The Marked Alpha Is Extremely Hard to Coax - Chapter 66

When Zhou Die woke up the next morning, his right hand was a bit numb.

 

He turned his head and saw Jiang Yunbian, with messy hair, snuggled in his arms, seemingly having a nightmare and frowning.

 

Zhou Die took a moment to recall what happened last night. He hadn’t expected himself to behave that way after drinking.

 

He gently rubbed the back of Jiang Yunbian’s head, his eyes soft with affection.

 

“Good job.”

 

“Ah!” Jiang Yunbian jolted awake, almost bumping into Zhou Die as he lifted his head.

 

Enigma furrowed his brow and moved back, not expecting the morning’s warmth to be interrupted like this.

 

Jiang Yunbian, startled awake, quickly got out of bed and grabbed his phone. Seeing the time, he immediately jumped up to wash up.

 

Jiang Yunbian came out with a disposable toothbrush in his mouth, “Zhou Die, hurry up, we’re late for roll call.”

 

Although skipping a couple of early classes had been routine in high school, military training was different.

 

If the instructor says you’ll run for an hour for being five minutes late, then you run for an hour.

 

Zhou Die lazily got up, took the toothbrush Jiang Yunbian had prepared for him, and pinched Jiang Yunbian’s waist.

 

“If we’re late, just ask for leave. Tell them I made you stay up all night because of my drunken state.”

 

Jiang Yunbian: “… Stop talking. I’ll deal with you tonight.”

 

The two quickly hailed a cab, but they were still twenty minutes late when they arrived at the base. When Jiang Yunbian finally returned to his formation, the instructor was glaring at everyone and ordering them to march in step.

 

Jiang Yunbian noted the break time and originally planned to sneak back into the line unnoticed, but he was caught the moment he appeared.

 

“Some students stayed out all night and still dare to be late this morning,” the instructor patted Jiang Yunbian on the shoulder. “Go to the reflection room. Another instructor will specifically reprimand you later.”

 

When Jiang Yunbian reached the reflection room, he realized he was the only one there.

 

Among the group that skipped class last night, he was the only one caught for not being punctual.

 

Just as Jiang Yunbian was about to take out his phone to message Zhou Die to come over, the door to the reflection room was pushed open.

 

Wen Lin stood there.

 

Jiang Yunbian’s expression quickly turned blank, and he turned his gaze to the window.

 

Wen Lin silently walked over to the chair across from him and sat down, finally speaking after a long pause, “You’re late too?”

 

Jiang Yunbian didn’t answer.

 

“You went out with Zhou Die last night?”

 

“What does that have to do with you?” Jiang Yunbian stood up expressionlessly, feeling that staying here any longer was bad luck.

 

Wen Lin’s gaze followed Jiang Yunbian, his unrelenting emotions reaching a breaking point.

 

He couldn’t accept that, after losing face in front of Zhou Die, that person had spent the entire night out with Jiang Yunbian.

 

Moreover, where did they go and what did they do last night!

 

“Jiang Yunbian, do you know Zhou Die was with an Omega last night?” Wen Lin gritted his teeth, desperately trying to provoke him. “He almost did the same thing to me as I did back then.”

 

“Didn’t you know? Wasn’t he very good at pretending?”

 

“Or did you already…”

 

Bang, the chair was thrown forward, narrowly missing Wen Lin’s ankle.

 

Jiang Yunbian’s face was expressionless, “Wen Lin, is there any point in lying like this?”

 

Jiang Yunbian tried to remain calm and not let this person affect him, but Wen Lin seemed to sense the end of their relationship and was desperate to leave a mark on his memory.

 

“Jiang Yunbian, if you forgive Zhou Die like this, are you being fair to your sister…”

 

A clean, sharp slap landed on Wen Lin’s face.

 

Jiang Yunbian sneered, “You really don’t care about your life.”

 

The pain and blood taste spread in Wen Lin’s mouth, and he briefly showed a smirk before adopting an innocent expression.

 

“Are you angry because of me?”

 

Wen Lin had said this once during that heavy rain years ago.

 

Time seemed to be instantly pulled back to the muddy past.

