When Sigor pushed open the metal door where the felon was being held, the sweet smell of Omega pheromones laced with the fetid scent of the metal came crashing down on him, so thick that he could smell the horrific concentration even as a Beta. A beautiful male with broad shoulders and long legs, too beautiful to be an Omega, was bound in chains to a cross.
Sigor turned off the glaring white light that prevented the Omega from resting in his cell and replaced it with a normal incandescent light. Only then did the Omega open his eyes, revealing a pair of amber pupils, and his slender eyelashes trembled, probably because he was not used to normal lighting. Sigor walked a little closer, as expected, a suppressed low gasp was heard from Omega’s tightly pursed lips.
He was in a pseudo-estrus from aphrodisiacs and it had been going on for three days.
Such a beautiful Omega, what a pity. He waved the official file in his hand: “The results of this year’s match are in and you have a genetic match of over 90% with an Alpha. According to the rules, you can go home with him and get married. The Alpha has signed a consent form, so if you nod now, you can get out of here.”
He stepped forward and whispered: “This is your last chance, the Duchess of Kersi has bribed the dictatorship. In two days time you will be sent to the waste planet and give birth for the thousands of Alphas there.”
The Omega’s misty eyes flickered, and his slack pupils slowly focused on Sigor. Thinking he hadn’t heard him, he repeated, but the Omega just looked straight at him.
He couldn’t have been tortured silly by the estrus ba. Muttering to himself, Sigor pulled out a powerful inhibitor from the medical kit he carried with him and stabbed it into his arm. After a long time, the sweet smell that filled the room stopped expanding, and the Omega let out a long breath, let go of his bleeding lips, and leaned back against the cross, panting wearily.
Sigor had to repeat the matching result for the third time, but the Omega still didn’t respond. He sighed, took out another inhibitor from the place where he had just taken one earlier, and prepared to inject it for him. The first inhibitor will have an inhibiting effect, and the second will completely cancel the effect of the first1tbh I have no clue why the 2nd inhibitor would cancel out the effects of the first but this is how it was written.
The moment the hideous needle was about to be inserted into his arm, the Omega opened his mouth. “I’ll go.” His voice was hoarse and tired, “It’s all the same anyway.”
Under the supervision of Sigor, Eno went to the bathroom dedicated to prison guards to wash himself off. Sigor kindly lent him his old clothes, a light blue T-shirt and a pair of dark jeans, because he is taller than an ordinary Omega, it doesn’t look loose. Sigor also invited the prison barber, Mr. Tony, to come to trim his light-blond hair that almost reached his shoulders. After tidying up, the Omega looked very clean and tidy, but he was still very haggard, the two eye sockets are deeply sunken, and the whole human figure is standing upright, looking like it’s about to fall apart.
Sigor came to work in the prison not long ago, so he only heard a little about this Omega’s legendary experience. He only knew that this Omega was unbearable to domestic violence, and killed his Alpha, the only son of the Duke of Kersi’s family, little Kersi, and brutally mutilated him. When the police kicked down the door of their villa, Eno was sitting in a pool of blood, pinching the eyeballs of little Kersi, surrounded by a pile of flesh and blood remains.
During the split and evolution of the Federation for thousands of years, surnames gradually withdrew from the stage. All Federal citizens are uniformly named by the control center at birth and cannot be changed for life. The only exception is hereditary lords like the Kersi family. All the heads of the family and the next head of the family for a hundred years are named Kersi. Even though the Kersi family has lost its former glory, its status and power can still be seen.
The Beta policeman who participated in the arrest would sigh every time he talked about him at a dinner party: “You can’t imagine that scene. I went home and vomited for three days…It’s really cruel.”
The Federation started the interstellar war with the Inhumans two hundred years ago. Although it was a difficult win a hundred years later, the Alpha group suffered heavy losses, resulting in a serious imbalance in the AO ratio. Alphas, who have a complete advantage in military and political capabilities, have become an absolute privileged class, promulgating a new Omega distribution law, aiming at optimal fertility, and genetically matching unmarried AO who meet the fertility conditions every year. Alphas can choose arbitrarily among the matching partners, and even choose not to have an Omega within three years of sexual maturity, and any Omega who dares to defy will be sent to an independent arbitration court that Betas privately call a dictatorship.
Of course, it is not to say that the wishes of Omega and Alpha are completely disrespected. Alphas are generally sexually mature, that is, their adulthood in the legal sense is three years earlier than Omegas of the same age. Once they become adults, they can obtain merit points2this is the currency in this story by joining the army or doing some difficult secret work, saving enough to report to the main brain, ignoring the genetic match to betroth their favourite Omegas to themselves. Even during the clean-up period after the war, the Inhumans on the border plan to fight back from time to time, and the danger of obtaining merit points is extremely high, but there are still Alphas who rush to the battlefield in order to be with his favourite Omega. Of course, there are also many Alphas who choose to live a mediocre life, waiting for the Federation to send soft and delicious wives to themselves.
