The Top Omega Girlfriend of a Useless Alpha - Chapter 49

After spending several days at the base, Song Feiyu had become somewhat familiar with her duties, though she hadn’t yet participated in any live combat exercises. For a veteran like her, who had retired from the front lines, such drills held little significance.

As dawn began to break, Song Feiyu awoke. After a moment to gather her senses, she threw back the covers and slipped into her slippers.

The person beside her remained motionless, clearly still deep in sleep. Song Feiyu didn’t disturb her.

She moved quietly to brush her teeth and wash her face. By the time she emerged fully dressed in her uniform, Gu Yi was still asleep, though her posture had shifted.

Song Feiyu approached her, finally sighing and crouching beside the bed.

“Gu Yi, wake up.”

Her voice was barely a whisper, and Gu Yi didn’t open her eyes, only frowning slightly in her sleep.

Never mind. I can’t bring myself to wake her.

Song Feiyu lowered her head, gently brushed aside Gu Yi’s stray strands of hair, and pressed a light kiss to her forehead before leaving.

By joining the Second Prince’s faction, she had sought protection in a sense. But Song Feiyu was no fragile porcelain doll; she was a sharp blade.

At least for now, Po Ye couldn’t transfer her.

She wouldn’t have to hunt down Interstellar Pirates or clash head-on with the Zerg.

Today’s small Captains’ meeting would focus on the upcoming joint training exercises.

Song Feiyu had prepared for days, but when she presented her proposal, Pervy, seated at the head of the table, barely listened, nodding repeatedly.

“I think Song Feiyu is the best choice.”

His attitude made the other captains uneasy.

But no one dared voice their displeasure while Pervy was present.

The moment he left, the murmurs began.

“They were wiped out, yet she still acts so high and mighty. She only got this position by sleeping her way to the top.”

The tone was venomous, dripping with contempt.

Song Feiyu ignored them, packing her things and preparing to leave.

Then she heard a scornful retort.

“Honestly, Third Miss Gu is just a useless fool. She only chooses useless husbands and then uses her connections with Second Prince Your Highness to get them these prestigious positions.”

“It’s a disgrace to the Gu Family’s reputation.”

“Exactly! Her mother was a bed-climber who slept her way to power. What else could you expect from her daughter?”

Hearing these insults, Song Feiyu stopped, her hand freezing on the door handle. She turned to glare at the two captains, her eyes icy.

“Say that again.”

She wouldn’t have cared if they insulted her a hundred times, but when they spoke ill of Gu Yi, she couldn’t restrain herself.

“I’m talking about you, you useless Alpha!”

The man, finally losing his temper, snapped.

“Gu Yi is just a bastard child. I can say whatever I want…”

Before he could finish, Song Feiyu had already grabbed his collar and landed a brutal punch.

Song Feiyu graduated at the top of her class from the Empire’s premier Flying Ship Command Academy. She had served in both frontline combat and rear-line logistics, maintaining a consistently calm demeanor.

She had never caused any major incidents.

Yet now, newly transferred to this post, she had already clashed with someone.

Though she had emerged victorious from the fight, the cost was steep. Song Feiyu had broken a rib. When Gu Yi heard the news, she rushed over in a panic, still in her pajamas and with toothpaste foam clinging to her lips.

Song Feiyu was currently having her broken rib stabilized with bandages, gritting her teeth against the pain.

“Why did you get into a fight?” Gu Yi asked, sitting beside her and watching the doctor apply the bandages.

Song Feiyu wiped the bl00d from the corner of her mouth, her expression slightly sheepish. “It was nothing. They just said some nasty things.”

“What kind of things?”

Gu Yi’s dark eyes turned serious. She knew without asking that Song Feiyu must have overheard insults about her. After all, as a “useless Alpha,” Song Feiyu had likely endured countless criticisms and had long grown immune to such words.

She never imagined that someone as composed as Song Feiyu would lose her temper over something involving her.

“It’s nothing…” Song Feiyu started, but the words caught in her throat.

Gu Yi noticed the cut at the corner of her mouth and gently wiped it with her fingertip, her heart aching.

“I acted impulsively this time. I’ll try to restrain myself next time.”

Song Feiyu lowered her gaze, reflecting on her own rash behavior.

The doctor finished bandaging her arm and then produced a green syringe with a long, intimidating needle.

“What’s this?” Gu Yi frowned, having never heard of such an injection for a fracture.

“Captain Song’s glands have suffered a severe pheromone attack. She needs a stabilizer,” the doctor explained, pushing the green liquid forward with meticulous precision.

“It might sting a bit, but compared to the unpredictability of pheromone imbalance, the stabilizer is essential.”

As the doctor spoke, Song Feiyu extended her arm. Dried bloodstains covered her hand—likely not her own, but rather the unfortunate victim’s.

The veins on Song Feiyu’s hand were easily visible, no tourniquet needed. The slightly bulging veins were immediately apparent.

The doctor was about to administer the injection when Gu Yi stepped in front of her.

“Don’t inject it. I can stabilize her.”

After Gu Yi spoke, the doctor glanced at Song Feiyu and instantly understood the relationship between the two women. She put away the stabilizer.

“I miscalculated.”

Her gaze lingered on Gu Yi as she took a deep breath, catching the faint jasmine scent. This was the pheromone of a Top Omega. If Gu Yi was indeed a Top Omega, she could indeed replace the stabilizer.

“You’d better hurry. If you can achieve the same effect as the stabilizer, I’ll agree to forgo the injection.”

The doctors here were responsible for their patients’ well-being and couldn’t afford any negligence.

With that, she withdrew from the room, thoughtfully closing the medical office door behind her, leaving Gu Yi and Song Feiyu alone.

Song Feiyu felt a little awkward, as if she were being rushed to get down to business.

But before she could dwell on it, Gu Yi cupped her face and leaned in.

The rich jasmine scent filled the infirmary in an instant.

Song Feiyu felt her body flush, but worse, her pheromones were being uncontrollably drawn out.

The intense arousal dulled the pain in her ribs considerably.

Gu Yi pried open her teeth, giving Song Feiyu almost no time to react.

“Gu Yi… slow down.”

Song Feiyu’s lip wound stretched painfully, but she couldn’t bring herself to push Gu Yi away. She could only wrap her arms around her.

But if she held too tightly, her ribs would ache again.

A true dilemma.

“Will you dare to do that again?”

Gu Yi pulled back slightly, her eyes fixed on Song Feiyu. The rich jasmine scent now carried a faint lavender undertone.

“No, I won’t.”

Song Feiyu’s eyes were filled with surrender.

“Impulsiveness is the devil. Next time, I’ll definitely think before I act and consider my body.”

After saying this, Song Feiyu thought she could finally catch her breath.

But unexpectedly, Gu Yi kissed her cheek and started again.

Doing this while injured and unable to retaliate…

This was truly… suffering.