 

Jiang Yunbian was enraged, and then a pain surged in his neck. He frowned, roughly calculating the dates, and suddenly remembered his heat was approaching.

 

The minty smell seemed to linger in the air, gently wafting out.

 

Wen Lin almost instantly detected this, a different kind of emotion appearing in his eyes, but this chilling greed lingered on Jiang Yunbian’s neck: “Are you…”

 

“If I’m not mistaken,” Jiang Yunbian casually interrupted, “it seems like you have a crush on me?”

 

Wen Lin’s heart seemed to be gripped by a hand in that instant, and the more indifferent Jiang Yunbian’s tone, the deeper the pain he felt.

 

Why wasn’t Jiang Yunbian as furious as he had been back then?

 

“Yes,” Wen Lin forced himself to remain calm, his Alpha’s last sense of superiority sustaining him as he faced his long-hidden feelings.

 

Jiang Yunbian got his answer, his smile fading, and his eyes turning as cold as ice.

 

“That’s truly disgusting.”

 

Disgusting.

 

For the first time, Wen Lin was told that his feelings, which he had harbored for nearly six years, were described as disgusting by the person he had secretly loved.

 

He had imagined countless scenarios of confessing to Jiang Yunbian, and had received countless terrifying answers in midnight nightmares, but none had pierced his heart as rawly as today.

 

The pain was so intense that it made it hard for him to breathe.

 

This Alpha, clearly in a heat, still dared to provoke him so recklessly.

 

Almost instinctively, Wen Lin fiercely grabbed Jiang Yunbian’s hand as he was about to leave.

 

“Why am I disgusting to you?” Wen Lin’s eyes were red, like a cornered beast driven mad. “Jiang Yunbian, when I became friends with you, did I ever treat you badly? You liked singing, I taught you guitar. You wanted to study, I helped you with your homework. You wanted to achieve your dreams, I…”

 

Wen Lin’s voice suddenly died out.

 

Because Jiang Yunbian’s gaze was filled with undisguised disgust and mockery.

 

“So it turns out that me being where I am today is entirely thanks to you, Master Wen.”

 

Jiang Yunbian spoke casually, and Wen Lin felt as if his throat had been silenced by a gust of wind, his senses overwhelmed by a salty and fishy taste, leaving him numb all over.

 

“Should I be grateful to you? Thank you for threatening my first guitar teacher, for making my sister unable to attend school, and for causing me to break away from my former bandmates?”

 

Jiang Yunbian’s gaze had never been so chilling. Wen Lin hurriedly took a step back.

 

“What… what are you saying…”

 

Jiang Yunbian’s first guitar teacher was a senior two years older who, due to financial difficulties, had often sung on the streets to make money during his vocational school days. He had promised to teach Jiang Yunbian guitar, but soon after, he cut off contact and avoided him in various ways.

 

“Using your father’s connections to threaten a vocational student just because of a truancy issue—Master Wen’s methods are truly simple.” Jiang Yunbian couldn’t be bothered to argue about the past, but Wen Lin’s self-pitying remarks made him find it ridiculous.

 

In the year Jiang Yunbian was recovering and unable to interact with strangers, he had worked tirelessly to help his sister catch up, compensating for his absence.

 

After Jiang Yunbian put Wen Lin in the hospital, former band members came one by one to pick fights, accusing him of betraying his dreams and vowing never to forgive him.

 

Wen Lin wanted to throw Jiang Yunbian into an unreachable abyss and then come back to be the one who redeems him.

 

But he probably never expected Jiang Yunbian to climb out of the abyss on his own.

 

“I liked you so much!” Wen Lin’s veins bulged on his neck, his voice hoarse and desperate. “You said you hated Alphas and would never be the one to be marked. So what now? Is it because the Zhou family is more powerful than mine? Or… ah!”

 

The latter part of Wen Lin’s words was smashed back into his stomach by Jiang Yunbian.

 

Jiang Yunbian noticed his pheromones were getting out of control, but he had no mood to manage them. He kicked Wen Lin’s stomach hard.

 

Jiang Yunbian realized, only now, that Zhou Die had managed to temper his temper over the past year, otherwise, he would have already kicked his organs out by now.

