Just before the man reached for him, the boy switched the stun baton to its highest setting and, gritting his teeth, pressed it against his forehead.
The man convulsed uncontrollably, his raised arm knocking the stun baton away.
He lay twitching on the floor with his eyes half-open, the oppressive pressure in the air easing considerably.
The boy fled through the door in a panic, his hands trembling involuntarily.
How could this happen? A secondary differentiation into an Omega? Now?!
An enraged roar came from behind him, while the floor numbers on the elevator display straight ahead kept climbing.
His heart pounded violently, but his mind was surprisingly clear.
An Omega couldn't release pheromones in public!
If an Omega released pheromones in public and induced an Alpha to successfully mark him, that mark couldn't be removed!
He quickly scanned his surroundings and darted into the emergency stairwell on the left, locking the door with trembling hands.
Song Yunxing pressed himself against the door and held his breath.
A moment later, several sets of hurried footsteps passed by, going straight past the emergency stairwell.
He gripped the railing and let out great, scorching breaths.
In the enclosed space, the fragrance of camellias was especially intense.
The hotel had two emergency stairwells. This one looked older, with dust covering the railings and a door only every few floors.
It wasn't safe here. He had to lock all the doors.
Gritting his teeth, he forced his weak legs to support him and descended floor by floor, locking each door.
His body grew hotter and hotter. Trapped inside the enclosed stairwell of the high-rise, the ripe camellia fragrance couldn't disperse, intensifying the effects of his heat.
The back of his shirt was soaked through, along with a large patch of his vest.
"Ah..." Tears