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Mikhail was the type of man who would rush out to the hunting grounds every ten days or so to release his overflowing energy. Yet, for over two months now, he had remained shut inside Castilla Castle like a bird guarding its nest. Knowing that the Lord’s mood was at rock bottom, the servants moved far more cautiously and quietly than usual, leaving the entire castle feeling as if everyone were walking on thin ice.

In that silent and cautious atmosphere, there was one hour a day when life returned to the inner castle. It was Chaika’s walking time. The physician, who had received permission from Mikhail to let him out, was extremely enthusiastic about taking Chaika for his daily walks.

Considering the cold weather and his health, the physician dressed Chaika in layer upon layer of clothing. Over a soft linen shirt and under-trousers, he put a thick woolen top and pants, followed by soft, thick wool-knit gloves and socks, and wrapped a scarf tightly around his neck. Finally, when he was wrapped in the fox-fur coat Mikhail had worn as a child, his petite frame grew bulky, making him look like a baby bear.

Chaika was always obedient, except when he demanded Bellajie juice. Even if he looked a bit ridiculous dressed in so many layers, he didn’t mind and followed the physician’s lead obediently on his walks. However, it was no easy feat for his weakened body to bear the weight of the thick winter clothes, especially the heavy fox-fur coat. Naturally, his steps became labored, slow, and waddling.

Having spent nearly a month curled up against a wall, Chaika found even a light stroll exhausting. With the heavy clothes weighing him down, he staggered with every step. In the end, he had to be supported on both sides by the physician and a servant to complete his walk.

Fortunately, an Omega’s recovery power was as great as, or even greater than, that of an Alpha. As the poison left his system and his Omega traits returned, Chaika, who had been supported on both sides for the first few days, eventually needed support from only one hand, and a few days later, he was able to walk straight on his own, albeit slowly.

Rumors had already spread throughout the castle that Chaika was an Omega and that he had been chosen as the Omega to replace Nile. The fact that he was confined in the Black Tower, and that he was being cared for quite lavishly for a prisoner, was also common knowledge, making Chaika’s every move a subject of great interest.

Consequently, many eyes poured onto Chaika during his once-a-day walk. Seeming very uncomfortable with the attention, Chaika walked with his head bowed low throughout the stroll, and if someone appeared in front of him, he would quickly change direction to avoid them.

After a few days passed, access to the garden was restricted for everyone during Chaika’s walking hours. Upon hearing this, Chaika looked up at the window of Mikhail’s office. Although no one was visible at the window, Chaika whispered to himself as if he could see Mikhail, “Thank you.”

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Once a day. For one hour.

From the moment Chaika began his walks, Mikhail watched him until the very end, without missing a single day.

The way he waddled, bundled up in clothes; the way he barely managed to walk, supported on both sides because he lacked the strength to walk on his own. The way he stepped cautiously, led by others while keeping his head bowed in despondency. The way he progressed to walking with support from only one hand after a few days. Then, the way he began to walk carefully on his own. The comical sight of him waddling alone. The way he looked gloomy, head bowed, as if burdened by the gazes directed at him…

And the way he would linger his gaze on the green trees as he passed them, despite his despondency. And the way he would hesitate and hesitate, only to occasionally lift his head cautiously to look up at the window of Mikhail’s office… Mikhail saw it all.

A month had passed since he was confined in the Black Tower. And another month had passed since he started walking.

Two months. It was a short time, yet simultaneously an agonizingly long one.

During that time, Mikhail thought and thought, circling like a hamster in a wheel, about what to do with Chaika, what he wanted to do with him, and how he should handle him. But no matter how much he rolled around in the same thoughts, no conclusion emerged. His decision to tell Marquis Lucius that he would take Chaika instead of Nile had merely been a means to keep Chaika here; it wasn’t a final decision.

At least, looking down from the window, Chaika was the same as he had always been. Shy, timid, small, petite, weak, and obedient. A boy so devoid of any threatening quality that Mikhail felt his tension vanish just by having him in sight.

Whenever he saw that desperate, sorrowful look in Chaika’s eyes as he cautiously looked up at the office window, Mikhail wanted to drag him up immediately. But Mikhail knew that things would not go so smoothly. Because of the distance and the barrier of the window, the boy only seemed like his old self… Once he actually drew close, the Omega-specific pheromones, which had begun to emanate in earnest now that the toxicity was gone, would be the first thing to greet Mikhail.

Mikhail could not predict at all how he would react when he smelled that scent. There was a high probability he visit our sitewould look at Chaika [unauthorized copy]with disgust, or perhaps make him cry by saying it made him nauseous. Then the boy would throw a fit, insisting on drinking Bellajie juice… and Mikhail would not give it to him.

What kind of stupid, pathetic behavior was this?

Mikhail could only lament as he stared at Chaika’s daily walks. No, rather than lamentation, it was a sneer directed at himself.

If he fed him the poison, he could return the boy to the old Chaika. But in a mere ten short years, he would lose him to death. If he stopped the poison, he could keep him by his side for a hundred years, or even longer. But the boy would change into a loathsome Omega, no longer the person he once was.

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t choose either side. In the end, he chose to stop the poison to extend the boy’s lifespan, but he couldn’t bring himself to actually meet him. He didn’t want to confirm that something so lovely had turned into something so loathsome. He didn’t want to accept it.

Mikhail stared intently at Chaika, who was waddling along in the thick fox-fur coat. Now that the boy could walk well on his own, his pace had become quite fast.

Lately, Chaika’s favorite place to walk was the maze garden. The maze, created by trimming evergreen trees that towered over a person’s height, didn’t have a very complex structure, but it offered the simple pleasure of wandering around for a while to find the exit. After entering the maze garden once, Chaika seemed to have taken a liking to it, as he had visited it every day for a week.

Since the trees forming the maze were much taller than an average person, the petite Chaika often disappeared from Mikhail’s sight when he entered. Every time the boy appeared and then vanished behind the trees, a crease formed between Mikhail’s brows. Fortunately, there was no need for separate concern, as a servant, an Alpha knight, and the physician—three people in total—were following behind Chaika.

Today, as soon as Chaika left the tower, he headed straight for the entrance of the maze garden. Upon arriving at the entrance, Chaika looked up at the window of the office where Mikhail was. It was impossible to tell if Mikhail’s figure was reflected in Chaika’s steady gaze. After staring at the office for a moment, Chaika walked into the maze garden. The knight, physician, and servant followed behind.

Chaika’s figure repeatedly appeared and disappeared between the tall trees. Since the path was fixed, Mikhail already knew exactly where Chaika would be hidden by the trees and where he would reappear.

A deep frown carved into Mikhail’s brow as he stared down at the maze garden. At Chaika’s walking speed, the boy should have appeared in a certain area by now, but he hadn’t. Mikhail immediately sensed that something was wrong. And sure enough, in the spot where [stolen unauthorized copycontent]Chaika should have appeared, the knight, servant, and physician ran forward with bewildered faces, beginning to look around.

“Idiots.”

Mikhail cursed under his breath and hurriedly turned around. Chaika’s movements had returned to their original state. Mikhail knew better than anyone how nimbly Chaika could move if he set his mind to it. He must have spent several days repeating the same route to put the physician at ease, only to seize a gap today and bolt through the trees.

“Y-Your Excellency!”

When Mikhail appeared before those wandering in the maze garden, the physician and servant turned pale with fright. The knight had already disappeared in pursuit of the escaped Chaika. Mikhail scanned the blind spots that weren’t visible from above. The thick fur coat that restricted movement was lying on the ground.

Mikhail examined the base of the trees. Sure enough, there were small traces of someone having forced their way through the densely packed lower branches. It was only possible because of his tiny frame; for any other human, it would have been impossible. That was why the knight hadn’t been able to follow immediately and only found the trail after exiting the maze garden.

Mikhail drew the sword he had brought. The physician and servant’s faces turned blue. Without giving them a second glance, Mikhail sliced through the trees where Chaika had escaped in one stroke. With a single swing, the tall trees that had been maintained for decades were hacked away, creating a large opening. Mikhail sheathed his sword and began walking toward where Chaika would have gone.

It was obvious where the boy had gone. Therefore, there was no need to search for traces or rack his brain about the destination. He simply had to walk in a straight line toward that place. As his senses, which had been momentarily dulled by anger over the sudden escape, slowly returned, Mikhail suddenly stopped in his tracks.

“…”

It was a scent. A scent that was incredibly sweet yet stimulating.

Mikhail had smelled that scent before. It was the pheromone of Chaika, who had spent his heat cycle in Nile’s quarters. To think that the [stolen content]style="position:relative;display:inline;">[stolen [unauthorized copy]content]scent remained and lingered even though it was just a path he had passed through… His pheromones had recovered considerably.

“Your Excellency.”

While he was stopped, the knight who had chased Chaika approached and bowed. He raised a hand and pointed in one direction. Mikhail nodded and gestured for the knight to withdraw. Then, he began walking toward where Chaika would be.

The western edge of the garden.

Mikhail pushed through the low, roundly trimmed decorative trees inside the garden. Just as he had months ago, he walked by trampling and pushing through areas that were not paths, heading straight for his destination. Soon, a cluster of trees and the shaded ground beneath them appeared. It was Chaika’s secret cultivation site.

The land where the Bellajie had originally grown in clusters was now empty. All that remained were the traces of earth that had been dug up to the roots. Chaika was sitting slumped on that ground, without even his coat.

As if hoping a single leaf might remain, his small, white hands scrambled through the piles of excavated dirt. But there was no way a leaf would remain in a place where everything had been dug out, not leaving a single root. Even though he had already confirmed that nothing of what he was looking for remained, Chaika did not stop digging into the ground with both hands. As he dug into the earth as if he had lost his mind, Chaika’s small shoulders began to heave slowly.

“Hic… ugh… ugh…”

Chaika gripped the soil in both hands, his shoulders shaking as he sobbed. Huu. Hic. Ugh. The sound of him swallowing his cries was heartbreaking. Mikhail could only watch him silently.

“…What do I… what do I do… what do I do. What do I do now… what about me…”

Muttering to himself while sobbing, Chaika eventually collapsed onto the ground and began to wail. The small body sobbing convulsively was pitiful. He wanted to embrace [unauthorized copy]that small, fragile figure, the sorrowful wailing, and [[stolen content]class="wm" style="opacity:0;font-size:1px;user-select:all;">visit our site]the fear permeating those cries. If he did, the boy would instantly cling to Mikhail’s chest and pour out his tears.

But Mikhail could not take a single step closer to him. The Omega pheromones emanating from the boy, from Chaika, were growing stronger along with the pouring tears. An intensely sweet scent, the likes of which he had never tasted in his life, entwined around Mikhail’s body. A sweet and ecstatic scent. An obscene and sensual scent that deeply stimulated his instincts… That was Chaika’s pheromone.

‘I haven’t even seen him yet. The boy who became an Omega… I haven’t met him yet.’

‘He might be different. You said he’s off the medicine? Then meet the boy who became an Omega. See if he’s as disgusting and loathsome as you fear. See for yourself, and if he really is… then decide. Either send him far away, or live with him for ten years while feeding him the medicine again.’

‘Disgusting? Loathsome? This scent that is terribly sweet? This ecstatic and sensual scent?’

Mikhail muttered inwardly as he stared at Chaika, who was collapsed on the dirt ground wailing.