Since the dictatorship is very biased towards Alphas, coupled with the fact that the pheromones of Alphas in the fully marked state are extremely strong in suppressing Omegas, it has been a long time since a fully marked Omega has violently killed on this remote small planet. The incident happened, and it was even the young master of the lord of the planet, Duke Kersi’s family, who was killed by Eno.
Not sure what relationships this Omega has behind his back, but he was not sentenced to death by the dictatorship, but was sentenced to indefinite term and served his sentence on the spot. As soon as the Omega entered the prison, he was given a special reception by the Duchess. She used all kinds of legal and illegal means in the past three years, and he was forced to carry it with his teeth gritted. He has never seen him begging for mercy. Sigor looked at him with admiration, thought that he is quite lovely, and thought of the picture of him smiling horribly while holding an eyeball, he quickly shook his head and expelled those restricted-rated imaginations from his mind.
Eno got up from the barber’s chair, and obediently asked Sigor to handcuff him. He kept his head slightly lowered, well covering the expression on his face so that no one could see his thoughts. Sigor took out a cloth bag from his arms, stuffed it to him when there was no one around, and said in a low voice, “You brought it when you were imprisoned, and I just went to the storage room to get it back for you.”
Eno was in a daze for a while before taking the two thin pieces of rags, carefully lifted his shirt, and stuck it to his lower abdomen. “Thank you.” He also whispered, “Troubled you.”
“Just going with the flow.” No matter how bizarre his experience was, it was just an ordinary task for Sigor. The prison welcomes and sends away so many prisoners every day, and it’s not that Sigor has never seen stories that are more wonderful than him. He didn’t say anything more, pressed him to sit in the escort vehicle, joining another Alpha officer waiting in the car.
The prison was about four or five hours away from the city, and the two policemen were too bored on the road, so they started chatting. That Alpha police officer is not a prison guard in the prison system, but a member of the urban public security system. He speaks unscrupulously, winks and smiles at Sigor, and keeps looking at the Omega sitting next to Sigor with vicious eyes: “Hey, do you know what the Alpha that matches him looks like?”
Sigor was still very interested in these small gossips that adjusted the boring life, so he quickly sat up straight, assuming a posture of listening attentively.
The Alpha police officer said with a smile: “I see that this Omega seems to have good genes. I thought his Alpha was also a high-level figure. Who knew that when I went to the door to check when I sent the letter of knowledge, hehe.” He lowered his voice and said, “A cripple, blind cripple!”
“His temper is very bad.” Alpha police officer added, “I don’t think he can do well with his third leg3in case you didn’t know, third leg refers to the d*ck 🙈.”
Sigor couldn’t help but glance at the Omega beside him. Eno still lowered his head, but his slightly trembling body revealed a trace of panic, and was quickly pressed down forcibly, looking as if nothing had happened. .
Poor thing, thought Sigor.
Alpha’s innate arrogance made the police officer belittle that Alpha endlessly. As a Beta, Sigor couldn’t understand why he should be proud of being stronger than a disabled Alpha. The paralysis was caused by a car accident, and he feels that Alphas are really an unreasonable species. After listening to it for a while, he really couldn’t continue the topic, and switched to talking about housing prices in the city, and drew the Alpha’s attention away.
Eno breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed the tense muscles on his shoulders and back, and leaned against the heavy leather backrest of the escort vehicle. On the way, they went down to a small restaurant for a meal, and the Alpha got off the car to buy food. Sigor took the opportunity to comfort Eno and said: “It’s not necessarily that bad.”
Eno shrank back, his hunched back fully expressing his unwillingness to refuse to communicate. Sigor sighed, and didn’t care about him anymore. He buried himself in the lunch box that the Alpha handed over, and gave Eno a shot of nutritional supplements. He doesn’t dare to feed the Omega this kind of food from a small shop outside, he already looks to be in a very bad state, don’t come after him if he eats something wrong.
After eating, the group quickly set off on the road, passing through the towering Duke’s mansion, and soon entered the government resettlement area not far from the central city, commonly known as the poor Alpha area. Most of the Alphas living here are receiving huge government subsidies. Although they are not as good as those elite Alphas, they are much richer than the humble Betas and Omegas. The only obligation is to perform human creating exercises4basically s*x with their Omegas with the goal of reproduction with the Omega assigned to them.
