Omega Taming the Black Moonlight - Chapter 17

Yan Liu was recaptured.

Ji Yilian’s mastery of Spiritual Power was flawless. Leaning casually against the wall, her posture almost languid, she seemed to hold everything firmly in her grasp.

Yan Liu resembled a chick that had just hatched, only to be caught and pinned against the wall after a few clumsy steps. She had no choice but to submit to Ji Yilian’s soothing and gentle kneading of her Spiritual Power.

“I told you I don’t need this!” Yan Liu protested, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment.

But as she spoke, feeling the Spiritual Power’s gentle massage along her lower abdomen, she realized her previously bloated body felt significantly more comfortable.

How miraculous.

Yan Liu’s almond-shaped eyes widened as she stared at Ji Yilian. “How did you do that? It worked instantly!”

Ji Yilian raised an eyebrow, leaned back against the wall, crossed her arms, and closed her eyes.

“You’ll understand when you learn it yourself.”

So stingy with words, refusing to utter even a single extra syllable.

Hmph. What a contrast.

Yan Liu gave up trying to engage her in conversation.

She had come to realize that Ji Yilian couldn’t be understood through conventional logic.

This woman’s emotions and actions defied all expectations.

Just when you think she’s the ultimate scumbag Alpha, she suddenly showers you with money and gifts, even personally taking care of you as if she genuinely cares.

But the moment you let your guard down even slightly, she turns cold and distant, flipping her attitude faster than turning a page in a book.

Yan Liu observed Ji Yilian like a wary cat watching a two-legged human offering fish snacks, her eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

This lively, almond-eyed expression caught Ji Yilian’s attention in her peripheral vision, stirring something within her.

Almost unable to resist, she turned and leaned closer to Yan Liu.

Yan Liu immediately recoiled, her voice sharp and clear: “What are you doing?”

Helping with Spiritual Power was one thing, but why was she leaning in without a word?

Didn’t humans understand the concept of safe social distance?

Crossing that boundary violated one’s psychological safety zone.

Yan Liu clearly maintained a psychological safety distance of at least a meter from Ji Yilian.

No, not just a meter—maybe two, three, or even ten meters!

The more Yan Liu recalled the scumbag Alpha behavior Ji Yilian had displayed in the original plot, the more she felt she was in grave danger.

As expected, villains always know how to put on a convincing act. Otherwise, how could they deceive people?

Yan Liu found herself gradually shedding her previous negative impression of Ji Yilian, swayed by the Alpha’s performance.

This was dangerous.

When you empathize with a scumbag Alpha, you’re teetering on the edge of a cliff, ready to fall and be swallowed by darkness at any moment.

Why don’t villains ever empathize with good people?

Yan Liu mentally berated herself, sounding the alarm in her heart. When she looked at Ji Yilian again, she no longer showed her guard so openly, offering only a polite smile.

“Thank you, Ji Yilian.”

Her smile made her look remarkably innocent. Her already delicate features were enhanced by two sweet dimples that appeared when she smiled, momentarily captivating the gaze of anyone who saw them.

Ji Yilian was momentarily stunned by the smile.

By the time she recovered, she had already moved forward, cornering Yan Liu between herself and the wall.

An S-Class Alpha naturally possesses a strong possessive drive and aggressive instincts.

Her instincts compelled her to pursue Yan Liu.

“Ji Yilian, why do you always have to get so close when you talk?”

Yan Liu desperately wanted to raise both hands to create a barrier, pushing the suddenly encroaching Alpha back across the line.

Ji Yilian seemed amused by Yan Liu’s words.

“Afraid you’ll run away,” she said, raising an eyebrow. Her arm, draped around Yan Liu’s waist, was as slender and graceful as her entire being.

If you didn’t know Ji Yilian’s original character setting from the plot and simply observed her up close, you’d be utterly captivated.

How could someone be born so perfectly? Her face was striking whether lightly made up or heavily adorned. Her naturally radiant features, with dark, lustrous eyes framed by thick, long lashes, seemed to have absorbed all of heaven’s favor, resulting in a breathtaking beauty that left anyone who gazed upon her in awe.