He wanted to comfort the boy. And on the other hand, he wanted to pin the crying boy down on the dirt, tear his clothes apart, and ravish him. He wanted to caress, knead, suck, lick, and bite that small, fragile body as he pleased, making him moan. He wanted to roughly grab those slender legs, spread them wide, and violate the boy’s body indiscriminately.

The mere imagination of it was intensely ecstatic. Chaika’s sweet pheromones were tempting Mikhail to do exactly that. A powerful temptation that was nearly impossible to resist. This was not a pheromone; it was a poison. A poison that was impossible to refuse.

There had been countless times when his sexual desire was stirred by the pheromones of other Omegas. The experience of having his sexual desire forcibly stimulated by pheromones had always evoked feelings of filth, unpleasantness, and disgust. Yet, in this moment, Mikhail could not understand why this intense pheromone, which was forcing his lust to boil, did not feel disgusting.

The only thing he could understand was that the boy was crying. That he was wailing, trembling in despair. That he was crying because the poisonous herb that would slowly kill him had disappeared. And that he wanted to violate such a boy.

After wailing for a while, the boy wiped his [visit our siteclass="wm" style="opacity:0;font-size:1px;user-select:all;">visit our site]eyes with his sleeve and began to dig into the ground again. He sifted through the soil as if he could find even a single root.

“There is nothing there.”

Mikhail spoke quietly, having perfectly composed all the swirling emotions. The hands digging into the soil paused, and the head buried in the ground turned very slowly toward Mikhail.

“…. ..Ah…”

After staring blankly at Mikhail for a long time with a face drenched in tears, the boy let out a small sound. As if he couldn’t believe he was standing before him, the boy’s lips trembled, and tears continued to stream down.

“I dug them all out, not leaving a single root, and burned them all. You won’t be able to get any except from what the physician gives you.”

Mikhail spoke in a cold voice. He censored himself to ensure his voice sounded cold and his expression matched. He had to. If the boy realized that he wanted to pull him into an embrace right now, and if he noticed that he wanted to knock him down and violate him…

“…Mikhail-nim…”

After staring for a long time while tears streamed down, the boy finally managed to call his name. That one small call, like a whisper on the wind, made Mikhail’s heart sink. Having called once, the boy seemed to find courage and called out a bit louder.

“Mikhail-nim.”

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Despite being small, timid, and weak, he cried so much. He was a boy of absolutely no use. Mikhail’s entire body itched with the desire to run and embrace him immediately. He wanted to hold him so tight that the boy’s body would crush. And he wanted to bite his neck. Ah… if it wouldn’t kill him, he wanted to chew and eat the boy’s flesh.

He had no idea how long he had stood there watching the boy cry. Given that the boy’s eyes were swollen and red, a considerable amount of time had certainly passed. After all that sobbing, the boy finally stopped his tears and stood up unsteadily.

“Go back.”

Mikhail spoke curtly after confirming that Chaika had stopped crying and risen to his feet. Then, as if without a single shred of lingering regret, he turned around.

“Lord Mikhail!”

Chaika shouted, hesitating as he took a step forward. Instead of turning his head, Mikhail retraced his steps and walked away.

“…Lo—Lord Mikhail. …Lord Mikhail!”

Chaika summoned every ounce of courage to call out to him several times. Mikhail felt relieved. It was a good thing the boy only called his name; if he had uttered a single word about how much he had missed him, Mikhail would not have been able to ignore him any longer and would have turned around to pounce on him.

“Lord Mikhail. I’m sor… I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

Chaika cried out tearfully from behind [visit our site]style="font-size:0;color:transparent;display:inline;">unauthorized copyhis receding back. As Mikhail pushed through the trees, the knight and the physician were waiting.

“It’s cold, so take him back quickly and seat him in front of the heater. Even if you have to give him medicine, make sure he sleeps soundly in a warm bed.”

“Yes. I shall do so, Your Excellency.”

The physician bowed his head.

“And.”

Mikhail paused, then continued while staring directly into the knight’s face.

“Keep a close watch so that no useless things entangle themselves with him. I mean anyone at all.”

“Yes, Your Excellency.”

The experienced knight nodded, understanding exactly what he meant. He wasn’t just talking about young, inexperienced Alphas drawn by pheromones. Even Alphas who were old enough and possessed patience sometimes coveted Omegas and caused trouble. As a close example, had the former Emperor not killed Count Basari just to steal Mikhail’s mother, who had already been imprinted? Thus, Mikhail was warning the knight. Do not dare covet what is mine.

It had been about two months since they had faced each other after he was sent to the Black Tower. Since then, Chaika had taken daily walks, glancing around incessantly without a moment’s rest. It was clear he was searching diligently, hoping he might encounter Mikhail again. Watching this from the window, Mikhail let out a scoff for the first time in a long while.

He thought the behavior would subside in a day or two, but it remained the same even after a week. Not only did the boy turn his head this way and that with every step of his walk, but he repeatedly craned his neck to look around, [Read on Read BL Novels]stolen contentRead on Read BL Novels -->to the point where Mikhail worried he might injure his Read on Read BL Novelsneck. Later, he even began stalling, refusing to return to the tower even after his walking time had ended. The sight of him trying so hard just to catch a glimpse of Mikhail was so pathetic that it brought nothing but laughter.

Eventually, on the tenth day, Mikhail went out to the garden to coincide with Chaika’s walking time. Since he had no hobby of walking alone, strolling slowly through the garden felt like a tedious and pitiful waste of time. But that feeling was fleeting. The moment he saw Chaika waddling toward him from afar, accompanied by the physician, a servant, and a knight, the corners of his mouth loosened involuntarily.

The weather grew colder by the day, and the clothes Chaika wore became correspondingly thicker and more numerous. Because the layers were far too thick for such a small body, there was no other way to describe Chaika’s gait other than waddling.

Watching Chaika—whose frame was smaller than that of the Beta physician and servant—waddle while glancing around from a distance, he looked exactly like a duckling. Or perhaps a gosling. With his hands behind his back, Mikhail watched Chaika’s walk as if observing an amusing play.

A gust of cold wind blew from Chaika’s direction toward Mikhail. The thick pheromones carried by the wind made his mind dizzy for a moment. In just ten days, Chaika’s pheromones had become excruciatingly intense. With just a hint of the scent carried by the wind, a part of his mind was already anticipating ecstasy.

The pheromones whispered and tempted him, telling him just how intense the ecstasy would be if he were to take the owner of this scent. Mikhail closed his eyes and breathed heavily to maintain his rationality.

He felt a gaze. Opening his eyes, he saw Chaika standing some distance away, staring at him. As if unable to believe he had finally found Mikhail, the boy stood there with wide, rabbit-like eyes and his mouth slightly agape like a fool.

“…Mi…!”

Chaika, dressed in a way that looked as though he would roll away if given a light flick of the toe, shouted a single syllable and clenched his fists tight. Then, as if scraping together every bit of courage in his body, he took a deep breath and shrieked.

“Lord Mikhail!”

It was the first time such a loud voice had come from Chaika’s throat. Mikhail’s [visit our site]name echoed loudly across the wide garden. After shouting [unauthorized copy]with all his might, Chaika began to sprint toward Mikhail, like a vanguard knight charging toward enemy lines on a battlefield.

Tadak, tadak, tadak—

The sound of his earnest running was quite fast. Mikhail had noticed it since the time the boy fled from the study, but he was surprisingly nimble. Even while bundled up roundly like a duckling, his running speed was impressive. Because the weight of the clothes shifted his upper body forward, he gained even more speed to avoid falling. He’s going to trip, Mikhail muttered to himself, clicking his tongue. And in a matter of seconds, Chaika tripped and fell flat on his face exactly as he had been running.

“Stupid thing.”

Mikhail clicked his tongue, looking down at Chaika, who had fallen right at his feet. If he had held on for just two more steps, he could have avoided falling by grabbing onto Mikhail’s body or colliding with him. To fail those last two steps and end up sprawled on the ground—just when Mikhail thought the boy was admirable, he would instantly become pathetic and trivial again.

“Lo—Lord Mikhail.”

While lying sprawled on the ground, Chaika reached out and grabbed Mikhail’s shoe. Then, he looked up and smiled happily. Seeing him smile while looking like a chubby baby duck covered in dust, Mikhail didn’t even feel a shred of pity.

The physician and servant, arriving late, helped Chaika up from both sides. While the two brushed off the expensive fur coat that had become covered in dust, Chaika repeatedly lowered his head with a guilty face, then stealthily glanced up at Mikhail. Mikhail stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at him with an expressionless face.

Perhaps the expressionless face made it impossible to find the words. After glancing several times and parting his lips, Chaika eventually lowered his head deeply and did not lift it again. On the crown of his lowered head, brilliant gold hair, like the color of his eyelashes, was now revealed. It was completely different from the hair that had been frizzy and like dog fur due to the harsh dye.

While Mikhail’s gaze lingered on that shimmering blonde hair, something dropped at Chaika’s feet. Looking closer, he saw that Chaika was silently shedding tears with his head bowed. At first, a few droplets fell, but soon the tears fell incessantly, soaking the ground.

“……. I—I’m sor… I’m sorry. Because I’m… an Omega… I’m sorry.”

Chaika sobbed and apologized over and over, his head bowed as if he were a traitor. However, there was no plea for forgiveness. It was as if Chaika believed the fact that he was an Omega was something that could never be forgiven. And that was true. Mikhail could forgive anything else, but he could not forgive the fact that he was an Omega. That was who Mikhail was. …Or rather, that was how it should have been.

Mikhail felt as though he were trapped once again in a treadmill that would never stop. The desire to hold and comfort the boy, the pheromones emanating from him, the hatred for the existence of an Omega, the sense of betrayal at being deceived, and yet, the lovely existence that remained cute and utterly trivial.

He could neither hold him nor tell him he was forgiven. Nor could he kick him out or keep him far away. He could do nothing.

The ground beneath Chaika’s feet was drenched. Watching the continuing droplets of tears, Mikhail imagined the beautiful purple eyes where those tears had pooled. He wanted to grab the boy’s chin and look closely. But he couldn’t.

Mikhail passed by Chaika, keeping his hands behind his back. And he walked. He heard sobbing from behind his receding back.

“…Lord Mikhail.”

He also heard a desperate call. Mikhail grit his teeth.

Would it be better to spend ten years together, even if I had to feed him poison? Would that be okay? Like before, as it was meant to be…

No, he couldn’t do that. Ten years was too short. It was a mere blink of an eye. He couldn’t kill him like that.

“Lord Mikhail!!”

Chaika shouted again. He heard the sound of the physician and servant holding him back as he tried to run after him. His chest felt so tight it was difficult to breathe. For the first time since birth, he felt how powerless he could be.

Returning to his office, Mikhail called the butler close.

“Assign another knight to Chaika. The oldest and most experienced one.”

“Yes, Your Excellency.”

The butler left the office immediately to make the arrangements.

Mikhail gazed at Chaika, who was still standing frozen where he had left him. He was still shedding tears with his head bowed. The sweet and ecstatic pheromones emanating from him became suffocatingly thick as the tears flowed. Although the assigned knight was experienced, Mikhail worried that an accident might happen if only one person was stationed there. If two were assigned, they would keep each other in check, making it slightly safer.

“Just go inside now. You stupid thing.”

Mikhail muttered, looking at Chaika through the window. The physician and servant were urgently urging him to go inside. But Chaika only shook his head, continuing to shed tears.

“…Stupid boy.”

