Intoxicated by Her Pheromones - Chapter 7

“So, you’re saying you can’t do anything about this person either?”

“Not exactly. I just need more time. I’ve seen all the messages she sent you. Based on what’s written, she seems like an omega with strong possessive tendencies, abnormally obsessed with you. So, we just need a little trick to draw her out.”

“Are you sure this will really lure her out?” Song Qing sounded skeptical.

He Sheng nodded, her expression shifting subtly.

“Omegas aren’t like us alphas. They care more about these romantic entanglements. She’ll come.”

“Really?” Song Qing frowned, her mind conjuring up the image of that reluctant omega. Her gaze turned cold.

“I don’t think so. Omegas are the most fickle creatures—their moods change so fast it’s hard to predict. So, it’s better not to rely on that method. I have another plan.”

“What plan?” He Sheng looked up.

Song Qing smirked, downing the glass of wine in one go before leisurely explaining, “Naturally, I’ll do exactly what she doesn’t want me to do. I’ve installed new surveillance cameras at my doorstep and set up a completely new passcode. All you need to do is install a device on my lock. The moment she unlocks it, I’ll get a notification. That way, I can catch her when she comes.”

“But how do you know she’ll definitely come? Didn’t you just say omegas are unpredictable?” He Sheng asked.

Song Qing chuckled, her gaze lazy yet arrogant.

“Omegas are fickle, but with her… I have a feeling she’ll definitely come back.” The alpha spoke with certainty, her eyes brightening at the mention of that person, as if she had found an amusing little plaything. The smile on her lips turned teasing and unrestrained.

“So, all we have to do now is wait patiently.”

“Fine, then. I’ll get that system set up for you as soon as possible. Don’t rush.”

“Hmm, I’m not in a hurry. In fact, I find this quite entertaining. To be honest, this is the first time I’ve encountered an omega like this. The ones I’ve met recently have all been… interesting. One after another, they treat me like some kind of pushover.” Song Qing poured herself another glass of wine, swirling it idly as she spoke, her expression icy. The thought of that ungrateful omega who had rejected her, and that audacious one who dared to claim her as her own, struck her as utterly ridiculous.

“Such weak creatures, yet they think they can control us alphas. Tell me, isn’t that hilarious? They’re the kind who go weak in the knees and throw themselves at alphas the moment their heat hits. And yet, they still try to possess us, to claim us? Hah. It’s laughable beyond words.”

Song Qing scoffed, taking a sip of her wine.

The strong liquor burned down her throat, blurring the edges of her sharp awareness ever so slightly.

Song Qing’s stunning and exquisite features were tinged with a flush of red, the color complementing her beautifully, clinging to her porcelain skin like a bewitching enchantress—both sensual and alluring. Especially those mesmerizing eyes of hers, capable of ensnaring souls with just a glance, leaving one breathless.

The person behind the monitor couldn’t resist tracing their fingertips across the screen, lingering on that face that would make anyone fall helplessly under its spell. Their gaze burned with an overwhelming possessiveness, as if they wanted to devour her whole.

“How could it be called ungrateful or reckless? It’s simply love—just the desire to have you, that’s all. And… who said omegas are weak?”