Yan Liu turned her face away. “I refuse. Ji Yilian, I refuse to have you speak so close to me.”

“The Interstellar Alliance must have a code of conduct, right? An Alpha can’t do this without an Omega’s consent, especially when there’s no established relationship between them.”

“Otherwise, you’re violating the Omega.”

Yan Liu, who had suddenly recalled this rule, nearly applauded her own cleverness.

“If you get any closer, I’ll… I’ll press the alarm.”

The Smartwatch was right on her wrist, incredibly convenient. She could even connect to it using her Spiritual Power.

Yan Liu seemed like a kitten suddenly puffed up with pride, her tail practically standing on end. Her almond-shaped eyes gleamed mischievously as she glared at Ji Yilian, even her threats sounding excessively adorable.

Ji Yilian narrowed her phoenix eyes, studying the girl intently. When she realized Yan Liu wasn’t joking, she actually smiled.

The smile that bloomed in those usually cold eyes, like a flower unfurling, caught Yan Liu completely off guard.

“What are you laughing at? You don’t believe I’ll press the alarm?”

Ji Yilian tugged at the corner of her lips. “No.”

“I was just thinking… you’ve finally grown up.”

If Yan Liu could act like this even with her, wouldn’t she be even better at keeping other Alphas at arm’s length, protecting herself properly?

Like with that Bess, for example.

But Ji Yilian never revealed her full thoughts. She spoke in a detached manner, occasionally dropping a sudden remark when she felt like it, leaving the rest unsaid, forcing others to guess.

After a few exchanges with Ji Yilian, Yan Liu had gradually figured out her rhythm.

She caught the teasing tone in her words and huffed, pursing her lips.

“I’ve always been capable. Only realizing it now? Too late.”

Seeing Ji Yilian still standing motionless before her, Yan Liu grew annoyed and reached out with her small hands to push her away.

Unexpectedly, her hands landed squarely on Ji Yilian’s chest.

The sensation was incredibly soft, with a slight springiness—a stark contrast to the Alpha’s aloof and icy demeanor. It carried a delicate, alluring fragrance that stirred endless fantasies.

Yan Liu startled and hastily withdrew her hands.

Her face flushed crimson as she glared at Ji Yilian, desperate to say, “I didn’t mean to touch you just now!” or “It was just an accident in the heat of the moment!”

But the Alpha, who had been blocking her path just a moment ago, seemed equally startled by her actions. Ji Yilian abruptly stepped back and turned away.

Staring at Ji Yilian’s retreating figure, Yan Liu opened her mouth, but the apology remained unspoken.

After all, Ji Yilian had been the one to offend her first.

Regardless of their shared female appearance, pheromones defined the power dynamics between them.

Alphas naturally exuded a sense of threat and aggression toward Omegas—a dual influence that permeated both mind and body.

With this thought, Yan Liu straightened her posture, feeling a surge of righteous indignation.

She slowly shifted her position, circling around to face Ji Yilian directly.

Ji Yilian lowered her gaze, and when their eyes met, Yan Liu lifted her chin, her delicate jawline appearing particularly soft. Though petite in stature, she exuded an unexpected air of confidence.

“You should leave now. This is my training room.”

She refused to be intimidated by Ji Yilian’s imposing presence!

The girl’s sudden burst of defiance was like a tiny star peeking out from behind dark clouds, shining with all its might.

Ji Yilian paused in surprise, then chuckled softly and calmly walked in the direction Yan Liu had indicated.

So, she’s not going to linger here after all, Yan Liu thought, feeling a wave of relief wash over her. Just as she was mentally patting herself on the back for her cleverness, she saw the S-class Alpha, who had just reached the door, turn back and stride toward her again.

“W-what are you doing?” Yan Liu retreated a step, instinctively widening the distance between them.

Ji Yilian stopped right in front of her, her expression calm, and merely moved her lips.

“Your combat skills are inadequate. I’ll teach you.”

With that, she struck swiftly. Before Yan Liu could even blink, Ji Yilian had seized her, her fingers clamping down on Yan Liu’s collarbone.

“See, Yan Liu? This is how terrible your combat skills are.”

So hurry up and learn from me.

Ji Yilian pressed her lips together, studying the girl’s expression.