ALPHA UNIVERSE #2: HEAVEN

CHAPTER 3

It's a happy morning for the alpha male. Kind of.

He just had the weirdest yet sweetest dream of all time, and that includes...

A sexual activity with a specific omega.

Although Haechan doesn't see her face clearly, Just the sound of her sinful noises and loud bed creaks invaded his unconscious hearing, yet it made his heart jump the moment he woke up.

It was just a little weird because he never dreamed of his recent girlfriend like that. It was always those sickening kisses and sudden breakups that the alpha could somehow doubt if it's a hint. But then again, she's just one of the many girlfriends he has not taken seriously.

"Babe!"

Haechan reacted almost immediately, catching the small girl in his arms.

She had that usual cute smile, shoulder-length hair, and a petite figure. Most people mistake her for a doll, but she is a real human. Maybe she was unlucky to have her fate twisted with a heartbreaker.

"Yeoreum," Haechan acknowledged with a smile, stealing a small kiss on her lips, which the girl giggled at.

"Well, I am back, but dad doesn't want me to stay long after school. He says tutoring lessons will start today." She ended with a pout.

"Oh, that's sad. Guess I'll take you out next time."

Yeoreum excitedly nodded and reached to kiss his cheek. For the omega, it's lovely, but for Haechan, he felt nothing.

It's just that he's a good actor, and he can always mask it with a smile and little chuckles.

As soon as they continued walking, with the alpha doing some boyfriend responsibilities to take her to her class, his eyes locked with one female omega standing across a classroom. Beside her is a Chinese omega, whom he remembered as Ning Yizhuo, both seemingly waiting for the first bell.

Haechan winked at her, and the omega was quick to look away, which made him smirk, continuing to pass in front of them.

"Who are you— oh?" Yizhuo puffed her cheeks when she noticed whom her friend was glaring at. She then nudged her, "Ya, you need to tone down your scent a little. I don't want to smell some angry vanilla just now."

Hyerim sighed in annoyance, dropping her hands to the Chinese's shoulders.

"What am I going to do? It's like he won't let me breathe."

"Who? Haechan?"

She nodded, and Yizhuo could just look at her in pity, patting her head.

"Things will go better."

"You're telling me that almost every day," she bluntly replied.

"Hey, at least I'm wishing things would be better for you!" the Chinese pouted. "Not like you're in some sort of confusing love triangle that won't even let you stand a chance."

Hyerim frowned and pulled the shorter in a comforting hug.