 

“Wen Lin, have you always wanted to mark me?” Jiang Yunbian took a deep breath, the minty cold scent exploding in the cramped space.

 

Wen Lin had long coveted Jiang Yunbian’s pheromones, always wanting to savor that faint and delicate mint scent. But when their pheromones clashed, it was as if Jiang Yunbian had pulled him straight into hell.

 

Whether it was three years ago or now, the minty scent was like a bone-scraping knife, stabbing into Wen Lin’s flesh, sealing him tightly.

 

Jiang Yunbian’s breathing grew heavier, the heat burning through his nerves and reason, but he made others suffer more when he was unhappy.

 

Wen Lin, drenched in cold sweat, lay on the ground, clutching his stomach in pain, unable to make a sound.

 

Jiang Yunbian knelt in front of him, pressing his knee into Wen Lin’s stomach. His voice trembled slightly, yet was filled with a chilling madness: “You probably think you’re crazy for liking an Alpha, wanting to control me with your scent, marking me.”

 

Wen Lin emitted a painful whimper, like a beaten stray dog, his voice broken to the point of being unable to make a pleading sound.

 

He appeared pitiful and helpless, but inside, he secretly experienced an uncontrollable, perverted joy.

 

As if Jiang Yunbian’s words weren’t exposing his ugliness, but rather a form of reward.

 

He had once felt a hidden satisfaction from having his blood tainted by Jiang Yunbian, and this twisted psychology was being satisfied even now.

 

This was good too; if he died, Jiang Yunbian would be bound to him for life.

 

Just when Wen Lin thought Jiang Yunbian would torment him until he was satisfied, the Alpha pulled up his shirt.

 

On Jiang Yunbian’s beautifully pale abdomen, there was a bright red mark.

 

In an instant, Wen Lin’s mind went blank.

 

Jiang Yunbian licked his lips, his smile deep and dark: “Do you know what this is?”

 

“This is the mark Zhou Die gave me.”

 

Wen Lin’s pupils shattered like broken glass, all the malicious struggles he put up dissipating, his eyes wide with rage and despair.

 

Jiang Yunbian’s words were like a sharp blade stabbing into his chest, causing him unbearable pain.

 

Jiang Yunbian smiled languidly, his suppressed anger finding an outlet in Wen Lin’s raw shock and panic, satisfying the emotions that had trapped him for three years.

 

This was true, vengeful pleasure.

 

Wen Lin didn’t mind the physical pain; what could defeat him was only the shattering of his sanity.

 

“Alphas can’t mark Alphas. Do you think that since no one can have me, you and Zhou Die are on the same starting line?” Jiang Yunbian leaned ambiguously closer to him, taking in his near-collapse rage.

 

“He is Enigma, and he can have a complete, true me.”

 

“And you, will never achieve that.”

 

“Ah——” Wen Lin’s eyes turned bloodshot, desperately reaching out to grab the person in front of him, but Jiang Yunbian held his wrist tightly.

 

Even during a heat, Jiang Yunbian had absolute dominance over Wen Lin as a fellow Alpha.

 

Wen Lin had become a trapped beast, mocked and observed by Jiang Yunbian, wailing at the end of his despair.

 

“Do you think I’m in a heat?” Jiang Yunbian smiled, increasing the intensity of the pain, “Enigma can turn a compatible Alpha into an exclusive Omega.”

 

Jiang Yunbian looked like a complete lunatic, looking down on him with a near-madness smile.

 

“Wen Lin, I’m emitting pheromones for Zhou Die.”

 

As these words fell, Wen Lin gave up all struggle in that instant, his gaze hollow and despairing.

 

Jiang Yunbian had shattered all of his remaining fantasies and obsessions about the Alpha in front of him.

 

He would never be able to touch the Alpha again.

 

Jiang Yunbian’s revenge had reached its peak. He took a final breath, stood up straight, and walked away with his back straight.

 

All past entanglements would be cut off when he stepped out of that door.

 

Author’s Note: Xiao Jiang: A little crazy, feels great—

 

The end is near!!