It was was a bit cold in early autumn at M City.

Walker Quine was sitting in the dim living room. He could see the man smoking on the opposite side as long as he looked up. They had been sitting like this for two hours. The man’s face was completely hidden in the dark, and the cigarette butts on his fingertips occasionally lit up, which faintly outlined. His sharp profile from his chin to his nose.

Walker was cold all over. He felt his heart was being stabbed, but his voice was still calm. He said, "What do you think about that?"

"There is no need to think about it?" The man's voice was husky. Walker shuddered as the man’s sound passed by his ear. Now, Walker sadly found that he still could resist Clyde Winters at all, while Clyde had made a decision for this negotiation. He said clearly, "Walker, three years have passed."

The elders decided this commercial marriage. Walker and Clyde had been married for three years. They agreed at the beginning that they would break up after three years.

And Walker always thought about the promise of three years... He squeezed his numb fingertips hard and he felt like he had missed a stair.

Walker always thought that he could warm Clyde after three years.

But it turned out that Clyde was just as cold as his name, and he didn't give Walker any chance. Regardless of Clyde's strong and solid background, he himself was a top Alpha. He was free of being affected by the Omega pheromone. Otherwise, Walker's mint fragrance would not have been ignored till now, which gently filled every corner of the room. But for Clyde, it was not different from the Omega pheromone outside.

Clyde seemed to be born unfettered by emotions. His eyes were always staring at the vast sky. Walker tried his best to leave his shadow in Clyde’s eyes but in vain.

At this moment, there was the divorce agreement on the table. The property distribution was very reasonable. Clyde would not take advantage of Walker. Of course, Walker would not be given any special treatment because he was an Omega. Clyde was sensible and indifferent in everything to an almost harsh extent.

Clyde's "Three years have passed" kept echoing in Walker's mind. Clyde was urging him. He was full of anger and disgust or this failed marriage. He might happily have a drink after divorce. When Walker thought about this, he smiled bitterly. He was not a pleasing Omega. Normally, Omega had a soft body and gentle voice. But he showed up at major business occasions all day long. The rumors about him from the outside world were not pleasant. Maybe Clyde had had enough of that.

Three years have passed. Walker turned on his phone and looked at the divorce agreement with a faint light. There was no Clyde's signature on it, because Clyde had the final announcement right. He would find a suitable opportunity. Maybe it was because of the light, Clyde felt that the corners of Walker's eyes were a little red. But before he could figure it out, Walker had signed his name on it resolutely.

Clyde frowned slightly. Something cold flashed over his heart but he could not catch it. He took away the divorce agreement and said in a business like tone, "It’s happy to cooperate with you." He looked down at Walker, but he couldn't see his face clearly. Judging by the pheromone that Walker emitted in the air, he seemed a little said. But they were strangers after divorce. Clyde can't say any comforting words, "By the way, according to the property division, this house should be mine."

This was the advantage of the top Alpha. They were absolutely sensible, and absolutely cold. They would not be caught by any emotions. No matter how painful the Omega was who had broken up with them, they could still be refreshed after a sleep.

Scumbag...

Walker thought of everything that happened at that night...

Clyde was drunk, and his cedar scent was mixed with alcohol. He pushed Walker down on the bed, lowered his head to kiss Walker. Omega's saliva had a tempting sweet taste, and the fresh mint smell made him involuntarily want to ask for more. He entangled with that soft tongue slightly rudely. He placed one hand behind Walker's head and kept pressing it to bring Walker closer to him. Then he untied Walker’s shirt flexibly with the other hand and stroked the exposed skin back and forth. The smooth and delicate skin was like silk, and he couldn't get his hands off it.

Walker straightened his chest, as if he wanted to ask for more caress, and as if he wanted to step back to avoid Clyde's unstopping kisses, "Um...Clyde, you...you are drunk..." Vague moan overflowed from his mouth.

Clyde didn't respond. He just kissed down the curve of Walker's neck, and his hand which was stroking the two points on Walker’s chest went backwards and explored into the gap between his two thighs. He felt that his fingers were slippery and hot. The soft hole opened and closed slightly, and it sucked his fingertips gently as if it had consciousness itself.

"...You're so wet." Clyde couldn't help but squeeze the nice buttocks, and laughed in a low voice in Walker's ear. His lower abdomen was hard and painful.

"Are you feeling good?" The magnetic and sweet male voice sounded at Walker's ears. His eardrums were slightly itchy, and his whole body was numb as if it went through a current. The sense of emptiness from the hole became clearer and he could hardly bear it.

