After Being Bitten By Top-Tier O, Flop A Went Viral - Chapter 15

15: Craving Your… Pheromones

In that instant, Qin Que felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, her entire body turning cold.

Had Yan Qing… found out?

She knew someone as perceptive as Yan Qing would eventually notice, but she hadn’t expected the confrontation to come so suddenly.

Yet, as the bone-chilling coldness faded, she relaxed completely.

It was like a thief caught by the owner—no more need to live in fear, just waiting for the final judgment.

“Yes,” she admitted.

Sitting up, the warmth she had accumulated under the covers dissipated. She heard her own calm voice, like a criminal eagerly confessing to their crimes, laying everything bare.

“After being marked, I had many… inappropriate dreams about you. I know it’s wrong, but I couldn’t control them. The doctor said it’s a side effect of being marked—I’m craving your… pheromones.” She let out a bitter laugh. “After meeting you, every interaction made me imagine things. I wanted to get closer to you, to hold your hand, to hug you, even… to kiss you. It’s so inappropriate. You only joined this show to repay my favor. You even said I’m a good actor. You’re such a good person, yet I… I’ve been fantasizing about you like this. I… I’m sorry. I really am.”

Yan Qing watched as the shadowy figure across from her curled into a trembling ball. The alpha’s usually gentle voice shook, hoarse and choked with sobs.

It wasn’t entirely unexpected.

She had long known Qin Que had no ulterior motives toward her. When they met at Yunxiang Pavilion, the other woman had simply been a kind-hearted stranger caught up in an unfortunate situation.

She had seen too many people look at her with hidden intentions.

But back then, Qin Que’s gaze had been so pure and upright that she couldn’t bring herself to doubt it.

She also understood Qin Que’s character. If the other woman had been the type to act on impulse, she would have already been knocked out and sent to the police station.

Eliminating all other possibilities, the only explanation left was—her own mark had affected this poor girl, turning the victim into someone who now apologized like a sinner.

Yan Qing had braced herself before asking. No matter what kind of fantasies Qin Que confessed, she would treat it as a symptom of an illness. Even if she felt disgusted, she wouldn’t show it.

But now, after listening to the other woman’s fragmented confession, she felt no revulsion at all. In fact, she even wanted to ask—

That’s it?

How innocent must someone be to only fantasize about kissing?

It made her want to laugh, but also filled her with guilt.

She really shouldn’t have teased her like that.

But Qin Que’s nervous, hesitant demeanor had been too adorable.

Rubbing her temples, Yan Qing composed herself and softened her voice. “If anyone should apologize, it’s me. I was the one who marked you first, and we didn’t even know each other then.”

After returning, she had reflected on it. She hated being marked by others, yet she had marked Qin Que at the other’s request. That was somewhat hypocritical.

No matter how she looked at it, it was the inducer’s fault. Once Xu Zheng was dealt with, she would settle this score properly.

“No!” Hearing her words, the trembling figure across from her immediately refuted, no longer wallowing in self-blame. “There was no other choice back then! But I… I just couldn’t control myself after being marked. We have no relationship at all. I shouldn’t be like this.”

If she was being lenient with herself, Qin Que was the opposite—harshly strict.

Yan Qing silently watched the alpha’s shadow, her emotions complicated.

She lived in a civilized era—prosperous, technologically advanced.

But often, she felt this place was more like a savage jungle, where fifty percent of the population, aside from betas, were controlled by pheromones, enslaved by them.

When she was confirmed as an omega, everyone in her family told her—your future is to marry an alpha from another powerful family, to solidify the alliance between the two.

Which alpha didn’t matter. Her own wishes didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was that alpha and omega were compatible, that their pheromones would blend, binding them together as destined lovers.

What was the difference between that and wild beasts?

Love and marriage were themes that had been romanticized to death in stories. People knew how to sugarcoat it—love came before desire. You loved someone, and only then did you want to be with them.

But in reality, she had seen too many alphas enslaved by their desires, their lustful, beast-like gazes once haunting her nightmares.

She didn’t feel like a person—just a dish on a platter.

Later, she stopped being afraid, but a trace of resentment remained, making her dislike all alphas by extension.

Yet now, the alpha across from her was telling her that desiring someone with no prior connection was something to apologize for in tears.

Even with ample reason, even if she had been the one at fault first.

Qin Que still believed it was wrong.

Was she really an alpha?

For a moment, Yan Qing even doubted it.

But she truly… felt happy.

Like finding a kindred spirit in a species entirely different from her own.

The reason she didn’t despise Qin Que’s fantasies was probably because the other woman despised them even more than she did.

She had marked Qin Que out of necessity, and Qin Que had developed fantasies because of that mistaken mark.

They were both beasts trapped by pheromones, both finding those chains utterly superfluous.

Perhaps they could have met under better circumstances.

She let out a bitter laugh.

“What if I said… I don’t mind?”