Thinking of this, Sigor looked at Eno suspiciously. This Omega has been married to the young Duke for five years and has never heard of him having a child. Such a good-looking Omega, it’s too late to change to another Alpha to hold him in the palms of his hand5to be pampered. Is there some hidden disease in the little Duke that caused the domestic violence against his own Omega?
Sigor sighed inwardly, the minds of the noble Alpha aristocrats are indeed beyond the grasp of ordinary people.
The escort vehicle soon arrived at the destination, which was a two-storey villa that looked very simple. The front of the house is bare with nothing except for a half-painted plaque.
No. 6067 Xianlin Avenue, Martin.
Sigor pinched Eno to get out of the car, and the Alpha police officer knocked skilfully on the door of the villa. He knocked for five full minutes before the door automatically opened inward, revealing the impatient face of an Alpha sitting in a wheelchair, and a pair of extremely empty black eyes.
Sure enough, as the police officer said, he was blind and disabled.
The two police officers took Eno into the door and sat on the sofa at the side of the living room. Sigor took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and asked in a formulaic tone: “May I ask if you have read the information letter?”
Martin’s tone was full of irritability. Not sure what was wrong with his vocal cords, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant: “I’ve read it. Hurry up and take him out after completing the procedures.”
Sigor glanced at the Alpha officer next to him, and asked in surprise: “Do you have a residence elsewhere?”
Martin looked even more surprised than him: “Doesn’t he need to go back to the prison to continue his sentence?”
Sigor said: “It seems that you have not fully read the information letter…he must live with you to fulfill his reproductive obligations, and we will come and check on time.”
“I hate Omegas.” Martin said firmly, “Let him go back ba.”
Eno clenched his hands tightly, five fingernails were embedded in flesh, and the pain made him dizzy.
“That.” Sigor hesitated for a moment, leaned over to him and whispered, “The independent…arbitration court has just changed his verdict, if you don’t want him, he will be sent to the waste planet as a mother body…”
Martin interrupted him coldly: “It has nothing to do with me.”
The Alpha officer gave a strange laugh, and Sigor also felt that he had done too much for this little Omega beauty, so he sighed and helped him up from the sofa: “Let’s go.”
Unexpectedly, Eno suddenly exploded, broke away from their hands, and threw himself directly in front of Martin!
He leaned on Martin’s lap, his voice sounded so weak, subtle and sweet, full of Omega style: “Sir, I can do anything, I beg you to keep me!”
Martin’s response was to brush him away with a wave of his hand. Alpha’s strength was not ordinary, and he was directly pushed to the ground. “I hate Omegas.” He said coldly, “Get lost.”
Sigor didn’t dare to allow Eno to mess around anymore, so he directly pulled him up. Eno didn’t speak any more, he pursed his lips tightly, tears flowed down his face like broken threads, and smashed into crystal water foam on the old wooden floor, making a crisp sound.
A face suddenly appeared in front of Martin’s eyes. The Omega in his youth also shed worthless tears, but the expression on his face was very stubborn. A stunning beauty. He looked so sad, but when he stretched out his hand, he jumped off the fence that was nearly two meters high, and staggered into the dark alley with a half-drunk beer bottle, leaving him a desolate and deserted figure.
He sighed in his heart, and said to Sigor who was stunned: “Bring the documents.”
Although Sigor didn’t understand why he changed his mind, he was still very happy for Eno, and hurriedly took out the documents, took Martin’s hand and instructed him to press his fingerprints where he should press.
“All the procedures have been completed, congratulations to both of you.” After everything was completed, Sigor stuffed a remote control the size of half a palm in Martin’s palm, and said in an emotionless tone, “Since your Omega has a criminal record, combined with your current physical condition, the prison has equipped your Omega with a monitoring bracelet. The remote control is the one I gave you. It has functions such as anaesthesia injection, rapid alarm and other functions. Wishing the two of you a happy life, we will take our leave first.”
Martin snorted and made an expression of hurrying to get out, Sigor put the bracelet on Eno, lifted the handcuffs, and left like the wind.
There were only two people left in the empty room, and the atmosphere was very silent for a while, except for Eno’s slight gasp. After a long time, Martin taunted: “Criminal record, murdering an Alpha? Quite capable.”
Eno didn’t speak.
Martin laughed playfully, and said coldly: “You can use the elevator on the left of the stairs, and the second from the left upstairs is your bedroom. You can use everything in the house except my elevator and bedroom. I have only one request for you, don’t change the location of anything in the house.”
After he finished speaking, he left. The smart wheelchair automatically found its way and took him up to the second floor from the elevator on the right side of the stairwell.