Mikhail muttered, placing his hand on the glass as if touching the boy. The sight of him standing in this cold weather, crying blankly for so long, was frustratingly stifling, yet on the other hand, it was satisfying. It meant the boy felt as strongly [unauthorized stolen contentcopy]for Mikhail as he did. He felt sorry, guilty, and yet still longed to see him.

“For a mere Omega….”

Mikhail tried to put strength into his words, but in truth, there was no longer any hatred or aversion mixed into them.

Eventually, the next day, Mikhail went for a walk along the same path. Having already encountered Mikhail once, Chaika walked hurriedly toward the spot where they had met as soon as he left the tower. Upon spotting Mikhail, his eyes widened into rabbit-like circles again. A joyful and glad smile slowly bloomed on his tiny white face. Watching this, Mikhail muttered, “Stupid boy.”

“Mi…!”

Chaika, who was about to call out loudly while raising his hand toward Mikhail, suddenly closed his mouth and lowered his hand. Then, unlike yesterday when he had sprinted, he walked toward Mikhail with a fast pace. He wasn’t running, but he was walking at maximum speed. Because he was trying to walk so fast, his waddling motion became more pronounced.

With a face as small as a bean, bundled up in clothes and waddling toward him, he looked incredibly ridiculous. Mikhail stood still and watched until Chaika got close enough, and once the distance had narrowed significantly, he turned abruptly and began walking along the path.

While a walk is supposed to be a slow stroll, Mikhail was moving so slowly it was almost enough to make him yawn. This was because the boy following right behind him was very small with short steps, and his movements were sluggish due to the thick clothing.

Tadak, tadak, tadak.

He felt the footsteps, which had been walking a short distance behind, narrowing the gap very slightly, bit by bit. It was as if the boy were asking: Is this much okay? Is this much also okay? Is it okay if I walk a little closer? Since Mikhail simply continued to walk at the same speed without a word, the boy became quite bold and began walking right behind him.

The boy seemed to be in a good mood. It wasn’t just because of the strangely cheerful sound of his footsteps. The scent of the pheromones emanating from Chaika had changed subtly. It was still sweet [stolen content]and brilliant, but also had a faintly refreshing [unauthorized copy]and cool feeling. Since it was only felt through the scent, it was hard to pinpoint, but somehow he could tell the change in Chaika’s mood just from that.

‘So you’re that happy just because I allowed you to follow me around?’

Mikhail felt a sudden surge of spite. So, while walking well, he suddenly came to a dead stop. The boy, who had been following excitedly right behind him, couldn’t stop in time and slammed his face hard into Mikhail’s back. He then bounced back and landed on his backside.

“…Ah.”

Because he was wearing so many thick clothes, there wasn’t even a sound when he hit the ground. The plush clothes and fur coat had excellently protected the small body. As he often did, Chaika let out a delayed “Ah.”

“What is this?”

Mikhail turned around and looked down at Chaika, who had fallen on the ground.

“I—I’m sor… ry.”

Chaika apologized and tried to get up. However, because his torso was wrapped so thickly, his body wouldn’t move as intended. Consequently, he ended up flailing alone in his seated position to try and stand up.

“…What are you doing?”

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“The—the clothes are thick, so I can’t….”

Muttering an excuse, Chaika lowered his bright red face. Only then did the physician and servant step in to help him up.

Tsk.

When Mikhail clicked his tongue, Chaika’s body flinched. His lowered head sank even further toward the ground. Clasping his hands in front of him so tightly that they turned pale, Chaika did not dare lift his head, like a sinner.

Cute thing. Trivial thing. Stupid thing. Lovely thing. Mikhail turned around, thinking of the numerous things he wanted to say to Chaika, who was right in front of him. And he began to walk again. One step. Two steps. Three steps. Even after that, there was no sound of him following from behind. Mikhail turned around, looked at Chaika, who still had his head bowed, and spoke.

“Watch where you’re walking. If you bump into me again, I’ll strip you bare and spank your backside.”

“……!!!!”

Chaika snapped his head up. His teary eyes grew wider and wider, and a smile spread across his lips.

“…Yes! Yes!”

Answering almost as if shouting, Chaika quickly caught up behind Mikhail. Then, he looked up at Mikhail with expectant eyes. Mikhail turned and began walking again. The sound of Chaika [unauthorized copyclass="wm" style="opacity:0;font-size:1px;user-select:all;">stolen content]style="position:relative;display:inline;">[stolen content]following him, tabak tabak, echoed right behind.

The walk was much longer than usual, but neither Mikhail nor Chaika had any intention of stopping. Mikhail continued to inhale Chaika’s pheromones, which changed subtly according to his mood, without feeling the slightest hesitation. Rather, he could feel Chaika through the pheromones alone. His existence, his mood, and even his state.

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“The pheromones were too thick.”

Mikhail, sitting with his legs crossed in his chair, frowned at the physician who stopped by once or twice a day to report. It wasn’t the physician’s fault that an Omega emitted pheromones, but the physician wore a guilty expression.

What he had felt while walking with Chaika recently was that the pheromones were becoming thicker by the day. Though the walks consisted mostly of Mikhail walking first and Chaika following along, it was more than enough distance to feel the pheromones.

“I heard from the knight who always guards him that the pheromones aren’t felt that strongly yet…. Perhaps because Your Excellency is a Dominant Alpha, you detect an Omega’s pheromones more sensitively.”

“Hmm.”

If the pheromones, which were dizzying enough to make his head spin just by smelling them for a moment, weren’t felt that way by all Alphas but were uniquely sensitive to Mikhail, then the situation was quite acceptable. If other Alphas felt the same as Mikhail, he wouldn’t know how many more knights he would need to assign to protect Chaika. Especially since even the knights didn’t feel entirely reliable.

“Ah…. Come to think of it….”

The physician spoke as if he had suddenly remembered something.

“The time for the heat cycle is gradually approaching. That might be why you felt the pheromones more intensely.”

“Heat cycle?”

At the unexpected news, Mikhail furrowed his brow.

An Omega’s heat cycle varies by individual, but generally occurs in cycles of 3 to 4 months. Since Chaika’s last heat cycle was about 3 months ago, it was indeed time for it to return.

“Will a Suppressant be enough this time?”

“This is my first time dealing with such a case…. I will try using a Suppressant first. However, since the toxicity hasn’t been completely removed yet, there is a high possibility it won’t work.”

“Then what should we do?”

“Even so, we cannot feed him Bellazie extract again to suppress the heat cycle, so if the suppressants do not work, he will simply have to endure it….”

The crease between Mikhail’s brows deepened. He did not know much about Omegas, but he was aware that enduring a heat cycle without suppressants or a partner for intercourse was excruciatingly painful.

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“Speak.”

Mikhail urged the physician with a hardened face. Only then did the physician manage to open his mouth.

“Although he has recovered significantly, it will take time for a body damaged by poison to fully heal. An Omega in heat who cannot engage in intercourse or take suppressants loses their reason and suffers so much they may even self-harm. For a healthy Omega, it would end there, but given Lord Chaika’s current health….”

Pausing for a moment, the physician cautiously continued.

“We cannot rule out the possibility of death by shock due to his weak heart.”

Crash—!

As Mikhail slammed his fist down, a hole was punched through the expensive rosewood desk, a piece of furniture only royalty should be able to use. The physician flinched and recoiled.

If one is an Omega, they must live their entire life experiencing heat cycles periodically. And yet, to die of shock because of a single heat cycle!

“Then find another solution.”

As Mikhail growled, the physician swallowed hard and barely managed to speak.

“…Of course, I will do my best to find one… but I believe you must prepare for the worst-case scenario in advance.”

“Prepare?”

The physician’s words were meaningful. Mikhail frowned and looked at him. After hesitating for a long time, the physician spoke.

“An Omega’s heat cycle is an instinct… so when pregnancy is not desired, as Alphas usually do, one finds a suitable partner until the heat cycle passes….”

“You’re suggesting I send up someone to roll around with him until the heat cycle is over?”

As Mikhail spoke through clenched teeth, the physician wiped away cold sweat with his sleeve.

“At this moment, there is no other way… I humbly apologize. If it is a Beta male, he can get through the heat cycle without the possibility of pregnancy….”

Having said that, the physician quickly added.

“Of course, rather than such an absurd solution, it would be the most… best method for Your Excellency to go up yourself….”

Mikhail threw an object from the desk. The heavy item narrowly missed the physician. The butler approached the physician and urged him to leave quickly. Read on Read BL Novelsstyle="position:relative;display:inline;">[unauthorized visit our sitecopy]The physician hurried out of the office as if he had just saved his own life.

Mikhail turned and glared at the Black Tower outside the window.

The intense pheromones emitted during a heat cycle solely for the purpose of conceiving not only attract surrounding Alphas but also strip them of their reason. It was what Mikhail loathed most.

The butler approached quietly. After waiting a moment for Mikhail’s mood to calm, he spoke.

“How shall I prepare?”

Mikhail looked at the butler. The butler’s question and face were very calm.

It was obvious what the “preparation” the butler spoke of was. It was a question of whom to prepare as Chaika’s partner for the heat cycle. A Beta, a suitable Alpha, or… Mikhail.

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When Mikhail began his walk first, Chaika would emerge from the tower and follow him with a pace almost like running. Then, Mikhail would walk in front, and Chaika would walk right behind him. That was how the two had spent their time every day recently.

Chaika no longer said he was sorry. Mikhail also said nothing. The two simply spent their time walking together as if nothing had happened. As if, by not bringing it up, everything could return to how it was before…. But both Mikhail and Chaika knew. They knew that was impossible.

The pheromones were growing thicker. The physician had said that Mikhail reacted more sensitively because he was a Dominant Alpha, but considering the heat cycle was approaching, Read stolen contenton Read BL NovelsChaika’s pheromones must already be affecting the Alphas around him. Evidence of this was the stiffer expressions [unauthorized copy]of the two knights assigned to Chaika and their excessive vigilance of the surroundings. Pheromones were already emanating strongly enough to exert a powerful influence, regardless of whether one was Dominant or not.

It wasn’t just Mikhail or other Alphas who were affected. The most important person—Chaika himself—was already within the sphere of influence. Since two or three days ago, instead of rushing up to Mikhail during their walks, Chaika had begun to maintain a subtle distance. His cheeks were slightly flushed, and it was plain to see that while his movements were sluggish, his nerves were frayed and sensitive. He extremely avoided any physical contact with the physician or servants; if they even tried to support him, he would startle violently. His body was already preparing for the heat cycle.

Hesitation was evident in the sound of the footsteps following behind. When he looked back, he saw Chaika standing more than ten paces away, unlike a few days ago when he had been right behind him. When Mikhail turned, Chaika quickly lowered his head to avoid eye contact. He was a boy who used to smile with joy just by meeting Mikhail’s gaze whenever he turned around. Avoiding his gaze like that meant his physical condition was that poor.

He had to watch the process of the first thing he ever felt was lovely, the first thing he felt was his, transform into the very thing he loathed most. Mikhail expected this to bring the pain of a significant loss.

However, watching Chaika transform into an Omega did not feel like loss. It was pity, sorrow, compassion, and affection for a boy who wished to live and die as a Beta, even if it meant living only ten years…. It was every emotion a soft-hearted human might feel. Among those numerous emotions, not a single grain of loathing was mixed in.

