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Qiao Yi was once the bounty hunter at the top of the rankings, famous throughout the empire for her one-of-a-kind cross-blade technique.
The day she finally saved up fifty million and prepared to retire early and lie flat, a royal marriage contract fell out of the sky.
Qiao Yi: “I’d rather starve to death than take a single handout from the royal family!”
At their first meeting, the mysterious and low-key youngest prince of the royal family had an immaculate air about him and skin so translucent he looked almost otherworldly.
Qiao Yi: “Turns out living off someone else is great.”
Everyone approved of the match between the wealthy Alpha and the beautiful Omega.
It was just that her gentle, thoughtful, and endlessly accommodating fiancé occasionally looked at her in a way she couldn’t understand.
After their engagement, his possessiveness grew more and more intense.
Whether he was straightening his collar, putting on a necklace, or drying his hair, he loved asking her to do it for him, all while deliberately revealing the gland at the back of his neck.
Qiao Yi assumed she was imagining things.
Until that night, in the glass conservatory just one door away from the banquet hall, her usually reserved fiancé took her hand and guided it down along his brows, the corner of his lips, and his Adam’s apple, all the way to the back of his neck.
Qiao Yi panicked. “Wouldn’t it be too soon to mark you now?”
But he pressed her fingertips against his gland. There was an extremely faint cross-shaped scar there.
Qiao Yi was stunned. “That’s impossible. When did I…”
“Would you like me to help you remember?”
The cool, clean pheromones of an Omega spread through the air. His voice was low as he spoke against her ear. “It’s been one year, four months, and nine days since you left me behind.”
*
One year, four months, and nine days earlier, late at night, Qiao Yi accidentally climbed aboard a giant moth mech that had gone out of control while she was on an evacuation mission.
To regain control, she had no choice but to stab the interface at the mech’s neck twice.
Could it be…
The giant moth she’d ridden away on back then wasn’t a mech, but the cool, gentle Omega standing right in front of her????!!!!
Blunt former bounty hunter Alpha woman × Black-bellied, flirtatious insectoid Omega man
#MothsFlyToward the Light, and I Fly Toward You#
[Reading Guide]
1. Female Alpha and male Omega, with a three-year age gap; they are each other’s only partners, body and soul.
2. The scar the heroine left on the hero is not a mark in the usual sense.
3. The hero is an abandoned child of an enemy race, secretly adopted by the Empress of the Empire. His true form is a gorgeous, glittering moth with a wingspan of over thirty meters.
4. In this ABO world, insectoid beings and insectoid-inspired mechs both exist.
5. Blurb dated 2024.6.2
Theme: Be yourself, without letting others define you.