I'm a Low-Grade Omega

I am a defective omega with no scent, and I can't be marked unless an alpha has a 100% match with me.

But that's about as likely as finding a needle in a haystack, so it can be disregarded.

Luckily, although my body is defective, I have a good head on my shoulders. That helped me land a well-paying job as a tutor for Xi Changfeng's beloved younger brother.

The Xi family is one of the most powerful in the Alliance. As its head, Xi Changfeng is an S-rank alpha with an overpowering pheromone scent and a face handsome enough for the stars. His moods are impossible to predict, and he seems to hate me.

He got rid of my part-time job elsewhere and had me move into the Xi family estate.

At the underground shooting range,

"Beat me, and I'll double your salary," Xi Changfeng said without even blinking, gun in hand.

Even though I knew I had little chance of winning at target practice, I nodded and agreed to the match.

But Xi Changfeng lost to me with casual ease. "Congratulations. You win."

After that, my job became stranger and stranger. I was no longer tutoring Xi Changfeng's younger brother. Instead, Xi Changfeng took me along to all sorts of events, where he had me pour his drinks, light his cigarettes, and even personally inject him with suppressants.

When Xi Changfeng found out I was secretly conducting certain experiments, he not only didn't stop me, but supported me. So I didn't dislike him quite as much.

Everyone thought I was an omega kept by Xi Changfeng. And since he liked making all kinds of inappropriate advances toward me, I grew more and more flustered.

*

That day, someone with ulterior motives drugged Xi Changfeng, sending him into heat. No one dared go near him, so I decided to take the opportunity to come clean.

The alpha's pheromones flooded the air. My body instinctively shrank back as I slowly approached him. "I'm a defective omega, and I can't be fully marked. If you don't mind, you can use me to get through your heat."

As soon as the words left my mouth, Xi Changfeng dragged me into a room. He pinned me down hard on the bed, pierced my gland, and left me in so much pain I couldn't make a sound. Tears streamed down my face like beads from a broken string.

Xi Changfeng let go of my gland and wiped away my unstoppable tears, then bit down hard again... I don't know how I passed out.

Soon, I was running a high fever and my heat cycle was out of control. Xi Changfeng set a report down in front of me. It clearly stated that I had been fully marked.

Panicking, I went to look for all my previous test reports to prove I hadn't lied. I had barely taken two steps when Xi Changfeng pulled me back. As I stood there dazed, one possibility came to mind: a 100% match.

Xi Changfeng held my chin, as if admiring prey that belonged to him. "Why are you panicking? Haven't I always been able to smell your pheromones?"

--- Upcoming Novel ---

Flirtatious beauty vs. devoted puppy

Leng Lin had finished two years of traveling around the world and was finally able to return to campus.

If the highest form of beauty is being impossible to tell apart from either gender, Leng Lin was the perfect example. His striking long white hair added an ethereal quality, and he caused quite a stir on his very first day back at school.

*

"We don't even know if he likes men or women," someone murmured.

Leng Lin was used to comments like that. Not only was he not offended, he replied politely, "I'm poor, so I only like people with money."

The speaker hadn't meant anything by it, but Cheng Qian, who happened to be passing by, took the words to heart.

*

The moment Cheng Qian saw Leng Lin, only four words came to mind: a celestial beauty come down to earth.

Did he like rich people?

Cheng Qian had already resigned himself to admiring him from afar, but it seemed there might still be a chance. Money was the one thing he had plenty of.

So he asked someone to get Leng Lin's contact information, and every morning, the first thing he did after opening his eyes was send him money.

But Leng Lin never accepted it.

*

Cheng: "Is the amount I'm sending not enough?"

"Could you give me your account number?"

Leng: "Why are you sending me money?"

Cheng: "I remember you said you like people with money."

Leng: "Are you trying to make me like you?"

*

Leng Lin was sprawled on the sofa at home, playing with a white snake in his hands. He couldn't help smiling as he read the messages on his phone.

He arranged to meet Cheng Qian. Though Cheng Qian was the generous sugar daddy who sent money with a wave of his hand over the phone, right now he was twisting his fingers nervously, his ears red.

"Are you trying to make me like you?" Leng Lin smiled faintly, and Cheng Qian's ears turned even redder.

Cheng Qian spoke carefully. "I have... a lot of money."

"All right. From now on, you're my boyfriend." Leng Lin nodded.

"Huh?" Cheng Qian froze for a moment, then hurriedly pulled a card out of his bag and held it out to Leng Lin. "Here, take this. Could you move out of the dorms and live with... me?"

"My house is really big..."

At that, Leng Lin covered the corner of his mouth with one hand, barely holding back a laugh. "Okay."

After a life spent with only snakes for company, things had suddenly gotten a lot more interesting. Teasing the kid was such fun.

*

Their relationship was heating up, and Leng Lin realized he really was starting to like the kid.

One day, Cheng Qian asked if Leng Lin wanted to go out for dinner that evening. Normally, Leng Lin would have agreed, but he had an important banquet to attend that night.

So Leng Lin gave him a flirtatious look and coaxed him. "I have some things to take care of tonight. Be good and wait for me at home."

Cheng Qian thought it over for a moment, then obediently nodded.

At the birthday banquet for Qi Shao, the eldest son of Jiangcheng's richest man, Leng Lin had just gone over to greet him when he saw Cheng Qian, who was supposed to be waiting at home, standing right in front of him. Cheng Qian even called out, "Brother."

Qi Shao smiled and introduced him to Leng Lin. "This is my younger brother."

Then he turned to Cheng Qian. "This is the current head of the Jiangcheng auction house."

Leng Lin had heard that Qi Shao had a beloved younger brother with a different surname, who was kept very well protected. But what were the odds it would be him...?

The auction house had connections in both the underworld and the legitimate world. How could Leng Lin possibly be short on money? Cheng Qian looked at him with a dark expression.

*

At home that night,

For once, Cheng Qian didn't speak first. Leng Lin knew he was angry, so he went over and wrapped his arms around that solid waist, pressing close to Cheng Qian's ear. "Don't be mad. Want me to teach you how to fuck me?"

Core message: Hold on to hope and embrace new beginnings.