78 – Cypress Mosaic

“The ​car ​suddenly ​stopped ​working.”

A strained voice ​spun ​lies ​to ​the ​person on the other ​end ​of the phone.

“I’m ​not sure if ​there’s ​an ​issue ​with ​the ​drivetrain, but it ​just ​came ​to a halt ​while I was driving. ​You’ll need ​to bring ​a tow ​truck. No, ​I ​haven’t ​come very far ​from the ​villa.”

Lorenz looked around to ​give the secretary team ​in Manhattan a rough ​idea of ​his ​current location. However, his gaze stopped ​on Elian, who was ​sitting ​in ​the ​passenger ​seat.

He was still ​in agony. ​He ​was sobbing, rubbing ​his ​face against the cold window. ​The intensity ​was ​increasing. Watching him, ​Lorenz ​felt ​his ​throat ​go dry. ​His ​constant biting ​of his lip betrayed his anxiety. He ​had to do ​something… quickly, somehow.

His ​parched red lips added ​another request.

“And ​one more thing. ​Pick ​up Dr. Carver ​on your way. ​I’ll contact ​him ​myself.”

“Are you ​feeling ​unwell, Read on Read BL Novelssir?” ​the ​voice [unauthorized copy]on ​the ​phone ​asked immediately, sounding ​tense.

“That’s ​not it. ​I’m ​fine… ​just ​send Dr. Carver and the tow truck quickly. Hurry.”

Once Dr. Carver arrived, he would administer an intravenous suppressant to Elian. Elian’s current Heat was at a level that could not be calmed by the oral suppressants available on the market. The tow truck would haul away the Rolls-Royce carrying Elian, and Lorenz could take the secretary team’s car. By the time they reached Manhattan, Elian’s Heat should have subsided.

It seemed like a perfect plan.

He intended to ensure that no one could get close to Elian Bellotti. No one should see him while he was consumed by Heat.

The problem remained that he himself had entered Rut, but the arousal wasn’t that intense yet. He would be able to hold out until Dr. Carver arrived. Ah… he should have brought the suppressants from the Boston bag…

“If you drive straight up Broadway, you’ll find my car. Go a little further past Mercy University.”

The reply came back that it would take at least an hour, no matter how much they hurried. Lorenz ran his fingers through his groomed hair, repeating the words in his mind. Even if he sent Dr. Carver ahead, it would take over 40 minutes.

“One hour… one hour…”

A desperate voice settled gloomily over the dark road.

An Omega and an Alpha who have entered Heat and Rut must release their own Pheromones and simultaneously absorb enough of the opposite gender’s Pheromones within a short window of time. In other words, a Pheromone Exchange must occur. This is to stabilize the overactive nervous and endocrine systems. Having sexual intercourse with a partner of the opposite second gender is ultimately for the same reason. Sex is the most efficient and fastest way to absorb the opposite gender’s Pheromones.

If it were a typical Heat, he might be able to endure an hour.

But it was a different story for a powerful Heat exceeding PRL 250. If he couldn’t be administered suppressants or absorb an Alpha’s Pheromones for an hour in that state…

Lorenz scanned the area repeatedly. There was no suitable place nearby for a helicopter to land. No good ideas came to mind. Beyond anxiety, he was on the verge of feeling rage toward himself.

The wind kept messing up his hair. His long fingers brushed it back irritably.

“Send Dr. Carver first. If he’s in an ambulance… somehow… shorten it by even ten minutes…”

Lorenz’s urgent voice trailed off. Then, at one point, it stopped completely.

His eyes were fixed on Elian.

Unable to bear the fever of the Heat, Elian had his [stolen content]shoulders hunched tight, thrusting his hand deep between [stolen content]his legs. He writhed his body like someone driven to the brink by an urgent need to urinate.

“……”

He was undoubtedly rubbing his manhood against his own wrist.

Elian Bellotti.

That proud elite.

Because his head was hung low, his golden hair spilled downward, and his exposed ears and nape were dyed completely red. It was due to the shame created by the sliver of reason that still remained.

A Heat exceeding PRL 250. The value might have risen even higher by now. No Omega can resist a Heat of that magnitude. The same goes for Alphas. It was a miracle he wasn’t taking his manhood out to rub it directly. Right now, not only his underwear, but his pants and the seat must be soaking wet.

