My Alpha Has a Split Personality - Chapter 12

The first time the two of them fought, it was nothing like their previous harmonious relationship, which, if not exactly affectionate, had at least been marked by mutual respect. Now, their faces were flushed with anger, and neither was in a good mood.

Jiang Muning kept repeating the same accusations during the argument, recycling the same ten crimes over and over—calling Chi Yunhan unrestrained, shameless, and unable to control her pheromones.

Chi Yunhan walked up to her, swept her hair behind her back, and exposed the compatibility ring on her neck, beneath which lay her gland.

This was the most sensitive spot for an Omega, the place most capable of stirring an Alpha’s desire.

Chi Yunhan asked, “Do I smell good? Do you like it? Do you want me? Do you want me to ruin you?”

She couldn’t smell her own pheromones, but she could read the reaction in Jiang Muning’s expression. Jiang Muning’s face changed, flushing as if scalded—clearly unable to resist.

Chi Yunhan’s pride was immensely satisfied. “Look at you—you clearly want me, yet you still act tough.” She was on a roll, especially seeing Jiang Muning’s rigid, restrained demeanor, and added, “If you can’t handle it, let me take over. I’ve heard Omegas can reversely mark Alphas too.”

Jiang Muning gritted her teeth, back stiff. “I’ve never wanted you, and there’s no such thing as reverse marking. You’re drunk and spouting nonsense.”

“Yes, yes, yes! It’s me talking nonsense, it’s me who wants you.” Unlike Jiang Muning, Chi Yunhan had no qualms about admitting it outright. Then, she stepped closer.

Jiang Muning retreated until she hit the sofa behind her, watching her warily. “Wh-what are you doing?”

Chi Yunhan closed the distance, pulling down the compatibility ring around her neck to fully expose her gland.

In this society, Omegas suffered endless unfair treatment because they couldn’t control their heats. Once in heat, they were ruled by desire, reduced to slaves of lust—seemingly fit only for reproduction, leaving behind nothing but an impression of fragility.

But weren’t Alphas the same? The moment an Omega’s pheromones surged, didn’t Alphas also lose their minds and charge forward like rabid beasts? Just as irrational, just as unable to restrain themselves—like Pavlov’s dogs, unable to control their own tongues.

Long ago, only Alphas were allowed on the battlefield, with Betas relegated to support roles. Then one nation captured a few Omegas and placed them on the frontlines. All it took was a simple release of pheromones, and every Alpha turned on each other in a frenzy.

Who could say the Creator wasn’t fair?

Before, it had always been Jiang Muning’s pheromones that carried an invasive force. This time, Chi Yunhan’s pheromones took the initiative, relentlessly teasing and provoking Jiang Muning.

Jiang Muning was forced back onto the sofa. “You wouldn’t dare!”

“What wouldn’t I dare?” Chi Yunhan felt she had been too gentle, which was why Jiang Muning thought she could be easily controlled.

She lowered her head and began unbuttoning her shirt. “I’ll show you exactly how daring I am!”

Chi Yunhan was only wearing a white shirt today. She yanked off her outer layer, and the next second, Jiang Muning was hit in the face with it.

The shirt was saturated with pheromones, pressing against Jiang Muning’s skin, relentlessly assaulting her senses, nearly overwhelming her mental resistance.

She clenched her fists, trying to pull the shirt away.

Yet Chi Yunhan shamelessly leaned against the sofa backrest, bending down to whisper provocatively by her ear, “Do you dare? Do you dare? Do you dare take my clothes off? Do you dare look at me?”

“I…”

Before Jiang Muning could finish, Chi Yunhan taunted again, “You don’t dare, you don’t dare. You’re so old-fashioned.”

Jiang Muning clenched her fingers, pulling the clothes down as she said, “I dare too.”

She added earnestly, “Chi Yunhan, you may be smug now, but tomorrow when you wake up, you’ll regret it. When you recall everything you did tonight, you’ll feel nothing but remorse and shame, wishing you could—”

“Wishing what?” Chi Yunhan planted her hands on her hips, chest thrust forward proudly. Her figure was undeniably good—curves in all the right places, giving her plenty of confidence.

