What Should I Do About My Beta's Wandering Eye?

Lu Mo was a Beta who had been around the block and never imagined he’d be the one to fall. He set his sights on Qin Shi’an, the student council president: a refined, gentle Alpha senior who kept just the right distance from everyone. Lu Mo pulled out all the stops, pursuing him with the heat of a summer sun for five whole months before Qin Shi’an finally seemed to melt and warmly accept him. Everyone thought Lu Mo had finally given up his playboy ways, but only Lu Mo knew that somewhere along the way, he’d gotten bored with the game. Qin Shi’an was too good, almost to the point of being dull. The day Lu Mo asked to break up, the sky was overcast. Qin Shi’an still smiled gently as he brushed a fallen leaf from Lu Mo’s shoulder and said, “All right.” Lu Mo breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave, but an irresistible force suddenly clamped around his wrist. He stumbled as he was dragged into an empty stairwell, his back slamming hard against the cold wall. Only then did he clearly feel the intensely oppressive Alpha pheromones he had overlooked: the crisp scent of cedar mixed with something dangerously metallic, so strong it almost seemed tangible as it closed in around him. Qin Shi’an’s fingers slowly caressed the back of his neck, where a Beta’s underdeveloped, smooth gland would be. His voice was still low and pleasant, but it sent a chill down Lu Mo’s spine. “Lu Mo, you got to decide when the game began. But when it ends… that’s up to me.” The gentle façade peeled away bit by bit, revealing the magnificent cage he had built for Lu Mo long ago. At last, Lu Mo saw clearly: the one he had provoked was never moonlight, but an obsessive abyss that had been waiting for him all along.