A sunny, cheerful golden-retriever Alpha top who loves cuddles and pretending to be pitiful x a socially drained, exploited Omega bottom who still feels compassion for the weak
3S-grade Alphas can undergo atavism, and the little golden retriever turns into an actual golden retriever.
Abandoned at a cargo space station and on the verge of death, it is taken in by a "Beta" who barely has time to look after himself.
From then on, the socially drained worker has a beautiful, lively, cheerful golden retriever.
It licks his face and swishes its tail against the backs of his knees, making the suppressants he uses to pass as a Beta stop working.
It watches him struggle to hold back.
"Your pheromones tell me you like my scent."
"I don't."
"Does the little golden retriever not please its owner?"
"...I do."
"I like your pheromones. Can't I release mine?"
"Enough."
"But I still want to. Doesn't the little golden retriever smell good?"
"...It does."
The only Omega young master of the Wen family is the marriage alliance gift chosen by his entire clan.
But he resists all Alphas.
Though he disguises himself as a Beta and runs away, the Wen family keeps track of his every move.
The marriage alliance is settled, and the Wen family sends people to retrieve the Omega young master.
But they find only a huge golden retriever with fur as smooth as satin.
"Can someone steal the wife of a 3S-grade little golden retriever, too?"
The Wen family's Omega young master, who has no interest in Alphas, strokes the little golden retriever's fur and gently reassures it. "No."
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Are 3S-grades really this delicate?
Would anyone dare steal from a 3S-grade?
Theme: Love can heal the hardships of life
