrounds, personalities, values…

They were clearly mismatched in every way.

This current harmony was nothing but an illusion brought on by the susceptible period. Who knew what kind of face he’d show once he woke up?

“You can’t just… because he’s pregnant. He might not even keep the baby.”

Zhou Wu looked a little lost. “The baby’s gone?”

Su Bai choked on his words, unsure how to respond.

Just then, Shen Yanzhi stirred awake, sensing the uninvited guest. He frowned in displeasure, his voice rough with sleep and thick with possessive desire. “Get out.”

“You’d better not hurt 05 again.” Su Bai forced out a retort, but under the onslaught of overwhelming pheromones, he lost his nerve and turned to leave.

Zhou Wu, however, tugged persistently at Shen Yanzhi’s sleeve. “Is the baby gone?”

Shen Yanzhi froze for a moment before answering on instinct. “No.”

He picked up on Zhou Wu’s mood and asked in return, “Does Zhou Wu like children?”

Zhou Wu nodded. “Zhou Wu wants to be a daddy.”

Shen Yanzhi’s ears turned faintly pink. He pulled Zhou Wu even closer into his embrace and mumbled in vague agreement. “…Okay.”

Zhou Wu watched him.

According to the original story’s setup, Shen Yanzhi didn’t actually dislike children—otherwise, he never would have let the protagonist shou stay just because of a pregnancy.

But when it came to carrying one himself… things would probably be different. He was still deep in his susceptible period right now, so his words couldn’t be taken at face value.

Whatever. Zhou Wu subconsciously stroked Shen Yanzhi’s head and let out a soft sigh in his heart. Right now, the most important thing was helping him get through this susceptible period safely.

Shen Yanzhi must have really exhausted himself earlier with all that home-wrecking frenzy. Now that he’d finally found Zhou Wu again, his mind relaxed completely, and he slept straight through until evening.

When he woke, Zhou Wu was on the verge of falling asleep himself.

The room was dark by then, and the blankets and pillows piled nearby were all infused with a faint fruit fragrance.

Zhou Wu’s face took on a hazy beauty in the night shadows, and one of his hands rested intimately on Shen Yanzhi’s body.

Shen Yanzhi’s eyes curved upward unconsciously.

“Hm?”

Shen Yanzhi started nuzzling against him insistently once more, rousing Zhou Wu from his drowsiness.

He realized that Shen Yanzhi desperately wanted to kiss him, but the anti-bite mask made it impossible. The young master even stuck out his tongue trying to lick him, but it was no use.

The expression on the young master’s face turned distinctly sulky, like he was about to throw a tantrum.

Zhou Wu nearly burst out laughing.

Watching Zhou Wu smile made Shen Yanzhi’s heart race even faster. His hand began wandering elsewhere.

Zhou Wu hurriedly stopped him, his own ears flushing red. “Don’t… they’ll find out.”

This time, they really would get caught.

Lunch had taken a while, so by the time they’d returned and smashed down the door, their pheromones had mostly dissipated. Otherwise, Shen Yanzhi’s mother definitely would have noticed something off—and he wasn’t even an omega.

If they got caught again…

Not only would it be mortifying… his mother would find out.

Zhou Wu leaned close to Shen Yanzhi’s ear and whispered, “They’ll know you’re pregnant.”

He was trying to give Shen Yanzhi a sense of crisis, but the young master’s mind seemed utterly devoid of any such awareness right now.

“Hm, preg~nant.”

The alpha’s eyes were red at the edges, and he was still panting hotly against him.

“Gonna give Zhou Wu a baby.”

Zhou Wu froze, his face exploding with heat.

No way…

Shen Yanzhi showed no reluctance whatsoever. He even took Zhou Wu’s hand and pressed it to his collar. “Feels bigger.”

“So itchy.”

What was he even saying? Right now…

Zhou Wu didn’t make a move to help. Shen Yanzhi grew deeply dissatisfied and grabbed his hand, dragging it toward somewhere else. The alpha’s body really had changed—it was producing its own slick now.

Zhou Wu yanked his hand back as if scalded. His face burned even hotter.

His lover was being so cold to him. Shen Yanzhi was utterly displeased. Suddenly, he reached up to violently rip off the mask.

Didn’t that thing have an alarm?

The alpha’s strength was immense; the strap was on the verge of snapping. Zhou Wu had no choice but to throw a blanket over him and hug him tight.

Shen Yanzhi settled down obediently for a moment. But when he realized Zhou Wu wasn’t doing anything, he started rubbing against him restlessly. “Want a kiss. Wanna do it.”

“No…”

“Why not!”

The young master was throwing a full tantrum now. “I’m giving you a baby.”

Zhou Wu jumped in alarm—Shen Yanzhi’s voice had been too loud.

He shushed him frantically, several times over.

Outside in the corridor, the light snapped on with a click.