Though he acted as if he hadn’t yet decided how to dispose of Chaika, the result had already been determined. The boy, Chaika, was still lovely, still cute, and still his. Despite that, the reason he kept the boy imprisoned in the Black Tower, occasionally spat cold words to make him cry, and made him feel guilt and anxiety… was simply that he was being petty toward the boy, a remnant of the hatred he had held for Omegas until now.

“…Lord Mikhail.”

How long had he been standing there, watching the boy in silence? After a long while of staring, the boy, who had kept his head lowered, cautiously called Mikhail’s name. As Chaika slowly lifted his head, his cheeks were flushed red. The corners of his eyes were also red as if he were about to burst into tears, and his breathing was faster than usual.

“Could you… give me the medicine?”

After all that hesitation, that was all he said.

“That. The medicine. If I don’t take it now, I….”

Chaika hugged himself tightly with both arms, as if wrapping his own body. As if he wanted to block the pheromones emanating from himself, as if he wanted to cool his body that was heating up according to instinct.

“Please. Lord Mikhail. I really need to take it. Please give it to me.”

Chaika eventually cried again. Tears dripped at Mikhail’s feet. The already thick scent of pheromones grew even more intense. The knights standing behind Chaika stiffened their faces slightly and took a step back.

“Give me the medicine. The medicine…. I have to take it. I have to take it now. Otherwise…. Please give it to me. Please.”

Chaika pleaded and pleaded again, tears streaming down. Mikhail didn’t know how many times he heard the word “please.” The physician, seemingly accustomed to such pleas from Chaika, merely wore a pitiful expression.

“…It is time to go back.”

Mikhail spoke lowly. Chaika, who had been weeping and pleading, snapped his head up. Despair surfaced on his tear-soaked face. Chaika, who had been keeping a distance of over ten paces, suddenly rushed toward Mikhail. Along with Chaika, a sensual scent so potent it made one’s head spin washed over him.

“Lord Mikhail! I don’t want to become an Omega! I don’t want to be that! I don’t want to have children! I don’t want to give birth! I don’t want to be sold around like Lord Nile! I just want to live like this! I want to live as a normal person! Please give me the medicine. I really need it! Please!”

Chaika screamed as if possessed, clutching Mikhail’s clothes with both hands as if they were a lifeline. His purple eyes, streaming with tears, were wide with terror. This was not a simple plea. It was a panic attack born of anxiety.

“Please! Please! Please—!!”

Chaika screamed and screamed again in a fit, still clutching Mikhail’s clothes. The physician and servants rushed over and tried to pull Chaika away. But Chaika refused to let go of Mikhail. Mikhail waved away the physician and servants who were trying to force him off, fearing Chaika might get hurt. The physician took a small glass bottle from his robe and opened the cap.

“I don’t want to! I don’t want to become something like an Omega. I don’t! Lord Mikhail hates it too! So! So—!”

Chaika screamed frantically, shaking Mikhail. Instead of Mikhail shaking, Chaika’s own body was shaken. Looking at him, Mikhail wondered where such strength came from in that small, weak body.

“Your Excellency.”

The physician called out, holding up the small glass bottle the size of a thumb.

“Chaika.”

Mikhail quietly called Chaika’s name. At that single small call, Chaika’s movements, which had been frantic like a madman, stopped as if by magic. The dilated pupils, the face distorted from crying and screaming, the hands clutching Mikhail’s clothes so hard they were nearly tearing. Everything stopped as if time had frozen. Only one thing did not stop; tears continued to stream down Chaika’s cheeks.

Mikhail cupped Chaika’s cheek with his hand. Chaika’s eyes widened further. This was the first time Mikhail had touched Chaika since he was discovered to be an Omega. Chaika’s tear-soaked cheek was warm, heated by fever.

“Chaika.”

When Mikhail called again, Chaika let out a small sob and then obediently buried his face in Mikhail’s hand. As if that place were his sanctuary, he leaned his face against the palm and closed his eyes. In an instant, Mikhail’s [stolen content]-->chest felt tight and heavy, as if he had been struck in the solar plexus. He wanted to pull this small body into an embrace immediately.

The physician held the opened glass bottle in front of Chaika’s nose. Whether it was a volatile drug, Chaika’s body went limp as soon as he inhaled. Only after Chaika lost consciousness and slumped did Mikhail pull the small body into a tight embrace. Ah—. A faint gasp escaped Mikhail’s lips the moment he held the small body in his arms. An indescribable sense of fulfillment and satisfaction pierced through Mikhail’s entire body as ecstasy and a thrill.

Mikhail held Chaika like that for a long time. He could not let go, nor could he move. It felt as if time had stopped. No, he hoped time would stop. Everything was perfect, complete. Mikhail finally admitted it. No more excuses or pretexts mattered. Whether he was a Beta, an Omega, or even an Alpha, it didn’t matter. Even if he weren’t human but a beast, it didn’t matter. This boy was enough. Only this boy was perfect.

“Your Excellency. The effect of the medicine will not last long. It would be best to lay him comfortably in bed and let him sleep deeply.”

The physician approached cautiously and suggested. Mikhail glanced over the lovely body slumped in his arms and nodded. Then, he stood up while still holding Chaika. The direction Mikhail walked was not toward the Black Tower, but toward the mansion.

Having moved his residence from the Black Tower to the mansion, Chaika was given the room Nile had previously used. Originally, Mikhail had carried him to his own bedroom, but due to the physician’s strong opposition, he was moved to Nile’s quarters. Chaika was already struggling with his first heat cycle as an Omega. The physician explained that the presence of Mikhail, a Dominant Alpha, would be too much of a stimulus and would only increase the pain. Reluctantly, Mikhail laid Chaika in Nile’s quarters, far from his own bedroom, and returned.

The uncharacteristic behavior in the garden had likely been a panic attack caused by anxiety just before the heat cycle. After that, far from taking walks in the garden, Chaika couldn’t even get out of bed and began to moan and suffer, curled up. His body could not withstand the heat cycle coming on top of the pheromones that had been forcibly neutralized and suppressed by poison.

The physician slept and ate on a blanket next to Chaika’s bed, tending to him as his fever rose from time to time. Mikhail only received reports on the situation through messengers; he could not go himself. This was due to the physician’s warning that the influence of a Dominant Alpha could further worsen Chaika’s condition.

Already anxious because Chaika’s condition had deteriorated more than expected, the fact that he couldn’t even go and check on him personally was driving Mikhail insane.

Servants constantly ran through the hallways, going back and forth several times an hour to report the status. Forgetting both meals and sleep, Mikhail badgered the servants to find out how Chaika was doing. The wise butler gathered the servants and organized them into shifts, allowing them to finally catch their breath. Several days passed with Mikhail’s nerves stretched to the limit.

“Your Excellency.”

The butler placed a teacup on the table. Alcohol and tea were the only things Mikhail consumed, as he barely ate.

“What about Chaika?”

Mikhail asked habitually.

“It would be best to listen while you drink your tea.”

The butler pushed the teacup toward Mikhail. It was a firm suggestion that he would not report unless Mikhail drank the tea. Mikhail let out a long sigh, lifted the cup, and took a sip.

“…Is there a change in his condition?”

Mikhail asked, noticing that the butler’s demeanor was slightly different from usual. The butler bowed his head slightly and spoke in a cautious tone.

“A message arrived from the physician a moment ago. He says the heat cycle will likely begin between late tonight and dawn tomorrow.”

“…….”

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“I requested the physician to tell me what method he intends to use.”

Having said that, the butler observed Mikhail for a moment before speaking again.

“Since you have not given any word on that, I have made preparations in various ways. I have a Beta who has sexual experience but no STDs or other illnesses and is tight-lipped; he has been kept in a windowless room with his eyes blindfolded before being brought to the castle, so if he is rewarded afterward, he won’t even know who he slept with. Additionally, I have drawn up a list of knights from the outer castle who are of a suitable age, experienced, and discreet. There will be no aftermath if you choose from among them.”

The experienced butler was truly thorough. Even though Mikhail had given no word, he had already completed preparations in several directions. However, despite that, the butler merely held the paper with the list of knights and did not actually hand it to Mikhail. The butler, who had been by Mikhail’s side for a long time, must have already known the result.

“…Tell them to prepare thoroughly.”

“I shall convey that.”

With those words alone, the butler, having confirmed Mikhail’s intention, bowed and withdrew. Mikhail looked at the sunset, which was gradually sinking and staining the sky orange. The time was drawing near.

Contrary to the past few days, where a single day felt as long as a year, the night arrived in great haste. Standing by the window and watching the darkness completely envelop Castle Castilla and the moon rise to the center of the sky, Mikhail finally turned around.

A place he had never thought of approaching, and even loathed to look at, simply because the Omega Nile had stayed there. Mikhail was walking toward that place of his own accord. Because it had been assigned to the furthest point from Mikhail’s own space, the journey was long.

Even before Chaika’s bedroom door was in sight, the thick scent of pheromones was already pulling Mikhail in. It was a scent so thick it could only be described as oppressive. A fatal fragrance that seemed capable [Read on Read BL Novels]of paralyzing reason in an instant guided the way. It tempted and drew Mikhail in. Half of his reason had already been consumed by Chaika’s pheromones.

When Mikhail finally reached the front of Chaika’s bedroom, two knights bowed and opened the door. Mikhail stepped inside as if possessed. The physician, who had been standing by the bed, bowed and left the room. The door closed, leaving only Mikhail and Chaika.

“…Hng… ah….”

The pheromones that had wafted down the hallway beyond the closed door and drawn Mikhail in now filled the room. Chaika’s pheromones, triggered by his heat cycle, were sensually melting and lavish, yet simultaneously dreadfully obscene and lewd.

“…Ugh… ngh…. Hng.”

Chaika was groaning, his body curled tightly on the bed. His form, covered up to the top of his head with a thin sheet, was visibly trembling with spasms. Unable to overcome the surging lust, he didn’t know what to do, and the intermittent moans he let out were filled with a sense of agony.

Having experienced several rut cycles himself, Mikhail knew the pain of having to suppress one’s instincts during such a time. An Omega’s cycle was far more powerful and vicious than an Alpha’s. Chaika was enduring that with such a small body.

Without a word, Mikhail approached the bed and carefully peeled back the sheet covering his head. Chaika’s face was flushed deep red, and his hair, damp with sweat, clung haphazardly to his skin.

“Chaika.”

Mikhail placed one knee on the bed and cupped Chaika’s face. Chaika’s tightly shut eyes slowly opened.

“……. Mi, Mikhail… sir.”

Chaika murmured in a whisper. The purple eyes staring at Mikhail were already more than half-glazed. Chaika reached out toward Mikhail with the hand that had been clutching his own body. The slowly extending hand was shaking violently. He barely managed to grab Mikhail’s wrist before his face contorted as if he were about to burst into tears.

“…Medicine… please give me the medicine…. I hate this. I hate it so much.”

Having barely managed to say that much, Chaika broke into sorrowful sobs.

“Hic, ugh, I hate it. Please give me the medicine. I hate it. I hate it.”

Ironically, as Chaika desperately shook his head, his pheromones wafted out even more intensely. For an Omega in heat to maintain this level of reason while having a Dominant Alpha right beside him meant he was resisting with every ounce of his mental strength.

“Chaika.”

Mikhail called his name and pulled the small body toward him. Despite having been ill and unable to eat for days, Chaika struggled violently, as if some remnant of strength remained. Mikhail pulled him into an embrace. His body was burning with fever. When Mikhail brushed away the cold sweat from his forehead, Chaika suddenly let out a high moan—hng!—and twisted his waist.

