The room was dimly lit, a soft, warm glow spilling from the chandelier.
The scent of camellias filled the room, growing stronger the farther he walked.
An Omega who had been temporarily marked would not release large amounts of pheromones for a short time, and would be immune to aphrodisiac effects.
Their pheromones would only emerge when they were feverish or desperately needed an Alpha to soothe them.
The man walked through the entryway corridor and the living room.
Through the half-open master bedroom door, a small mound was visible on the large bed.
He instinctively softened his footsteps as he approached Song Yunxing.
The young man was covered with a blanket, his face still slightly damp. Meng Ruo must have wiped away his sweat.
Shen Yanci sat in the chair beside him and felt his forehead. It was still a little hot.
The fever had left an unnatural flush on the young man's pale cheeks. Even asleep, his brows remained tightly knitted, his expression uneasy.
Shen Yanci raised a hand and peeled the gland patch off the back of his neck.
A moment later, a faint scent of liquor rose into the air, gradually spreading through the room.
The young man on the sofa seemed to relax his brows considerably, his sleep growing more peaceful.
The man's gaze lingered on his face, his expression unreadable.
The young man had no shortage of people who could take care of him, while all Shen Yanci could offer Song Yunxing was his pheromones.
Soon, even the temporary mark would fade completely, and Song Yunxing would no longer need his pheromones.
Shen Muhan's voice echoed in his mind at an unwelcome moment. "His first love is back. What advantage do you have left...?"
His lashes stirred, and he gently stroked the young man's