"Um... Clyde ...."

However, before he could finish his words, Clyde had already grabbed his waist and wnt in completely.

"Ah!"

The thick stick seemed to be directly against the most sensitive part of Walker's body, making a slippery sound of "pouch". The pleasure was so great that it swallowed all his thoughts. Walker's groan changed, as if he was experiencing something he wanted to suppress but was unable to control. The hole couldn't help twisting tighter with a little trembling, and Clyde breathed air mixed with cedar and alcohol at his ear and asked him, "Is it good?"

....

And now, he was so angry that he almost wanted to laugh because of Clyde's disrespectful attitude after they had sex.

Forget it, he thought to himself. Walker took a deep breath, stood up and said warmly, "I will pack my things tonight and leave tomorrow."

Clyde admired Walker's attitude very much. He liked to talk to smart people, so his tone eased, "Then, take care."

"Can we not get a divorce?!" Walker almost yelled out these words, but he finally replied mechanically, "Take care."

After Clyde left, Walker sat in the living room for a long time without thinking about anything. It was almost 12 o'clock when he had only recovered a little energy. He stood up supporting on the armrest of the sofa, and the darkness came in an instant. He couldn’t see clearly, but could feel a familiar dizziness, and this situation had been going on for half a month.Was it because he had lacked pheromone to soothe him for a long time?

“I’d better go to the hospital tomorrow.” Walker thought.

Omega was extremely fragile, and had to bind its destiny to his future Alpha since its differentiation. In this world, Alpha represented strength, wisdom and unparalleled superiority. A powerful Alpha was absolutely sane. They were carefully crafted works by God, especially top Alphas like Clyde. In comparison, Omega was much humbler. Although the "Omega Protection Law" of the past two years had been continuously improved, their disadvantages were genetically doomed. An Omega abandoned by Alpha would end up miserably. They only had one chance to wash off the marks on their necks once in their lives. If they encountered a scumbag a second time, then there was very little chance that this Omega would survive the age of thirty.

Pheromone was the key to contact Alpha and Omega, and Walker and Clyde had been married for three years. Except for the estrus period, he had hardly felt Clyde’s pheromone well. Fortunately, Clyde was strong enough, and a mark could make Walker comfortable for a long time.

What to do from now on? Walker looked at the somewhat deformed ceiling that was rippling with water. He was immersed in the bath. Clyde did not fully mark him, sometimes he was only temporarily marked, and the last time...

Walker suddenly sat up in the bath, then pinched his eyebrows to prevent himself from thinking about it anymore, but the man's sexy low gasp seemed to be in his ears again. Shall he wash away the marks? In fact, it wasn’t necessary. If he was not completely marked, he could wait for the pheromone on the gland to disperse and find a new Alpha, cover the marks with this new Alpha’s pheromone, and it would be gone after a long time.

But Clyde's pheromone was very overbearing, like a dense forest swept by wind and snow, full of a faint cedar smell, followed by unpredictable coldness and mystery.

Their first pheromone contact was when Clyde encountered Walker’s estrus in absolutely sober conditions. Clyde was stunned for a while, and then he walked up to Walker quickly. They were legal couples, so Clyde did not hesitate to bite Walker’s gland. Until now, Walker could hardly describe that feeling. He only felt that gene suppression was indeed powerful, he was almost instantly conquered by Clyde.

He wanted to kneel in the forest, dissolve in rosin, and then willingly be dragged into an invisible and intangible abyss.

Walker didn't had many things. He packed out two suitcases when he took a shower, but there were a pile of other small things. After all, he had been living here for three years. He finally contacted the moving company.

He almost stayed up all night, and when he woke up in a daze in the morning, his stomach had terrible acid reflux. He vomited for a long time by the toilet. He was sweating. This state lasted for a while before the doorbell rang. Walker braced himself to stand up, rinsed his mouth and changed his clothes, and when he opened the door, he frightened the people of the moving company.

Although Walker was harsh on the outside, it could also tell from his appearance that he was an Omega.

His eyebrows and eyes were extremely beautiful, and the ends of his eyes were up. If it was not for the solemnity between his eyebrows, he would easily look flirtatious. His skin was fair and his figure was slender. He was not the popular soft and cute Omega, but cooler and more dazzling. He was wearing a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses, and he looked very elegant.

Walker's face was clearly terrible. Considering the current society's care for Omega, the staff asked, "Are you all right?"

Walker politely nodded and thanked, "It's okay."