“…Ugh… ngh….”

Chaika’s back arched, and both hands gripped Mikhail’s clothes. A faint moan leaked through his lower lip, which he had bitten until it nearly bled. Hic. A short sob escaped Chaika’s lips as he realized what he had just done.

“Mikhail sir. Please give me the medicine. I hate this. I hate it so much.”

Chaika pleaded through his sobs. If possible, Mikhail wanted to give it to him. But that would be the path to killing him. He had already administered Suppressants, but they hadn’t worked at all; this was the only solution.

“It will be alright.”

Mikhail reassured him. But he knew it wouldn’t be. This was a child who had rejected his life as an Omega even at the cost of his own vitality. He couldn’t predict what kind of scar this encounter would leave on Chaika.

The soothing ended there. With the oppressive pheromones, Mikhail was barely maintaining his own sanity. Mikhail brushed the sweat-clumped hair behind Chaika’s ear and leaned down. He kissed the lips from which sobbing moans were leaking. Chaika’s lips were small, red, soft, and hot.

“Nng…!”

As Mikhail softly licked his lips, Chaika moaned and twisted his waist.

“N-no…. Please don’t. It feels strange. Please don’t.”

Chaika murmured desperately. However, his body told a different story. With just a light kiss, it was as if his sensitivity had spiked to the peak; his slender waist twisted this way and that, and his legs were pressed tightly together, writhing.

“Shh—. It will be alright.”

Mikhail summoned his patience to soothe Chaika. Then, he slid his hand between the legs that were clamped shut as if in defense. As he stroked the thighs, which lacked much flesh, Read on Read BL Novelsand moved upward, a faint gasp [visit our site]escaped Chaika’s mouth. Mikhail continued upward and pulled down Chaika’s underwear. The white legs kicked in resistance, but it was useless. Mikhail ripped the sweat-soaked white shirt open to the sides.

“D-don’t… please don’t. I hate it.”

Chaika shook his head and tried to push Mikhail away with both hands. But there was no way Mikhail would be pushed back by that meager amount of strength. Panting heavily, Chaika looked pained. Starting intercourse as soon as possible would be the only way to alleviate his suffering. And that was also what Mikhail desired.

Mikhail grabbed the white thighs with both hands, spread them wide, and shifted his weight over him. Then, he pinned Chaika’s resisting wrists to the bed and kissed him deeply. The inside of the mouth, hot with fever, was soft and sweet. The moment his tongue entwined with the fragile, soft flesh, a shiver ran from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. A beast-like growl rose from Mikhail’s throat. His reason was fading. He wanted to ravish this small, fragile body lying beneath him with all his might.

“Mmph, ngh, ugh..s.”

Chaika let out a strained moan at the intense, violent kiss that felt as if he were being devoured. But Mikhail could not restrain himself. He sucked, licked, bit, and swallowed Chaika’s incredibly fragile lips. Gasping for air, Chaika’s chest heaved. The nipples on the white chest, rising and falling urgently, caught Mikhail’s eye. While holding Chaika’s chin steady with one hand and pouring on the violent kisses, Mikhail used his other hand to pinch the nipple on the white chest between his fingers, rolling and twisting it hard.

“…Haaat-!”

At the stimulation to his nipple, Chaika’s back arched sharply and he trembled. The sound of his panting was heavily laced with the scent of pleasure.

“It’s strange. It’s strange, Mikhail sir.”

Chaika murmured, twisting his legs. The legs flailing on the white sheet only heightened Mikhail’s lust. Mikhail gripped the nipple firmly and twisted and pulled it. Then, he blatantly rubbed his lower body, which was already hard and swollen with tension, between Chaika’s spread legs.

“Hng….”

A sweet moan escaped Chaika’s lips. Mikhail reached down and removed his trousers. As he pulled down his underwear, his rock-hard member sprang out. Chaika looked down and saw the member, with veins bulging as if it were about to burst, and tried to close his legs in terror. But he couldn’t, as Mikhail had already wedged himself between his legs.

“…I hate it. Please don’t. Please.”

Chaika pleaded through his sobs. It should have been pitiful and heartbreaking, but right now, it wasn’t. Instead, it only further fueled Mikhail’s desire for conquest and lust. The impulse to ravish this lovely, erotic creature until he was on the verge of death, filling his body with semen, dominated his entire being. Mikhail struggled to maintain the last thread of his reason. This wasn’t just intercourse between him and Chaika. It was a means to save Chaika. He had to stay rational.

Mikhail lifted Chaika’s thighs. His hips and waist were lifted into the air, fully exposing the private parts between his legs. Chaika gasped and tried to cover himself with both hands.

Chaika’s member was hidden amidst golden hair. Like Mikhail’s, it was erect and stiff, with a translucent fluid clinging to the tip. Rather than feeling disgust at seeing another’s member—especially an Omega’s—Mikhail felt a desire to suck it. Mikhail leaned down and willingly took Chaika’s member into his mouth. Ah-! A high cry burst from Chaika’s lips. The strength left the body that had been resisting. As if perfectly fitted, Mikhail swept and sucked the member with his tongue.

“Ah-nng….”

Chaika let out a sweet moan. Every time Mikhail licked and sucked, his slender waist jolted. The member and the fluid at its tip possessed a sensual sweetness. If it weren’t for Chaika, Mikhail would have never known that another’s member could be this lovely.

With the member still in his mouth, Mikhail began to pump slowly. Chaika’s moans grew higher and louder. While pumping, Mikhail slid his fingers toward the secret place below.

“Hng-!”

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“Aaaa-!”

Chaika moaned loudly and grabbed Mikhail’s shoulders. Soon, every muscle in his body stiffened and convulsed. He had reached a climax with just a single finger. An Omega in heat was that sensitive to intercourse and pleasure.

Confirming that Chaika was indeed feeling pleasure, Mikhail became bolder. The place tightening around his finger was soft, moist, and very warm. He wondered how good it would feel to insert himself here…. The thin thread of reason he had been barely maintaining felt as if it were about to snap.

“No…. Please take it out. Take it out!”

Chaika pleaded through his sobs. But the pleading was short-lived. As Mikhail sucked the member in his mouth hard and repeated the in-and-out motion with his finger, Chaika’s body stiffened and shuddered.

“Hng… ngh. Nng….”

Every single syllable of the leaking moans was sweet. Haa. Ah… ngh…. Chaika’s waist jolted, unconsciously helping Mikhail. After conditioning him, Mikhail inserted another finger. Ah-! Chaika moaned. But it wasn’t a moan of pain. He shook his waist shallowly, as if it felt good to have his back filled.

He couldn’t hold back any longer. Mikhail removed his mouth from Chaika’s member and withdrew his fingers from the path he had gently opened.

“…Ah….”

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“Ah…!”

Light suddenly returned to Chaika’s eyes, which had been blurred with pleasure. Seeing the area just before insertion, Chaika suddenly swung his hand and struck Mikhail’s face. He felt a sting on his cheek, followed by the sensation of blood trickling down. Mikhail released the thighs and touched his cheek. He had been scratched by the swinging fingernails.

Normally, Chaika would have turned pale and apologized immediately upon realizing he had injured Mikhail’s face. But now was different. Taking advantage of the moment one thigh became free, Chaika struggled as best he could and rolled off the bed. He then crawled to a corner of the room and curled up.

“…Chaika.”

As Mikhail got off the bed and approached, Chaika shook his head while curled up tightly.

“I hate it. I don’t want to… become an Omega. I don’t want to have a child. I just want to live as I am now. Please, Mikhail sir. Please don’t do it.”

Chaika begged, weeping. He begged and begged as if he had committed a sin that deserved divine punishment. Mikhail stopped without approaching and watched Chaika’s tears. He had to embrace him quickly. He knew he should… but he didn’t want to force himself upon someone who was resisting so desperately in tears.

“Please don’t. Please don’t do it. I want to live like this. I like it now. You hate Omegas too, Mikhail sir. So please don’t.”

Since Mikhail remained still, Chaika murmured incessantly, as if he had finally found hope. But that didn’t last long. Chaika’s curled body suddenly stiffened, and he heaved violently with a uugh. Soon, dry heaves followed, and he began to vomit dark red blood. His body, damaged by poison, was collapsing, unable to withstand the heat cycle.

“Dammit.”

Mikhail approached and scooped Chaika up. Even then, he laid the resisting, head-shaking boy back on the bed.

“D-don’t… please don’t do it!”

Chaika pleaded even while vomiting blood. His body seemed to have no strength left to resist, lying limp where he had been placed. It was clear that his pale face was turning even whiter. He was dying. Mikhail looked down at Chaika, gritting his teeth. Now there was only one way. It was the method Mikhail hated most.

Mikhail sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked the hair of the limp Chaika, who was still murmuring that he hated it. Even in this state, a faint smile spread across Chaika’s eyes as if he were happy for the gesture. There could be no creature in the world more lovely than this. Mikhail pressed his lips lightly to the forehead of Chaika, who was panting and vomiting bright red blood again. And then… he slowly released the pheromones he had been keeping suppressed.

“……. …Ah…!!”

Chaika’s pupils dilated wildly at the thick pheromones of the Dominant Alpha being slowly released.

“Ah… aaa-….”

Indistinct mumbles leaked through the small lips stained red with blood. The fear, terror, repulsion, and pleading that had been on his pale face faded away like they were being swept by a wave, disappearing completely. In their place, a reddish flush and a captivated expression appeared on the small face.

The pheromones of a Dominant Alpha were truly powerful. Chaika’s face now showed a complete loss of reason. Mikhail pressed his lips to Chaika’s forehead and apologized in a low voice. Then, he violently swallowed the red lips stained with blood. Chaika responded fervently to the kiss that felt like being devoured. He reached out to wrap his arms around Mikhail’s neck, accepting the kiss while panting heavily.

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“Aaa-! Ah! At! Aaat! Ha-eugh. Ngh!”

The organ designed to accept an Alpha’s member swallowed Mikhail’s massive member without much difficulty. However, since it was the first time for such a petite body to swallow a member, it wasn’t easy; Mikhail repeatedly inserted it slightly and pulled back, slowly opening the path. With every thrust, a shrill moan escaped Chaika’s lips. It was filled with pleasure.

Finally, Mikhail’s member was fully inserted, and their bodies were pressed tightly together.

“Ah-hng…!”

Chaika’s body, clinging to Mikhail’s neck, convulsed lightly with ecstasy and reached a climax once more. To maintain a minimum level of reason, Mikhail began to move his hips slowly, nibbling on the nape of Chaika’s neck and ears. The lower part, which had moistened itself to accept Mikhail, was drenched, making the intercourse smooth.

“Ngh….”

Mikhail groaned softly as the body tightly gripped and sucked his member whenever he buried it deep and pulled back. When Mikhail stopped, Chaika instinctively jolted his hips from below.

Every time the member buried itself and emerged, Chaika’s waist twisted, and moans full of pleasure burst from his small lips. The patience Mikhail had scraped together from the bottom was now completely exhausted. Mikhail raised his upper body and gripped Chaika’s thighs firmly. Then, he began to move his hips frantically.

“Ah! Ah! At! Ah! Ha-eut! Ngh! Ngh! Ha… ngh…. Hic.”