After he left, Eno froze for a long time before he acted. He walked lightly into the room Martin told him about. The room was small but very tidy. Looks like it’s been cleaned a lot. There are clean sheets, pillows and other bedding in the closet next to it. Eno spreads them skilfully, then goes to the bathroom that is joined to the room to take a shower, took off the cloth bag in his arms and stuffed it into the innermost bookcase, and then put on the cotton sleeping clothes from the closet. The light fabric of his pajamas made his body feel very comfortable when he has become used to wearing prison uniforms, and he unconsciously collapsed on the fragrant soft bed.
His consciousness began to blur, and he returned to the courtyard garden where he had been away from for a long time. He sat in the gazebo shaded by dense trees reading a book, with mellow black tea and soft caramel muffins on the round wood table in front of him. An Omega boy who looked no older than ten years old quietly poked his head out from the back door of the villa, running towards him with his hands open and laughing.
The boy’s silver bell-like voice was clear and loud, waking up the beautiful summer that was like a painting.
“Ge Ge6older brother, Ge Ge!”
He opened his arms, wrapped the soft ball in his arms, and stuffed his rosy mouth with muffins.
While chewing the muffin, the boy propped his round cheeks and said, “Mr. Jill scolded me again today. I wish I could be as good as my Ge Ge, so that I won’t be punished by the teacher.”
He patted the boy’s head, smiled lightly and said: “Who asked you to be naughty.”
“Heh heh.” The boy wiped the residue from his mouth with the back of his hand. “By the way, a new neighbour has moved in next door. Does Ge Ge know?”
He shook his head: “Now I know.”
The boy laughed, revealing two small tiger tooth: “I saw a very good-looking Alpha Ge Ge! I want to go play with him, does Ge Ge want to go together?”
He then stuffed another muffin to the boy, helplessly smiled and said: “Ge Ge has a marriage contract, you go. Remember to be polite.”
The boy nodded repeatedly, biting a muffin and running out of his sight. Without the little boy, this little heater being playful, he quickly cooled down again, drank the black tea in his cup comfortably, and was ready to attend his evening etiquette class. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his wrist, and the scene in front of him showed a slight crack.
There was only grey in his vision, and his consciousness returned, and Eno realised that it was the monitoring bracelet on his wrist that was vibrating. According to the residual familiar pain, Martin should have given the electric shock just now.
Eno couldn’t find any clothes to change into, so he went downstairs in pajamas—anyway, Martin couldn’t see what he was wearing. His newlywed Alpha sat in the middle of the living room, his face was obviously ugly, but the words he said were eccentric: “You are really hard to invite.”
Eno didn’t care, and explained casually: “Too tired, I fell asleep, sorry.”
The situation on Martin’s face changed, and finally turned into a heavy hum, and he pushed an iron box on the coffee table to him. Eno opened it to see that it was a box full of Omega pheromone inhibitors, one with the highest Federal control level, which could suppress estrus.
Eno looked up at him in shock, this inhibitor can only be purchased by Alphas with a lot of merit points, and the price is very expensive, where does he get merit points as a crippled blind man?
Martin said briefly: “An injection once a month. I hate Omegas very much, don’t let me smell the slightest bit of pheromones on your body.”
Eno hooked his lips, and the thorn in his heart suddenly popped out: “You hate Omega so much, are you incapable[/mfn]I’m sorry I don’t really know what he means…he says 您是不能⼈道吗？- is it you can’t (___) I have no idea what ⼈道 means in this context, it literally translates to human path. From the context I’m just gonna assume he is asking if Martin is incapable (of s*x or something)[/mfn]?”
With a loud bang, a glass smashed heavily on the ground, blooming broken transparent flowers all over the place.
Martin’s face was frighteningly gloomy, and he retorted: “I just don’t like second-hand goods.”
Eno shrugged his shoulders, with a half-smile on his face: “I thought you’d say you’ll know if you try it.”
Martin snorted and pushed the wheelchair away. Eno closed the box of inhibitors and said loudly, “Thank you.”
The wheelchair stopped for a moment, then moved again.
“It’s not for you.” Martin’s distant voice came from behind the elevator that hasn’t closed, “Stop being sentimental.”
melon: Tbh when I first started reading this story, I did not expect to be dragged around emotionally. 😭
But don’t worry, although there is sadness in their past, there is joy to come in their future together. This story is more on the emotional healing of both the MC and the ML and it is a happy ending.
Oh there is also some smut content in the later chapters. 🙈
Also, despite the main story being only 24 chapters long, I think it is actually closer to 30 chapters because each chapter is longer, sometimes almost twice the usual length (between 4k-6k words) of other web novel chapters.
Updates will be published every 2 days but I will be accepting sponsored chapters for this novel (1 chapter for every kofi received), remember to indicate the name of the novel. 😁