Walker and the other staff pulled things into the car. He looked at the house where he had lived for three years before leaving. Some emotions in his heart were disintegrating. He stopped in time and turned away silently.

The last fallen leaf of the phoenix tree floated to Walker's feet, and then was blown by the wind and drifted farther.

The new house was only 80 square meters, but in a community with good public security and traffic. Walker had never liked a room that was too big, because the space was empty and there was no sense of security.

After paying for the moving company, Walker took a taxi and went to the hospital directly after finishing sorting out his things. He had a stomachache in the past, but he hadn't had it for more than a year. He still went to the gastroenterology department when he arrived at the hospital. After the examination, nothing was wrong. The attending doctor was a female. She stared at Walker for a while, and then asked him to take blood. Walker didn't understand this, but he followed the doctor's advice.

Half an hour later, Walker sat in the doctor's office. Looking at the doctor’s mouth opening and closing, his face was paler than before, and his lips trembled. Then he asked in a dumb voice, "Are you...sure?"

"Yes." The doctor nodded solemnly, "Five weeks of gestation. Did you and your Alpha have sex a month ago..."

"Yes..." Walker murmured before the doctor finished speaking. He suddenly closed his eyes and repeated clearly after a moment, "Yes."

The doctor subconsciously glanced outside, "Where is your Alpha?"

This time Walker was silent for a longer period of time. The doctor understood something, and asked tentatively, "Are you in conflict?"

"No." Walker lowly, "We are divorced."

"Divorce?!" The doctor suddenly widened his eyes, "Isn't this a nonsense?! An Omega who has left Alpha’s soothing pheromone had no way to give birth to a child safely. According to the Omega Protection Law, I could give you a abortion order. This child can’t be kept!” It’s not that the doctor was exaggerating. Omega was more fragile during pregnancy than usual. When an Omega lost control of his emotions, he had to keep his Alpha by his side. When the doctor was about to sign on that sheet, he was stopped a cold hand. The doctor looked up and saw Walker shake his head, "No abortion."

The doctor did not seem to understand, "What did you say?"

In this moment, Walker had finished fighting between reason and selfish desire. He had never been a fragile Omega. He could do something Alpha could do, and could even do better. Pheromones would indeed greatly affect a pregnant Omega, but not all of them. In the past three years, Clyde had been with him for only a handful of days. He still survived.

More importantly... Walker carefully pressed his abdomen with his other hand. No matter how many times he analyzed the pros and cons, he wanted to keep this child.

Walker stared into the doctor's eyes and said, "I want to keep this child."

Walker had shown great talent since he was a child. He learned everything very quickly. This was an implicit sign of Alpha, so people in Family Quine thought he would differentiate into an Alpha. But when Walker was sixteen years old, he suddenly differentiated into an Omega. Eadmer Quine was shocked by the strong mint fragrance. How could his proud son...

Omega had no way to inherit the industry. They were severely affected by pheromones. When the estrus came, they were like beasts that discarded their dignity and personality, emotional, pessimistic, and sentimental.

Walker still couldn't forget that when he was lying on the bed in the bedroom, Eadmer just glanced lightly at him. Eadmer didn’t love Walker as he did before, his eyes full of disappointment and coldness, which nailed Walker through his head like a sharp blade.

The second year after Walker differentiated into an Omega, Eadmer had a second child.

Eadmer never knew what effect his actions had on Walker. He just wanted a qualified Alpha heir.

Walker's younger brother Alan Quine had an unusual talent. Now he was ten years old. He had been tested many times through high-end technology and it was sure that there was 90% of the probability that he would differentiate into Alpha. Eadmer loved him very much. What Walker had lost over the years had been doubled and given to Alan.

Walker hadn’t returned to Family Quine for a long time since he got married. Apart from usual work needs, Eadmer would not contact him. Walker had forgotten where his home was. He originally thought that after marrying Clyde he would start another peaceful life, but he didn’t expect that it was just self-deception. But this child was different. He belonged to Walker completely. After confirming the existence of this little life, an exceptionally wonderful and beautiful feeling suddenly rose in Walker's heart.

Whether this baby was an Alpha or Omega, he would give it the best, Walker thought.

The doctor persuaded Walker for three hours, but he was not moved. The doctor must respect the opinions of the patient. In the end, he prescribed a bunch of medicines to Walker. He was taken aback when he knew Walker had not been fully marked, and he said with a puzzled expression, "Usually temporary marks will not last for such a long time, and you also said that the last time you had sex was when he was drunk and he did not enter the genital cavity. Then I could basically conclude that your ex-husband is a tough Alpha with high-level pheromone."