Every time the large, hard member drove deep into Chaika’s body, stolen contenta moan full of pleasure erupted. Chaika’s stolen contenthands gripped Mikhail’s forearms, digging in his nails. Even that stinging sensation only heightened the sexual pleasure.

“Ngh! Ngh! Hng! It’s, it’s strange. It’s strange. Ah-hng. Ngh.”

Mikhail drove his member in with a thumping intensity, almost in a trance. Every time he buried himself in the soft, hot body, and every time the member was pulled out and then sucked back in, an ecstatic, tingling shiver pierced through him from the top of his head to the tips of his toes.

“……. Dammit.”

Mikhail muttered a curse, struggling to hold onto the last shred of his reason. The excessive pleasure made it feel as if his sanity would snap at any moment. The concept of time vanished completely, and he became hazy as to what he was even doing. Only Chaika’s touch, scent, moans, and breath existed. He wanted to stay inside that hot, moist body forever.

This was mine. The only perfect thing in this world that belonged to me. Something that had to be mine. If anyone dared to touch or covet what was mine, I would tear them apart with my bare hands and kill them in agony. Mikhail growled, grabbing Chaika’s wrist and biting hard into the tender skin of his inner arm.

He didn’t know how much time had passed. There was only Chaika and himself. Bodies pressed together. Flesh overlapping. Pleasure. Ecstasy. A lovely body. Only those things existed in the world. He wanted to plant his seed deep inside him. He had to plant it in abundance. Only then would he be completely mine. Mine alone, and no one else’s!

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Hngh!”

Mikhail’s thrusts quickened. As he slammed into him as if to break him, the petite, white body jolted violently, unable to withstand the impact. The end was approaching.

“…Chaika…!”

As ejaculation neared, every muscle in his body stiffened. Mikhail aria-label="unauthorized copy">unauthorized copyour site -->visit our sitecalled out Chaika’s name as he reached a powerful climax.

“Aaah—…!”

As Mikhail peaked, Chaika let out a gasp as if feeling the semen enter his body and clung tightly to Mikhail. Clinging firmly to Mikhail, Chaika also reached his climax. The white legs that had been raised fell thud onto the bed, and the arms that had been embracing Mikhail’s body lost their strength and slid slowly across the sheets.

The intercourse had been so intense that sweat dripped from Mikhail’s chin. Mikhail leaned down and licked the droplets of sweat that had fallen onto the white chest. When he lifted his head, he saw Chaika lying limp with his eyes half-open. His small chest was heaving, barely managing to breathe in shallow gasps. Only then did Mikhail regain his grip on reason. The bluish morning sunlight was already filtering into the room. He had pushed forward for nearly six hours without a single break, completely forgetting the concept of time.

“Chaika?”

Mikhail hurriedly called out, lightly tapping Chaika’s cheek. Chaika’s eyes, looking completely exhausted, struggled to focus on Mikhail. Mikhail withdrew his member, which was still buried deep inside Chaika’s body. It felt like falling from a blissful heaven into hell, but it couldn’t be helped. Even after the member was removed, the entrance, which had been tormented for so long, did not close completely. Thick, whitish semen flowed out from the hole as it slowly contracted.

He wanted to swipe it back in and push it deep inside immediately, but Chaika was in more urgent need. Mikhail poured water from a cup on the bedside table and lifted Chaika’s upper body. He pressed the cup to his lips. Chaika’s eyes slowly looked at the water before him with sluggish movements and soon pressed his lips to it. The hand Chaika raised to hold the cup was trembling violently from exhaustion.

Chaika struggled even to swallow a single sip of water. With patience, Mikhail helped Chaika empty the entire cup one sip at a time. After placing the cup back on the table and laying Chaika flat on the bed again, Mikhail finally looked at Chaika’s naked body.

Red handprints from gripping too hard remained all over the petite white body. His thighs, which had been gripped particularly tightly, were covered in handprints to the point where the original white skin was barely visible. It was obvious they would turn into deep purple bruises over time. Furthermore, the lips that had been kissed with a half-lost sense of reason were swollen red as if they would burst, with one corner of the mouth torn, and the entrance that had accepted Mikhail’s member relentlessly for hours was swollen bright red.

“…Oh dear.”

Mikhail frowned in dismay. What was intended to prevent death by shock had turned into an act visit [Read on Read BL Novels][Read on Read BL Novels]our siteof Mikhail running wild with lust.

“…….”

Chaika, who had been staring at Mikhail while lying limp, parted his lips. However, only the sound of escaping air could be heard; he was completely unintelligible. Mikhail leaned down, bracing himself with his hands on the bed, and pressed his ear to Chaika’s mouth. Then, Chaika, barely managing a faint breath, spoke once more.

“…I hate you.”

“…….”

The voice, whispering softly as if muttering, was completely hoarse.

“I hate you so, so much. I said I didn’t want to… I didn’t want to….”

As Chaika poured out his resentment in a heavily rasped voice, his eyes quickly filled with tears. As the tears wavered, it looked like a shimmering purple pond. The tears soon streamed down his cheeks. Seeing the flowing tears, Mikhail’s heart sank.

He had much to say. Why he had intentionally released his pheromones to force the desire for intercourse, why it had to be that way, and that he had saved him by doing so. There were many explanations. But instead of an explanation, Mikhail offered an apology.

“I’m sorry. Chaika.”

When Mikhail swept back his sweat-soaked hair and wiped the bloodstains remaining on the lips to apologize, Chaika[stolen unauthorized copycontent]’s sobbing grew louder.

“Hic. Sob. I hate you, Lord Mikhail. I really hate you.”

Even though he didn’t have the strength to lift his arms, Chaika forced them up, clenched his small fists, and tapped Mikhail’s chest. He was likely hitting with all the strength he had. Instead of mentioning that no one had ever dared to hit him and survived, Mikhail quietly accepted the punches. It wasn’t because it didn’t hurt. He didn’t mind being hit by him. It was a relief that he was alive enough to hit him like this.

“You’re mean. Really mean.”

After saying that, Chaika burst into loud wails. Mikhail supported Chaika and pulled him into a tight embrace. Chaika continued to pat Mikhail’s body here and there with his fists, pretending to hit him. Mikhail didn’t know how lovely and cute that was.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

As Mikhail apologized, Chaika’s punching gradually subsided. After crying in Mikhail’s arms for a long time, the strength slowly left Chaika’s body. Soon, he fell into a deep sleep, almost like a faint. Mikhail held the sleeping Chaika for a long while longer before laying him properly on the bed.

“If you cry this much after just one time, what are you going to do from now on?”

Mikhail muttered, carefully wiping the tears from the eyes that had turned red from crying. An Omega’s heat cycle usually lasts two days, three at most. He was currently asleep from total exhaustion, but once he had a deep sleep, his body would begin to scream for intercourse again.

“It looks like I’ll be hated for a long time.”

Mikhail clicked his tongue shortly and called in the butler waiting outside to tidy up the surroundings and [unauthorized copy]style="[unauthorized copy]position:absolute;left:-9999px;font-size:0;">[visit our site]bring in some light refreshments.

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It was a time of madness.

Whenever the hours of intercourse ended, the physically drained Chaika would fall into a faint-like sleep. When he woke up a few hours later, Mikhail would force him to eat a light snack before they plunged back into intense intercourse where reason was cast aside.

Perhaps his instincts as an Omega had awakened. Once the act began, Chaika also clung to Mikhail frantically. He learned very quickly; by the second day, he even climbed on top of Mikhail and moved himself.

“Haa, ah! Ah! Hngh. Ah—. I-I like it. I like it.”

Chaika, bouncing his hips while on top of Mikhail, muttered in a trance. Realizing that Chaika was definitely feeling pleasure, Mikhail immediately flipped their positions, climbed on top of Chaika, and moved his hips powerfully. Every time his member buried itself to the end of the body and withdrew, moans full of pleasure burst from Chaika’s mouth.

Except for the brief moments of faint-like sleep, the two were immersed solely in intercourse; their bodies were glistening with sweat, and the entrance, having received Mikhail’s semen countless times, was drenched in lubrication and semen. It was a vulgar and messy sight. However, neither of them cared at all as they kissed deeply and bit, licked, and sucked each other’s bodies.

Only after filling two full days did Chaika’s heat cycle end.

Mikhail smacked his lips while looking at the faint-like sleeping Chaika. Despite having intense intercourse for two straight days, he was still not satisfied. Mikhail still had plenty of stamina left, and he wanted to hold Chaika until that stamina was exhausted.

Instead of following his desire, Mikhail lay on his side next to Chaika and quietly gazed at his sleeping face. There was almost no intact skin on his neck and Read on Read BL Novelsstyle="position:relative;display:inline;">unauthorized copystyle="position:absolute;left:-9999px;font-size:0;">[unauthorized copy]shoulders due to the bite and suck marks. The body below the neck was in a similar state; after a day or two, blue bruises would likely surface all over. He should have felt troubled or embarrassed, but in truth, he didn’t at all.

Mikhail narrowed his eyes with satisfaction as he traced the tooth marks, bruises, and handprints he had left, one by one. Whenever he saw a part where white skin still remained, the urge to leave his mark there as well surged within him. Had he ever exercised such patience in his life? This little creature made Mikhail do many things he thought he would never do in his lifetime.

Mikhail pulled Chaika into his arms and hugged him tight. Then, burying his nose in the crown of Chaika’s head, he inhaled deeply. The intense pheromones of the heat cycle had vanished, but the Omega’s pheromones remained. No, they had actually become much stronger than before the heat cycle.

Could there be another scent in the world this sweet and stimulating? Mikhail thought as he continued to breathe in deeply. Since it felt that way to him, other Alphas would likely feel the same. He didn’t want to see other creatures coveting Chaika. If it didn’t shorten his lifespan, he wanted to keep feeding Chaika Bellazie extract. Then he wouldn’t have to worry about anyone else coveting Chaika.

“……. N….”

Chaika, who had been sleeping as if fainted, let out a small moan, and a slight wrinkle formed between his brows. The closed golden eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings and slowly lifted. Purple eyes with vacant pupils were revealed. Mikhail stroked Chaika’s cheek and swept his hair back.

“……. M… Lord Mikhail.”

A heavily rasped voice barely flowed out. Mikhail leaned down and gave him a light kiss. The lips, which had been sucked, bitten, and licked for two days, were swollen as if they would burst. Perhaps because the kiss caused pain, the wrinkle between Chaika’s brows deepened.

Mikhail supported Chaika’s upper body to lift him and pressed a glass of water to his lips. Chaika tried to hold the glass with both hands to drink on his own, but his hands trembled violently, as if he had no strength to lift the cup. Mikhail slowly tilted the glass to help Chaika drink.

Chaika drank a bit, rested, and repeated this until he finally finished the cup. Mikhail set the empty glass down and wiped the water from the corner of the mouth with his thumb. Perhaps his mind cleared a bit after drinking the water. Light slowly returned to the vacant purple eyes.

The purple eyes scanned his own body, which was a mess of tooth marks, handprints, and semen, then slowly moved up to meet Mikhail’s [visit our site]gaze. After Read on Read BL Novelsstaring at Mikhail silently for a moment, Chaika’s lips closed firmly in a straight line. The color of the purple eyes grew darker as resentment filled them.

“Why…. I told you I hated it so much, why did you do that?”

Chaika poured out his resentment through clenched teeth. The corners of his eyes turned red, and tears soon filled them.

“I told you I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to! But why did you force me? I hated it!”

