My Childhood Friend Insists on Marking Me

The year they underwent secondary gender differentiation during puberty, Lin You was cornered by her childhood friend, the school heartthrob. “This time, you’re not getting away.” Everyone at school knew Lin You was a defective Omega, with pheromones so faint they were practically nonexistent. Yet right in front of everyone, he bit through her gland and filled it with the rich scent of cedar. “From today on, your scent belongs to me alone.” Later, his eyes red, he asked me, “Why do your pheromones smell exactly like the person who saved me back then?”