Top Alphas could ignore some underlying rules. Generally, Alpha needed to enter the genital cavity to make Omega conceived, but they didn't need to.

Walker did not refute.

The doctor looked at Walker with sympathy, “I must remind you one last time. The child left by such kind of Alpha will make your life difficult. You will become a pheromone swallowing machine by then, and you will collapse at any time if you cannot be relieved."

Walker calmly said, "I can use inhibitors."

The doctor was angry and amused. Inhibitors used for pregnant Omegas could relieve their craving for pheromones to a certain extent, but the effect was very small. At the beginning, some Omegas firmly stated that they would give birth to the child, but they came back three months later because the pain of torture drove them crazy and they wanted an abortion. They would not regret it until they were defeated completely.

Walker got home in the evening. He put the medicine on the bedside table and planned to clean up the living room. At this moment, he didn't want to get tired of himself. Instead, he cooked a bowl of noodles. He usually ate instant noodles at home by himself. But it's different now.

When Walker was cooking the noodles, he finally smiled. It was the first smile he had in the past few months. It meant that it was shining after the rain.

Walker was looking for information about how to be a novice dad while eating noodles. He searched on the Internet about what pregnant Omegas should pay attention to. When he saw some fun sharing, he could smile. In short, his dry life was finally brought to energy because of this new life.

…

Clyde got into the car after he got off work. The driver was Ian Chin. He was a Beta. He had been working for Clyde for five years. When the boss closed his eyes, he asked softly, "Mr. Winters, where are you going?"

"Starry Villa." After speaking, Clyde frowned. He seemed to have given a wrong answer, but didn't correct it.

The car drove all the way to Starry Villa. When Clyde got off the car, he saw the dark living room. He opened the door and most of the mint scent in the air diffused. If it was usual, Walker would be dressed in home clothes and quickly stepped forward to get him slippers, and then said gently, "Welcome home."

Clyde felt very uncomfortable, but he couldn't figure out where the discomfort came from. He just stubbornly opened the door of the master bedroom and opened the closet. Everything about Walker was gone. He was a consciously cautious person. After they divorced, Walker would not entangle with him.

Very well, Clyde sat on the bed, his face as cold as frost condensed, staring at the empty closet.

Clyde asked the assistant to hire a diligent nanny the next day.

After a banquet was over, he drank more or less. Clyde returned home with the gas of alcohol. The nanny was named Green. Mrs. Green quickly cooked a bowl of pears hangover soup. Clyde sat on the sofa and squinted his eyes. And then took a sip. His breath was always calm, but his face changed a little when he tasted it. The temperature around him dropped sharply, a bit chilly. Mrs. Green probably felt it, and asked a little nervously, "…Not good?"

"No." Clyde said in a deep voice, then picked up his jacket and stood up. He didn't drink the rest. "It's because I had no appetite. Rest earlier."

In the past, Walker also liked to cook pear hangover soup. As long as Clyde was not home after nine o'clock, he would surely simmer in the kitchen, and Clyde could smell the sweet aroma as soon as he entered the door.

Clyde didn't know what was wrong with him. The emotions that were currently emerging in his heart were almost like waste produced by his delicate brain.

Clyde took off his clothes and went into the bathroom. Ice flowers spread all the way along the wall. The powerful pheromone enveloped the room, showing that the owner was in a bad mood at the moment.

The well-proportioned and straight body was exposed in the air, and water droplets traversed the clearly contoured chest muscles, meandered through the distinct abdominal muscles, and flowed down the strong legs. Clyde swept his wet hair back, revealing his full forehead, and another lock of disobedient wet hair was hanging on his forehead. He frowned, and his handsome face covered with water were emitting an icy cedar smell.

The shadows of some people seem to be unable to be washed away no matter how fast the current was.

After half a month passed, Walker’s morning sickness reaction became more and more serious. It used to be only in the morning, but the fishy smell also made him nauseous in the last week. However, he could not immediately push off the work on his hands, and there was still a dinner in the evening to attend. It was about a new project of Quine Group, which Eadmer attached great importance to. After making four or five calls in two days, he did not ask Walker how he was doing.

He was already used to it. Walker stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in a suit and leather shoes, and finally tidied up his tie. He couldn’t be discovered to have been pregnant because the baby was only two-month old. After this period of time, he would return everything to Eadmer, and then left M City.

The location was in a newly opened Chinese restaurant. The decoration was simple and heavy. The mahogany-decorated facade was extraordinarily atmospheric. Walker met an acquaintance as soon as he got out of the car.