After venting his resentment, Chaika suddenly looked around. Then, he grabbed the nearest pillow and began to hit Mikhail repeatedly.

“You’re mean! I hate you! How could you do that! When I said I didn’t want to! I said I didn’t want to! Lord Nile was right. Alphas are all bad people!”

No matter how much he was hit with a pillow full of soft feathers, there was no way it would hurt. If this helped release his anger, it was a relief. Mikhail quietly let himself be hit by the pillow. In the end, it was Chaika who gave up first. There was no way strength remained in a body that had been immersed in intercourse for two days without eating or drinking much.

“……. You’re really mean….”

Panting, Chaika threw the pillow aside and spoke tearfully. Eventually, the tears wavering in his eyes dropped down, and he began to wail loudly.

“…I’m sorry.”

Mikhail apologized softly and tried to hug Chaika. However, [[Read on Read BL Novels]class="wm" style="opacity:0;font-size:1px;user-select:all;">visit our site]Chaika scooted back and threw the pillow at him.

“Don’t come near me!”

When Mikhail stopped, Chaika began to wail again.

Mikhail, who had no experience comforting a crying person, felt extremely flustered. He watched the wailing Chaika for a moment, then approached and hugged him tightly again. A lovely body that fit perfectly in his arms. Chaika continued to hit Mikhail’s shoulder with his fists as a form of resistance, but even that was such a trivial punching that it was only cute and lovely.

“I’m sorry, Chaika. I’m sorry.”

In truth, he wasn’t sorry at all, but Mikhail lied to soothe Chaika.

“It was all my fault. I’m sorry. Okay?”

As Mikhail apologized repeatedly in his ear, Chaika’s punching stopped. And the loud wailing gradually subsided. Mikhail wrapped Chaika, who was sniffing and shedding tears, in a sheet and held him close while calling the servant waiting outside to prepare a bath.

A large wooden tub was brought into the center of the room, and servants entered in succession to pour in hot water. Once the preparations were complete, the servants all withdrew. Mikhail entered the bath tub while still holding Chaika. Fearing the water might be too hot for Chaika, he sat down so that he was submerged slowly from the toes up, and a faint sigh escaped Chaika’s lips. Then, the tension in his body melted away.

Mikhail smiled slightly at the look of satisfaction on Chaika’s face. Chaika immediately shot him a resentful glare.

“Once you soak your body in hot water, the pain and discomfort will get much better.”

As Mikhail spoke gently, the resentful gaze softened just a little. There was no way he could feel bad when his body, which had been tormented for two days, was submerged in warm water. The strength he had been using to avoid leaning on Mikhail vanished, and Chaika soon ended up completely embraced by Mikhail’s chest.

How long had they been like that? Just as Chaika began to nod off with his eyes half-closed from the comfort, there was a knock. The person who entered was the physician dispatched from Marquis Lucius’s house to care for Chaika.

“I have brought the medicine. He must take it now.”

At the physician’s words, Mikhail motioned for him to come closer. The approaching physician handed the medicine bowl to Mikhail. What was in the bowl was a very small amount of Bellazie extract.

“Can’t we stop it completely now?”

It was a poison that ate away at Chaika’s body. Mikhail asked, a deep frown on his brow.

“We will increase the interval from once every three days to once a week starting today. After that, depending on his condition, I believe we can stop it completely.”

“That’s a relief.”

If it was a weekly interval from today, it meant that stopping it was truly not far off. With a somewhat lighter heart, Mikhail gave the medicine bowl to Chaika. Chaika drank the very small amount of extract, draining it to the last drop as if drinking a precious liquor, and handed the empty bowl back to the physician.

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The physician spoke to Chaika instead of leaving immediately. However, contrary to the physician’s intention, resentment returned to Chaika’s eyes.

“If I had kept taking the medicine, this wouldn’t have happened.”

“It is a poison with strong toxicity that destroys the internal organs. If you continued to take it, you would not live past ten years.”

“I don’t care about that,” Chaika said coldly. The physician looked troubled. Mikhail motioned for the physician to leave.

“Why are you being so stubborn? You could live for a hundred or two hundred years, so why insist on a path where you die after only ten?”

At Mikhail’s words, Chaika cast his eyes downward. The resentment on his face vanished, and sorrow filled his downcast eyes.

“……. You hate… Omegas. That’s why Lord Nile hated me too.”

It was an unexpected answer.

“So you tried to keep taking the medicine because you were afraid I would end up hating you?”

“…….”

Chaika kept his mouth shut and did not answer.

“You should answer, Chaika.”

Mikhail gripped Chaika’s chin and lifted it to meet his eyes. Various emotions were chaotically mixed in the purple eyes.

“…….”

Chaika’s lips parted, but no answer came out.

“Chaika….”

Mikhail let out a faint sigh and buried his nose in the crown of Chaika’s head. As he inhaled deeply, he smelled sweat, the scent of skin, and an enchantingly sweet aroma of pheromones. He lowered his head, pressing his nose against the back of Chaika’s ears, the nape of his neck, and his shoulders, scenting him thoroughly. His lower half, which had been quiet for a moment, grew tight. Instead of pouncing on Chaika again, Mikhail settled for nibbling on the nape of his neck. Chaika curled his body tightly, but he could not stop Mikhail’s actions.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re an Omega. That… doesn’t matter anymore.”

Mikhail whispered, his nose still buried in the back of the neck.

“…Are you really okay… even if I’m an Omega?”

The voice asking cautiously was trembling thinly.

“I wouldn’t have held you if I weren’t.”

“But… you hate Omegas, and you hate Omega pheromones.”

“Is that why you tried so hard to take those medicines? Because you didn’t want to be hated by me?”

“…….”

Once again, Chaika did not answer. However, as Mikhail gazed at him, he saw a very slight nod. To think he had searched so desperately for a poison to kill himself just because he feared Mikhail would hate him….

Mikhail’s chest swelled with a feeling of pride that felt as if it might burst. This small, petite, and fragile thing was so lovely, so utterly adorable, that he could hardly bear it.

This cute thing. This lovely thing.

Mikhail pulled Chaika into a tight embrace and showered him with passionate kisses. Chaika, who had struggled at first, also responded fervently as the kisses deepened, wrapping his arms around Mikhail’s neck.

“Whether you are an Omega, a Beta, or even some other beast, it doesn’t [unauthorized copy]wm: unauthorized copy -->matter. It doesn’t matter at all.”

After the deep kiss ended, Mikhail looked straight into those purple eyes and spoke. The eyes, which had widened slightly in surprise, softened, and soon a smile full of joy appeared.

“Lord Mikhail….”

Chaika reached out both arms to wrap them around Mikhail’s neck, clinging to him desperately as if trying to become one body. Mikhail wrapped his arms around Chaika’s back, hugging him so tightly that not a single gap remained between them. In this moment, Mikhail felt that everything was perfect. It was flawless and complete, without a single blemish. Yes, because of this lovely possession of his, Mikhail’s life had become complete and perfect.

* * *

After the heat cycle ended, Chaika fell severely ill. It was the aftermath of the intense sex that had continued day and night for two days. His entire body was covered in bruises shaped like handprints and bite marks to the point where his white skin was barely visible, and he suffered from severe muscle pain, exhaustion, and a heavy cold.

The physician caring for Chaika could not hide his look of disbelief as he saw the marks engraved all over the body. Mikhail also hadn’t realized that simply holding and biting him would leave this many bruises. Watching Chaika groan in pain even after taking painkillers and sleeping pills, Mikhail felt a very slight sense of regret for not controlling his strength.

Even after the two-day heat cycle ended, Mikhail stayed by Chaika’s side for another two full days before finally leaving the bedroom. Although he had left all the tedious tasks to his competent managers and deputies, there were often important matters that required Mikhail’s personal approval.

The moment he entered his office, his heart was already racing back to Chaika. Unlike usual, Mikhail tore through the documents piled on his desk at high speed. It was to finish his work as quickly as possible so he could return to Chaika. Chaika had already told him that he hated him; if Mikhail wasn’t by his side when he finally woke up from his illness, there was no telling how disappointed he would be.

Not long after Mikhail sat at his desk and began working rapidly, Ilya entered the office. As soon as Ilya made eye contact with Mikhail, he clapped his hands and even whistled.

“My goodness. To think I’d see you bedding an Omega in my lifetime!”

Speaking in a theatrical tone, Ilya’s face was one of genuine surprise and emotion.

“I heard you tormented that little thing without a moment’s rest for two whole days? The rumors have already spread throughout the entire castle.”

Ilya spoke teasingly, perching his backside on the edge of the office desk. Mikhail let out a faint snort. A sense of stability and composure emanated from him. Noticing this, Ilya looked as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

“They say every shoe has its match, and it seems a match for you actually existed in this world. Seeing what it’s turned you into.”

Ilya seemed genuinely pleased.

“Ah, now I can finally stop dealing with those tedious imperial envoys who come every few days to harass us. Since it’s come to this, just get him pregnant as soon as possible.”

Mikhail’s face hardened at the word ‘pregnant’ coming from Ilya’s mouth. However, instead of looking like he had made a slip of the tongue, Ilya observed Mikhail’s expression. For Mikhail, who had previously loathed Omegas to an extreme, simply accepting Chaika was a great leap forward. But getting an Omega pregnant was a story on a different level. An Omega and a child. That was precisely at the center of Mikhail’s Omega-phobia.

“He’s someone who drank poison since childhood, shaving away his own life just to live as a Beta. He desperately rejects the fact that Omega pheromones come from his body and rejects living as an Omega. If he were to get pregnant in that state, the mental shock would be immense. He needs time to adjust to life as an Omega.”

Ilya hummed, stroking his chin, and lowered his voice with a secretive expression.

“I heard he begs every day for the medicine, saying he wants to go back to living the life of a Beta. Even if Chaika has feelings for you, [unauthorized copy]deciding to live for the rest of his life as an Omega—something he rejected so strongly—isn’t an easy decision. So, don’t give him the leisure to think otherwise; just get him pregnant [stolen content]quickly. Once they have a child, Omegas tend to become noticeably more docile. Because in a vulnerable state of pregnancy, they need protection.”

Mikhail frowned. Ilya’s words were not wrong. Omegas, who were significantly fewer in number than Alphas, were always precious beings. However, most Omegas had to bear an Alpha’s child according to the will of their family or owner, regardless of their own thoughts. Getting an Omega pregnant was a different matter than simply having an heir or a child. A child was the most effective way to make an Omega docile and tie them to one’s side.

As much as Mikhail loathed Omegas, he loathed the act of using a child to possess and bind an Omega. But now that it was his own situation, he couldn’t help but find the idea tempting.

Chaika, who still wanted to return to being a Beta. If that boy, who said he didn’t want to live as an Omega, were to have Mikhail’s child….

If it were that gentle boy, he would undoubtedly act with the child in his womb as his top priority. While receiving care and protection by the side of Mikhail—one of the most powerful and wealthy men on the continent—he would safely give birth, and the moment he held the newborn in his arms, Chaika would leave the past behind and think only of a future with Mikhail and the child.

It was four days after the heat cycle ended that Chaika finally got out of bed. The severe cold and muscle pain had vanished, but the bruises across his body had actually deepened in color over time, leaving him mottled with marks.

While his body could be hidden by clothes, there was nothing he could do about his neck, which was exposed. Bite marks and bruises from heavy sucking filled his neck. The physician, who had stayed by Chaika’s side all day to care for him, occasionally looked at Mikhail as if he were a beast, perhaps because of those vivid bruises.

