Almila
After passing through the wide, long corridors under the gaze of that woman and many servants, I stepped out into the backyard. The house was so big that it took me a long time just to get here, and Atia, whom I kept trying to call, still wasn't answering her phone.
It was certain that it would be difficult to find her in such a large place, but the fact that she's not answering her phone was starting to worry me.
After glancing around the spacious, lush garden filled with trees, I saw the large pool a few meters ahead. There were two people at the corner of the pool, but I couldn't make out their faces because they had their backs turned.
One of them took her phone out of her pocket and held it to her ear. Meanwhile, my phone started ringing. I saw the name Atia on the screen, then I realized she was that person by the pool.
Smiling with the joy of finding her, I hung up the phone and parted my lips to call out to her. But I saw the blond man in front of Atia grab her firmly by the shoulders and pull her toward him, so I quickly started moving toward them.
"...What's an omega doing here? This sweet smell…"
The blond man squeezed Atia's shoulders tightly, causing her to squirm. But ignoring her squirming, he buried his head in Atia's neck.
Within seconds, I reached them and pushed the man by the shoulder. The man must not have expected such force, as he stumbled back a couple of steps.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, I grabbed Atia by the arm and pulled her behind me.
"Are you okay? He didn't hurt you, did he?"
Atia shook her head negatively, fear and anxiety evident on her face. She seemed to be trying to make sense of the situation she was in.
I held one of her hands tightly. She seemed to need it. She immediately placed her other hand on top of our joined hands.
"What do you think you're doing, and who are you?" I said, turning to the man.
He continued to take deep breaths without lifting his bowed head. It didn't take me long to notice that his pheromones had become quite intense.
He wasn't doing anything to stop them from spreading. Like crimson pomegranates split in two, a sour yet sweet scent filled my nose.
The edges of my tongue went numb, and my eyes began to burn. It had been a long time since I'd smelled pheromones carrying such an intense level of lust.
Releasing his pheromones like that in the middle of nowhere showed just how shameless he was. As the scent gradually increased, I began to fear he might be an alpha in rut.
We couldn't handle a male alpha in rut, especially a tall, burly man like him…
I had to come up with a plan to get rid of him somehow. But when I looked around, I couldn't see anyone, and nothing came to mind.
"Why is there an omega here? Take this woman away!" He suddenly spoke so loudly, and Atia behind me trembled. I took a couple of steps back and examined the man.
He brought one hand to his forehead and began rubbing it. His eyes, faintly visible behind his fingers, were golden and had begun to sparkle. It was too late. He was ready to attack at any moment.
I swallowed hard, trying to resist the intense pressure of his pheromones.
"Get a grip. There's no omega here. Are you in your rut?"
He pulled his hand away from his forehead sharply and came right up to me in one step. With the pool right behind us, there was nowhere left to step back.
"You're an alpha too. Can't you smell the woman behind you? What's an omega in heat doing here?!"
He spoke with such confidence that for a moment I doubted myself. There was no one else behind me but Atia, who was a beta. There was something wrong with this man. I frowned.
"Are you suppressing your rut period, or are you mentally ill? There's no one here but an alpha and a beta."
He seemed like he wanted to answer me, but paused as blood flowed from his nose. The scent of his pheromones had become even more dominant with the blood touching his skin.
It felt like his soul was beginning to seep into mine.
Danger signals began to flash throughout my entire body, I quickly moved one hand toward his throat and grabbed him. He too, swiftly grabbed my wrist.
"Get out of here. You being here isn't a good thing for anyone here."
I grabbed his throat, a smile took hold of his lips. It was almost like he was enjoying this.
His golden eyes pierced into mine, then began to penetrate sharply into my soul as if trying to pierce through my eyes.
There was something different behind that gaze, something much more than just being domineering.
Soon after, I realized he was trying to take control of my being.
Using the power it drew from being in rut, he tried to hypnotize me with the dominance of his pheromones. I had encountered a few other alphas capable of this, but I didn't know northerners knew this technique too.
An alpha, regardless of whether the other is an alpha, beta, or omega, can control them and make them do as he wishes if he learns to control his pheromones and is dominant enough. It wouldn't be a problem even if their packs were different.
After a while, he realized he wasn't succeeding in what he was doing. But this time, he made a move I didn't expect, grabbing my wrist and pulling me toward him.
Our chests collided, I immediately tried to pull away, but he grabbed me by my neck.
"So you're the bride they're talking about. There can't be another woman with such a wild and dominant aura, so it must be you."
Without removing my hand from his throat, I squeezed the flesh I had grasped. My nails dug into his skin, the corner of his mouth curled upward.
His pheromones were beginning to turn my head, and I could feel my strength slowly slipping from my hand that gripped his throat.
"My lady!" Atia called out behind me, while the alpha at my feet hissed through clenched teeth. He seemed on the verge of transforming into not just a wolf, but a wilder beast.
"Stay where you are, don't move!" I said, without turning around.
Before leaving my room, I had put a pair of scissors I found in the drawer of the wardrobe in the room I was staying in into my pocket. I slowly lowered my free hand down towards where I had put the scissors. I hadn't expected to use these scissors so quickly.
"The scent of your friend is truly unbearable... Enough to make every part of my body crave her..." His voice had grown hoarse, and he kept pausing because of his short, gasping breaths.
I felt the waves flowing into my body from our touching skins. I was beginning to feel his lust slowly inside me. It was one of the most disgusting feelings I had ever experienced.
Without answering him, I slowly lowered my hand and managed to slip it into my pocket. My finger touched the sharp tip of the scissors, and I reached down a little further and gripped it tightly.
"But you know what's interesting? This dominance battle between us now interests me more than the scent of a rabid omega."
I looked at him in horror at what he said. His eyes, which had just been scanning Atia behind me and trying to pierce through her, were now on me.
He sighed deeply and grabbed me by the neck, pulling me hard toward him.
He pressed his lips against mine. Shocked, I tried to make a sound, but he took advantage of my parted lips and pushed his tongue deeper. His burning tongue touched my teeth, I felt a great disgust and fear at the same time, and I almost vomited.
Without letting him do more, I quickly grabbed the scissors and shoved it into a random spot on his body.
He moaned in pain and pushed me away harshly. He took a couple of steps back, trying to figure out what the scissors in his shoulder were. Immediately after, he stepped on the slippery edge of the pool, his foot slipped, and he fell into the water.
Atia quickly came over to pull me away, and I watched the pool behind me turn red with the man's blood. Then, in that terror, a woman's voice drew everyone's attention.
"Dear Moon Goddess! What's going on here?!"