The Breakout

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Shen Han's head spun, her entire body drenched in sweat. Her senses feel heightened, magnified to an extreme clarity. The glands at the back of her neck pulsed uncontrollably, releasing waves of restlessness. Her canine teeth protruded, reminiscent of a predatory blood clan earl poised to hunt under a full moon.

The faint, cold plum scent emanating from Gu Junwan's body became the catalyst that ignited Shen Han’s instincts. Shen Han tightened her embrace around the Omega, as if trying to meld her into her very blood. She traced the path with her lips, gently pushing aside Gu Junwan’s soft hair, and lifted a corner of the barrier between them.

At that moment, Shen Han’s pheromones burst forth uncontrollably, overwhelming Gu Junwan’s delicate nerves and rendering her body as soft and pliant as silk. The barrier protecting the back of Gu Junwan’s neck was torn away, and Shen Han's kisses rained down on her neck, spreading the dominant cedar scent, preparing for an all-out assault.

Gu Junwan found herself ensnared in Shen Han’s firm embrace, her body immobilized, and even the simplest movement, like lifting her arms, was impossible. A drop of bright red blood fell from her punctured palm, where the needle of the syringe had pricked her, splattering onto the floor. Hesitation and fear, foreign emotions to the resolute Omega Empress, began to ferment in her heart. These were sensations she had never experienced, not even in the face of rebellion or betrayal from her most trusted allies. The unfamiliar vulnerability gnawed at her, contrasting sharply with her usual composed and commanding demeanor.

And Shen Han, the Alpha who had repeatedly disturbed her inner calm, was the source of her turmoil. Gu Junwan’s heart felt heavy, her eyes reddened, and clear tears streamed down her cheeks. She undeniably felt some attraction to the Alpha behind her, but this did not mean she was willing to be marked under these circumstances.

The murky relationship between them, combined with their precarious situation, was far from what she had hoped for. Her tears fell onto Shen Han’s uniform, making a soft ‘da-da’ sound against the tough fabric. The tears did not seep into the high-end military uniform but seared into the flesh of its owner like molten lava.

Realizing what she had done, Shen Han immediately released her hold. Looking at the slender woman trembling in her arms, she felt profound remorse. At that moment, Shen Han truly understood the impact pheromones could have on an Alpha. Previously, when Gu Junwan had educated her about this, Shen Han had thought she could control it through sheer willpower. But the reality was much harder than she had anticipated. She had nearly forced herself to mark Gu Junwan.

“I’m sorry,” Shen Han said, struggling to distance herself from Gu Junwan. The scent of cold plum receding felt like a part of her very essence being drained away. This sudden withdrawal left Shen Han feeling weak and vulnerable. Her skin was as hot as boiling water, while cold sweat gathered on her forehead.

Gu Junwan was surprised by Shen Han's sudden self-restraint but felt a hidden sense of relief. She had felt the Alpha's intense desire just now, yet Shen Han had managed to control herself at the last moment. Knowing that now was not the time for deep reflection, Gu Junwan quickly prepared another dose of the inhibitor. She turned to the heavy-breathing Alpha and said, “Come here.”

Shen Han approached silently, about to speak, but Gu Junwan interrupted, “Lower your head.” Previously, Gu Junwan hadn’t realized how much taller Shen Han was than her—now she saw that the Alpha was over half a head taller.

As Gu Junwan moved to inject Shen Han's glands, she felt as though she were crowning her. The room returned to calm, with only the lingering scents of cedar and cold plum betraying the recent intimacy.

Sitting upright on the sofa, Shen Han looked like a student who had just made a mistake, nervously fiddling with the edge of her uniform. She looked at Gu Junwan's back as she packed up the medicine box and said, “I promise I will never do this again!”

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