Was she drunk? She didn’t feel drunk at all.

“Wishing you could smash your head into a wall and die!” Jiang Muning turned away, gritting her teeth with such conviction, as if speaking from experience.

Chi Yunhan scoffed. “Hah.”

There was no way she’d ever want to smash her head into a wall. Tomorrow, when she woke up, she’d give herself a round of applause for finally having the guts to do something bold!

That was just how confident she was!

Jiang Muning didn’t dare look anywhere else on her body, glaring only at her face, utterly defeated by her arrogance, her expression shifting uncontrollably.

Chi Yunhan smugly savored Jiang Muning’s reaction, only for Jiang Muning to suddenly shove her aside and stand up from the sofa, breathing heavily.

This time, before Jiang Muning could storm off to her room and slam the door, Chi Yunhan’s temper flared. She marched to her own room, leaving Jiang Muning alone outside.

As she closed the door, she called out to Jiang Muning, “You’ll come looking for me.”

Even though she had provoked Jiang Muning, she was still fuming inside. Lying on the bed, she grabbed her phone, gritted her teeth, and opened a shopping app, impulsively buying a bunch of little toys.

She didn’t necessarily need Jiang Muning to solve her problem—she could handle it herself. But Jiang Muning? That was a different story.

Right now, she really wanted to see Jiang Muning during her heat, to see how she’d struggle through it.

When that day came, she’d parade all her little toys in front of Jiang Muning, just to see how miserable she’d be!

Heh.

After a whole night of bickering, both sides were left worse for wear. The pheromones in the room were a chaotic mess, tangled together, leaving neither of them able to sleep properly, their body heat refusing to cool down.

The next morning, Jiang Muning was the first to wake. Harassed by pheromones all night, her first act was to fling open all the windows and doors in the house. She then collected the empty bottles from the table, tossing them into the trash, even stripping the sofa covers.

Carrying the pile to the bathroom, she was about to dump them into the washing machine when she pulled out a shirt from the bundle.

It was the one Chi Yunhan had worn yesterday.

When Jiang Muning had said Chi Yunhan smelled good, she hadn’t been joking. Chi Yunhan always carried a certain fragrance—one that was hard to describe, yet so intense it made her bl00d stir and her body burn.

For someone who had encountered countless scents, this particular aroma was maddening. It made her want to chase after it, to search for its source, to figure out exactly what it was.

Before Chi Yunhan, Jiang Muning had been matched with several omegas—strawberry, orange-lemon—but this was the first time she’d encountered someone like Chi Yunhan.

Was it because their compatibility was only 30%? Was that why she couldn’t pinpoint the scent?

Almost as if possessed, Jiang Muning pinched the fabric between her fingers, lowered her head, and took a careful sniff.

Meanwhile, Chi Yunhan was also starting to wake up.

She had been dreaming all night, in her dreams she had subdued Jiang Muning, who was begging her for soothing.

As for yesterday’s events, she still remembered everything clearly, none of those heroic deeds were forgotten, though recalling them now was a bit embarrassing.

After all, she had always maintained a proper image in front of Jiang Muning.

Chi Yunhan racked her brains trying to figure out how to salvage her image, giving herself a headache. Having barely slept all night, waking up early only made her feel worse. Flirting with Jiang Muning had left her feeling uncomfortable too.

It was like the saying: killing a thousand enemies while losing a hundred of your own.

After lying there for a while, Chi Yunhan staggered to her feet—she desperately needed to pee after drinking so much last night.

Barefoot, she rushed toward the bathroom, where the door was already open. She tugged at her pants, ready to pull them down.

Jiang Muning was bent over, still sniffing that shirt.

Unable to detect any scent, she took another whiff.

It was strange—only the shirt had pheromones before, but now they seemed to be wafting into the bathroom from outside. Chi Yunhan’s pheromones were truly overpowering.

She turned her head.

Chi Yunhan stood there in the doorway, eyes wide as saucers. Then, with a thud, Chi Yunhan’s jeans—belt and all—hit the floor.

Startled, Jiang Muning’s fingers twitched, and the shirt fell to the ground.

The scene was nothing short of spectacular.