Did I Tell You to Bite?

Bian He stopped walking and looked at the view outside the door.

His voice was so soft, as though a gust of wind could blow it away.

"Wasn't it only a matter of time before I was abandoned?"

"You never intended to keep me in the first place. Sooner or later, you would throw me away without needing any reason. While I had let down my guard and fallen asleep, you would leave me alone on the road..."

"Even so, I still liked you very much. I wanted to be close to you, even if it meant becoming a lowly bedmate."

"But I hate myself like this. I hate being afraid and worried all the time, terrified that I might accidentally anger you and you would suddenly abandon me again."

"You would throw me away like trash. When I opened my eyes, I would be somewhere unfamiliar again, surrounded by unfamiliar scents, never seeing you again... Since the result would be the same sooner or later, I might as well leave on my own."

Puppy was throwing a tantrum.

Wan Ying lowered his eyes, his gaze utterly still.

"I'm sorry. I wrapped the wounds on my body in gauze only because I didn't want you to see this filthy, ugly body of mine. I was even more afraid of getting blood on your clothes. I'm insignificant. I'm worth less than anything..."

"Thank you for saving me so many times. You won't need to trouble yourself anymore. I won't appear before you again, much less be an eyesore."

Puppy looked pitiful as he bared his heart.

Standing at the door, Wan Ying grabbed his face. "If you won't let me save you, who do you want to save you?"

An abandoned Puppy would only become more insecure.

Any trivial matter could send Puppy spiraling into panic.

Ultimately, it was because of what he had done.

Fine.

There was nothing wrong with humoring him once in a while.

"Whose mouth is this good at talking?"

Wan Ying looked at him, then lowered his head and kissed Bian He beneath those innocent eyes.

"Mas—mm..."

Bian He was more obedient and softer like this.

Avoiding his wounds, Wan Ying wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him into his embrace.

He smelled wonderful.

The floral scent on him was pleasant.

It was just that he was taller, so Wan Ying had to press Puppy's head down to complete the kiss.

When the kiss ended.

Wan Ying deliberately licked his lips. "Don't let your imagination run wild next time. I won't abandon you again."

How could someone's lips be as soft and springy as jelly?

Oh, no. Puppy lips.

Bian He's face turned slightly red. "You have to keep your word. If you lie to me, I'll bite you."

The puffed-up threat carried no intimidation at all.

So fierce.

Wan Ying pinched his cheek. "How could one bite be enough? If I lie to you, I'll let you bite me all over."

"Bian He, I like your original eyes. Can you show them to me?"

How could there be someone so beautiful?

Thankfully, he had picked him up again. If someone else got to him...

"How... how did you know? Don't you think it's strange...?"

No one liked strange eye colors.

He would be treated as an outcast and captured.

He had worked so hard to learn how to alter his eye color with pheromones.

"What's strange about it? Look at my eyes. They aren't black either. But I prefer your pale blue eyes."

The corners of Bian He's brows lifted slightly, and the joy in his eyes could not be hidden.

He blinked, and a pair of pale blue pupils appeared.

He obediently called out, "..."

Wan Ying drew in a light breath and took his hand back to the living room.

He pressed him onto the sofa, took the first-aid kit from beneath the coffee table, removed his clothes, and unwrapped the gauze.

His slender body was clean and neat, yet it bore several wounds.

They must have been injuries from suppressing an Alpha.

"Does it hurt?"

Wan Ying crouched halfway in the gap before the sofa and looked up at Puppy.

As far as he knew, Omegas always seemed more delicate.

He should be very afraid of pain.

Bian He gently shook his head. "It doesn't hurt. I've had wounds much worse than this before. To capture me and take me back, they cut open my skin with knives until the bone showed. I never said it hurt."

"Don't worry, I can endure a lot. I can take a beating too."

He bragged proudly, not thinking of it as a miserable past at all.

It was as though he were saying that he was impressive, that he was worth keeping, and that he would not cause trouble.

How could someone be this stupid? So stupid it made one feel sorry for him.

There was no such thing as a human who did not fear pain.

Whether Omega or Alpha.

It was not that it did not hurt. They simply were not allowed to say it hurt.

Wan Ying put away his thoughts.

For no reason, a faint ache took root in his heart.

So pitiful.

As his master, he should be more patient and treat him well.

Wan Ying tossed the cotton swab into the trash and picked up his coat, carefully slipping it over him.

"Bian He, from now on, you can say when it hurts. I won't abandon you again. As long as you are absolutely loyal to me and do not betray me, I will keep you until the moment I die."

Wan Ying rubbed his head and made his promise.

So be it. He had not planned to abandon him anyway.

Bian He shook his head, and the little stray lock atop his head looked adorable.

His pale blue eyes were beautiful, like clear, translucent crystals.

Wan Ying stroked his collarbone. "Bian He, be mine... Don't wag your tail at anyone else again. If I find out, I'll cut out your tongue."

As he spoke, thick mint-scented pheromones surged toward Bian He.

Faced with danger, his instincts emerged, and his floral pheromones fought back.

Bian He lowered his head and lightly tapped the tabletop with his fingertips, drawing back the concentration of his pheromones.

He raised a hand to touch his master's brow bone, breathing heavily as he was enveloped in pheromones.

A near-satisfied sigh fell into Wan Ying's ears.

"I, Bian He, will only be the servant of Wan Ying. No one else is qualified to command me."

He did not soften his voice, and it carried a hint of cool seduction.

His fangs emerged, and he bit down on his master's earlobe.

Wan Ying was startled for a moment. Bracing himself against the sofa, he tilted his head away before Bian He could push his luck any further.

He smiled and warned, "You little mutt, did I tell you to bite?"

Denied the comfort he wanted, Bian He furrowed his brows. "I'm hungry."

He tried his best to ignore the hunger.

But he could not control it.

Wan Ying stood up and tossed the cotton swab into the trash.

His thin lips parted, his voice cold and clear. "Hungry? Then stay hungry. You won't die."

His fingertips brushed over his bitten ear, and a flash of pleasure crossed his eyes.

No one had ever stirred such intense interest in him.

Bian He.

He had made him break his own rules.

Bian He propped his chin on his hand and wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction. "You're so cruel. You keep me but won't feed me. If I stay hungry too long, I'll turn into a vicious dog. What if I bite my master back when he isn't paying attention?"

The moment he looked up, a cool sensation touched his forehead.

Bian He flinched and showed his displeasure.

The cool touch did not disappear.

"If I get bitten, that means I'm incompetent."

Wan Ying bent closer. With a flick of his finger, the silver tip of a pen lifted Puppy's chin. "Bian He, rein in that look in your eyes."

He walked to the door and glanced back at the living room.

So obedient, his XG.