Discovered

Weisheng Tou gently closed his eyes and softly pressed his lips to Mo Lu's.

They felt soft, like blades of grass drenched on a rainy night.

It was impossible to get enough.

At last, Weisheng Tou could not resist gently biting Mo Lu's lip, then lightly licking and sucking...

In the darkness, the air around them seemed to grow still.

Mo Lu opened his eyes in confusion and looked at Weisheng Tou, mere inches away.

Even he could not quite comprehend what was happening.

Weisheng Tou was in his room, kissing him.

Mo Lu could even make out Weisheng Tou's thick eyelashes.

Mo Lu's eyes widened, his breath trembling with either shock or anger-he could not tell which.

He bit down hard on Weisheng Tou's lip, and the taste of blood swiftly spread between their lips and tongues.

Weisheng Tou drew slightly away from Mo Lu's lips, his eyelashes fluttering.

Mo Lu immediately sat up, and a low chant that sent shivers through the body instantly filled the room:

"Gods who defy shall perish; ghosts who resist shall fall."

"Where this command reaches, none shall dare disobey."

In an instant, Weisheng Tou felt as though his entire body had slipped out of his control. Even his breathing seemed suppressed.

Mo Lu took a deep breath, his green eyes gleaming cold and sharp in the darkness.

He said slowly:

"Weisheng Tou, get out."

Weisheng Tou slowly straightened, his gaze dark as he looked at Mo Lu.

His lip still stung. He licked his lips, then turned and left the room a moment later.

Mo Lu watched Weisheng Tou's retreating back. Though his expression was cold, his heart was racing.

His fingers clenched the bedsheet tightly, and the heat in his face would not fade.

His lips were still trembling slightly.

When he closed his eyes, he seemed to feel Weisheng Tou's gentle bite on his lips again, along with his tender sucking.

Damn Weisheng Tou!

Mo Lu's brows knitted tightly.

The sensation rising within him was something he had never experienced in his twenty-three years, and even his waist seemed to go weak.

The familiar scent of Rose Liquor stirred delicate ripples...

Why did I have to differentiate into an Omega?

Why couldn't I suppress my body's instincts? Why did I have to react to Weisheng Tou?

Mo Lu bit his lip hard.

He knew perfectly well that he could only be an Alpha, yet when Weisheng Tou, whose compatibility with him was so high, drew close, he did not want to push him away at all. Deep down, he even craved more.

The feeling of being enveloped in liquor was simply too intoxicating.

Mo Lu sat dazed on the bed, oblivious to the pheromones unconsciously spilling from him, carrying arousal he could not conceal.

Outside the room, Weisheng Tou leaned beside Mo Lu's door and let out a long breath.

The effects of Mo Lu's Curse Technique had vanished completely the moment he left the room. Weisheng Tou closed his eyes slightly in helpless resignation.

The moment he had bitten down, he had known Mo Lu would wake.

But...

He did not regret it.

Weisheng Tou turned his head to look at the tightly shut door.

He liked Mo Lu.

He wanted Mo Lu to know. He wanted Mo Lu to like him, too.

He could be very, very good for Mo Lu, so in return for how good he was, Mo Lu had to like him.

Otherwise, he might truly be unable to control his impulses.

He would want to lock Mo Lu up, blindfold those green-agate eyes, and watch him tremble under the influence of his pheromones until he could no longer muster his power.

Merely imagining that scene made every cell in Weisheng Tou's body tremble and clamor with excitement.

Mo Lu, Mo Lu, Mo Lu...

Weisheng Tou tipped his head back slightly.

Sweat from holding himself back slid down over his Adam's apple.

Cold threads of rain brushed against him on the wind, easing his burning heat a little.

Weisheng Tou remained still for a while, but suddenly caught a crisp scent of white tea.

Weisheng Tou abruptly turned toward Mo Lu's room.

Fuck.

This time, I really am about to lose my mind...

Weisheng Tou pressed a hand to his forehead, feeling the inexplicable agitation within him as his breathing grew ever more rapid-

This was the first time he had entered a rut while fully conscious.