Chaika’s sleeping quarters were moved back to Mikhail’s bedroom. Mikhail got rid of the plush temporary bed he had made in front of the fireplace and laid Chaika in his own bed.

On the first night they shared the bed, Chaika tossed and turned all night, seemingly unsettled and unable to adjust. The next morning, he woke up and asked if the temporary bed he used to sleep in could be put back. Of course, Mikhail acted as if he hadn’t heard a word.

Their life returned to how it was before Chaika was discovered to be an Omega. They woke up late in the morning, ate, and went for walks or horseback riding together for exercise. When Mikhail worked in his office, he placed a chair right next to him and worked with Chaika tucked by his side. That, too, was a compromise; Mikhail had tried to work with Chaika sitting on his lap, but Chaika had desperately refused, so it changed to placing a chair next to him.

Sharing every schedule of the day with another person and falling asleep in the same bed was unfamiliar to both Mikhail and Chaika. However, they adapted surprisingly well. Mikhail refused stolen contentto let Chaika out of his [visit our site]Read on Read BL Novelsvisit our site -->sight for even a moment, and Chaika, except for things like Mikhail trying to work with him on his lap, stayed by Mikhail’s side with a glad and joyful heart.

The only problem was that Chaika’s old habits as a servant wouldn’t go away; he often felt restless, wanting to clean the furniture or the floor wherever his eyes landed. Even when other servants or maids cleaned and passed by, it seemed to look sloppy to Chaika’s eyes.

The rumor that Chaika was actually an Omega and that Mikhail was head over heels for him had already spread throughout the castle and was now an established fact. The fact that a Duke, a Dominant Alpha who loathed Omegas to death, had fallen deeply for an Omega was excellent gossip. Within a few days, the story spread to every corner of the country.

“I have brought the medicine.”

The physician held out a medicine bowl. Chaika quickly took the bowl, but his expression turned to disappointment upon looking inside. The bowl contained a small amount of Bellazie extract, barely enough for a single sip. The frequency of administration had already increased to once a week, and the amount was noticeably decreasing every time he drank it. At this rate, by next week or the week after, he would no longer be able to take the Bellazie extract.

“It’s too little. Can’t you give me a bit more?”

Chaika made a pleading face at the physician. At the request of Chaika, whose Omega pheromones had almost fully recovered, the physician cleared his throat. Omega pheromones primarily triggered a reaction in Alphas, but they also had a slight effect on Betas. Furthermore, combined with Chaika’s beautiful appearance and mysterious purple eyes, the effect was doubled.

“…I cannot.”

The physician shook his head, barely managing to brush off Chaika’s request. It was a good thing he was a Beta; if he had been an Alpha, he wouldn’t have been able to refuse.

“Who taught you to bewitch the physician with your pheromones?”

Mikhail, who had been watching Chaika’s antics while sitting with his legs crossed in a chair, spoke with a fierce smile, slightly [stolen content]revealing one of his teeth. Seeing Mikhail’s expression, the physician stepped back slightly, and Chaika looked aggrieved. His feeling of injustice was likely visit our sitegenuine. After all, Chaika had lived his whole life swallowing poison to hide his pheromones. There was no way he had the skill to subtly use his pheromones to get what he wanted.

“Drink it quickly.”

Mikhail urged him, his fierce smile still in place. Chaika let out a deep sigh as if he had no choice and swallowed the extract, which seemed to be barely one sip. Then, he held the bowl upside down and shook it, trying to drink even a single remaining drop.

“This was the last dose. You no longer need to take the Bellazie extract.”

The physician, having received the empty bowl back, finally dropped the bombshell.

“…What?!”

Chaika cried out in horror a beat late, while Mikhail, who had known in advance, chuckled with a mischievous grin.

“Then what about me!”

Chaika shouted with a very serious face.

“Lord Nile… Lord Nile said I must take it!”

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“I absolutely have to take it!”

Chaika shouted firmly, looking back and forth between the physician and Mikhail. His face looked as if he would burst into tears immediately if refused. Since the dosage had been drastically reduced and the intervals were long, they hadn’t expected such a strong reaction.

“Lord Mikhail?”

Knowing the physician had no decision-making power, Chaika sent a pleading look toward Mikhail. To think such a violent reaction would occur even after he had already gone through a heat cycle as an Omega. Mikhail gestured for the physician to leave.

Only the two of them remained in the room. Mikhail, still sitting in his chair, beckoned to Chaika. Despite his resentful gaze, Chaika stood up and approached Mikhail closely. Mikhail snatched Chaika by the waist and sat him on his lap. Chaika was still as light as a rabbit.

Mikhail lightly kissed the crown of his head, where the blonde hair had grown back quite a bit. Chaika shrugged his shoulders, perhaps because it tickled.

“I told you clearly that it doesn’t matter if you’re an Omega, a Beta, or even some other beast. Why are you so obsessed with that?”

Mikhail asked, pretending to be gentle. Chaika pressed his red lips together and lowered his head deeply. It seemed he didn’t want to say the reason.

“You must answer, Chaika.”

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Mikhail gripped the small chin and lifted it to meet his eyes. Fortunately, there were no tears in the purple eyes. However, the pupils were filled with deep contemplation and worry. No… it looked closer to the emotion of fear.

“…I….”

Chaika finally opened his tightly shut mouth. He stopped again after barely one word, but Mikhail did not urge him and waited quietly. After hesitating for a long time, Chaika finally spoke.

“I don’t want to have a child.”

“…….”

“I don’t want to get pregnant. I don’t want to give birth to a child.”

Chaika’s voice was firm. Determination was etched on his face.

Mikhail was slightly taken aback by the unexpected answer and Chaika’s resolute expression.

“…You don’t want to… give birth to a child?”

“……. Yes.”

Chaika nodded. For a moment, deep sadness and pain flashed across Chaika’s face. Mikhail did not know the reason.

“I’m so happy that Lord Mikhail continues to treat me so well even though I’m an Omega. This is the first time in my life I’ve been this happy. But I don’t want to have a child. I absolutely don’t want to.”

Chaika looked at Mikhail with eyes full of guilt and apology. Mikhail could not hastily utter any words.

It was the same for Mikhail. At least until he met Chaika, he would never have done something like having a child with an Omega. But now it was different. Now, there was Chaika.

After accepting the fact that Chaika was an Omega, Mikhail had briefly thought about a child born between him and Chaika. It would surely be a lovely child, fair and white like Chaika. If he had a child with any other Omega, he would have sent them to a remote villa in the territory to grow up without even looking at them.

But Chaika’s child would be different. A child of Mikhail and Chaika would surely be incredibly lovely. And Chaika, having given birth, would not even think of leaving Mikhail’s side, if only for the sake of the child.

“Why don’t you want to have a child? Are you afraid of the labor pains?”

Chaika shook his head silently.

“Or are you afraid that I’ll turn away from you if you have a child?”

Chaika shook his head again.

Frustration surged. No, beyond frustration, anger flared. Saying he didn’t want to have a child was essentially saying he didn’t want Mikhail’s child. It was no different from rejecting Mikhail.

“Then why?”

Mikhail could no longer exercise patience and asked with a hardened face. When there was still no answer, he gripped Chaika’s forearm, demanding a response.

“Answer. Give me an answer.”

He tried not to grip too hard, but it seemed his strength increased due to his heightened emotions. A faint look of pain appeared on Chaika’s face. He knew he should loosen his grip, but he couldn’t. Rather, he had to scrape together all his remaining patience to avoid gripping even tighter.

“Answer me, Chaika. Because I need to know.”

Looking at Mikhail with eyes mixed with sadness and guilt, Chaika finally managed to open his mouth.

“What if I have a child, and that child is an Omega?”

“…What?”

“What if the child is born an Omega? Then I’ll have to watch them be sold off when they grow up just to bear another Alpha’s children. Even if it’s not for money like Nile was, whether it’s a political marriage or a gift or [Read on Read BL Novelsclass="wm" style="opacity:0;font-size:1px;user-select:all;">Read on Read BL Novels]whatever… they’ll be sold to an Alpha they don’t even want and forced to bear that Alpha’s children. And once the Alpha gets bored of them after they’ve given birth, they’ll be sold [unauthorized copy]off somewhere else or become another political gift. And then they’ll have to bear the child of another Alpha they didn’t want at all. Over and over, and over again! Being sold around like that! Even if they want to run away, they won’t be able to bring themselves to abandon their child, so they’ll just have to endure it!”

His voice, which had started quietly, grew increasingly agitated. Chaika spoke as if spitting blood, clutching Mikhail’s clothes tightly.

“I cannot let my child live such a miserable life. If they are born an Omega, I will feed them Bellazie extract. So they can live as a Beta. So they can live an ordinary life. So they aren’t sold around like livestock… I’ll feed them poison if I have to!”

Violent anger, hatred, and resentment swirled fiercely in Chaika’s eyes. The boy, who usually shed so many tears, didn’t show a single drop now. The hand gripping Mikhail’s clothes was pale and trembling violently. Where in this petite body and small, white face had such intense emotions been hidden?

“That’s why…. I won’t have a child.”

The intense emotion slowly subsided, leaving only guilt and sadness on Chaika’s face.

“I like you, Mikhail. I like you so, so much. But Mikhail… I cannot bear your child. I won’t. I’m sorry.”

“…….”

Mikhail said nothing. He simply pulled Chaika into his arms and held him tight.

‘Even if they want to run away, they won’t be able to bring themselves to abandon their child, so they’ll just have to endure it!’

Chaika’s cry, drenched in anger, hatred, and resentment, rang loudly in his ears.

Omegas, whose numbers were significantly fewer than Alphas, were the only and most precious assets capable of continuing a lineage. Because of this, most Omegas were forced into political marriages according to their family’s needs or were frequently sold here and there for various gains. Even if they were sold, they were usually treated with great care simply to bear children, but the Omega’s own will was never reflected in the choice of their partner. Consequently, Omegas often suffered from severe depression, and those with courage would sometimes flee entirely.

To prevent such occurrences, the most common method Alphas used was the child. Most Omegas could not bring themselves to abandon the child they had given birth to and leave. Furthermore, when they were sold to another place, they could be threatened using the child as leverage, rendering them unable to resist.

‘So don’t give him room for other thoughts; just get him pregnant quickly. Once they have a child, Omegas inevitably become noticeably more obedient. Since they need protection in their vulnerable state during pregnancy.’

Mikhail was no different. It would be a lie to say he hadn’t thought of tying Chaika to his side by making him have a child after hearing Ilya’s words.

“If you do not wish for it, I will not force you to have a child.”

Mikhail promised, stroking Chaika’s hair and pressing his lips to his forehead.

“…Really?”

Chaika’s expression brightened slightly. When Mikhail nodded, a look of deep relief washed over Chaika’s face. Mikhail hugged Chaika tightly again, hiding his own expression. He knew how sensitive and perceptive Chaika was. He couldn’t let him see his face for fear that the false promise might be discovered.

Mikhail was an Alpha. Among them, he was a Dominant Alpha, in whom Alpha traits were particularly strong. An Alpha is one who never lets go of an Omega they have marked as theirs and conquers them, and the strongest instinct of an Alpha is to see offspring from that Omega.

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“Thank you, Mikhail.”

Chaika thanked him while clinging tightly to his chest. Mikhail smiled bitterly and stroked Chaika’s hair.