“……”

Lorenz’s already stimulated manhood twitched inside his trousers.

He traced his own lips with his fingertips.

The flesh that had touched Elian Bellotti’s lips was radiating heat.

The spark and tremor that erupted the moment they kissed were of a kind he had never tasted before.

The absolute command of instinct did not miss the opening.

Make him open the door. Go inside.

What that Omega wants isn’t isolation.

His instinct is craving your Pheromones with all its might.

Aren’t you curious?

How ecstatic it would be to have relations with an Omega in Heat. No, more than that…

Elian Bellotti. His Pheromones, his voice, his lips and skin, his warmth, his…

Lorenz slowly parted his lips. The anxiety vanished from his eyes. Instead, they cooled, the green hue becoming clearer than ever. Keeping his gaze fixed on Elian, he modified the order to the person on the phone.

“No, that won’t be necessary.”

A puzzled question came back.

“I think I was mistaken.”

His husky, low voice didn’t even need to try and feign composure.

“It’s working normally now. There’s no need to come. Goodbye.”

The secretary team seemed bewildered, but Lorenz had no obligation to explain the situation in detail. As soon as he ended the call, he immediately dialed another number.

“It’s me.”

His tall, long legs slowly approached the passenger seat.

“I felt it would be a waste to just go back like this. Since I’m here for the first time in a while, I’m planning to stay a day at the cabin. Is it ready?”

A welcoming response came, saying it was prepared for him to come and rest at any time.

A pale, large hand touched the passenger window. As if stroking the golden hair rubbing against the glass from the other side, the hand swept over the glass several times.

“I want to clear my head in peace. I’ll go straight to the cabin to rest without stopping by the villa. No, if I need anything, I’ll contact you, so don’t let anyone in. Yes, then.”

Step, step.

His determined steps approached the driver’s side without hesitation. He stopped in front of the door and leaned toward the interior. Knock, knock. He tapped the window to get Elian’s attention.

“Open the door.”

Elian, who had been trembling in shame while curled up, lifted his head sluggishly. He probably wouldn’t like it himself, but his face, swallowed by Heat, was enough to stimulate lust.

Lorenz tapped the window once more.

“I’ve changed my mind. Open the door.”

Elian didn’t seem to understand what he meant. His brain was likely melting away along with his reason.

Lorenz repeated the command to open the door. Only then did Elian struggle to unlock it with trembling hands.

The moment the door opened, Lorenz’s knees almost buckled.

This was the power of an Omega’s Pheromones.

Something that could turn an Alpha into nothing more than a piece of meat dragged along by instinct.

He had to shake his head several times to hold onto the minimum amount of sanity. Only then did he climb into the driver’s seat.

Elian’s eyes were wet with tears shed physiologically from surprise and fear. Lorenz wanted to cup his cheeks and lick away the tears to comfort him right now. However, it was obvious that if he touched him even slightly, he wouldn’t be able to stop there. Neither of them would be able to leave the car until the Heat and Rut were resolved.

Elian, with his hand still thrust between his legs, continued [stolen content]to fidget. Lorenz could guess [stolen content]what that uncomfortable and awkward movement was for. He must be ashamed of the love juice that had soaked [unauthorized copy]the seat. It was surprising that he still possessed that much reason.

Lorenz unwrapped the muffler he had placed around Elian’s neck. Now that he knew Elian wasn’t cold, it was nothing more than a piece of cloth no longer needed around his neck. He tried to slide it under Elian’s buttocks.

“Sit on this.”

“But… it’ll get dirty.”

Lorenz couldn’t believe Elian was making such calculations even while his voice was trembling.

“What does that matter in this situation? There’s nothing to be ashamed of. We can just throw it away.”

Only then did Elian hesitantly lift his body, reluctantly allowing the muffler to slide underneath.

He felt like he might suffocate from the scent blooming from the love juice. It was a miracle he hadn’t lunged forward to bite him immediately.

Lorenz’s Rut was also rapidly increasing in intensity. He searched for the Alpha suppressants in the Boston bag and dumped several pills into his mouth at once. He gripped the steering wheel, chewing and swallowing them without water.

“We’re going back to the villa.”