Transmigrated Into a Heartless Scumbag Alpha - Chapter 2

Even though she was overwhelmed by temptation, the last shred of reason in Song Yi’s mind still struggled to resist.

At this moment, Song Yi had one foot already out the door, bent over with one hand gripping the dark hardwood doorframe and the other clutching her head, forcefully asserting her will as she fought for control over her actions against the scumbag Alpha Song Yi.

Are you insane? You won’t even take what’s offered to you?

She chose to come back with you, which means she’s tacitly agreed to become your Omega.

Since Zhou Zhou was always meant to be your Omega, why hesitate? If you can’t do it, let me take over!

Hah—

A cold laugh escaped Song Yi’s throat, her fingers turning white from gripping the doorframe.

What did they mean by “Zhou Zhou was always meant to be her Omega”?

What kind of bullshit was that?

This was clearly coercion!

Violating someone will be assault—it was illegal!

The voices in her head suddenly fell silent. Song Yi relaxed slightly, taking a deep breath before leaning halfway out the door to see Zhou Zhou still curled up in the corner, exuding the most intoxicating scent in the world, yet utterly incapable of protecting herself. That was why she had been brought home by the scumbag Alpha Song Yi, who hid her predatory nature beneath a gentle facade.

Thinking of this, Song Yi felt a strange sense of relief that she had transmigrated into this novel.

But influenced by the scumbag Alpha Song Yi, she wasn’t much better herself—she had nearly violated Zhou Zhou.

This was Zhou Zhou’s first Heat period, and she had no family or friends around, nor a reliable Alpha to take care of her. Naturally, she was at a loss. In a way, the scumbag Alpha Song Yi’s appearance had saved her, but it had also dragged her into an unfathomable abyss.

Song Yi remembered the novel mentioning that Zhou Zhou’s first Heat had been triggered early by someone’s scheme. She gritted her teeth at the thought.

The sweet fragrance of early summer cherries continued to waft through the air, seeping into Song Yi’s nostrils. At first, she clenched her jaw, then bit down on her own tongue.

A metallic tang spread in her mouth, accompanied by sharp pain. Almost completely sober now, she lowered the hand gripping the doorframe and peeked outside, meeting Zhou Zhou’s clear, panicked eyes.

Zhou Zhou was huddled in the corner, arms wrapped tightly around herself, her face buried in her knees. Even when she tilted her head up slightly, only her eyes were visible—not particularly large, but unnervingly clear. They held a pool of serenity that should have remained undisturbed, but someone had thrown a stone into it, sending ripples through the calm.

She looked exactly like a rare deer in a nature reserve encountering poachers for the first time—terrified.

Song Yi couldn’t tear her gaze away.

Only belatedly realizing how predatory she must seem, she retreated back into the scumbag Alpha Song Yi’s room.

Calling the scumbag Alpha Song Yi a poacher wasn’t far from the truth. Standing in this spacious room, Song Yi could barely stand to look around.

At first glance, the furnishings seemed perfectly normal and simple: a massive bookshelf covering an entire wall, a broad desk by the window, sheer curtains, a round waterbed taking up about ten square meters in the center, and silk ribbons for aerial yoga in the corner.

If she hadn’t read This Scumbag Alpha Always Love “Em and Leave “Em, she might have mistaken the scumbag Alpha Song Yi for some well-rounded, model student—passionate about reading, studying, and fitness.

But she knew better. She approached the enormous bookshelf first. Each compartment was made of wood, with an exquisitely crafted book-shaped box embedded inside, complete with hidden mechanisms. She wanted to try her luck, hoping to find something that might help Zhou Zhou through her first Heat.

Song Yi randomly picked a wooden box and opened it, quickly withdrawing her hand as if disgusted by its contents.

Inside was a scandalously skimpy lingerie set—something far too indecent for her restrained and conservative tastes. She immediately shoved it back in.

The clarity she had gained by biting her tongue was fleeting. Zhou Zhou’s cherry-sweet pheromones, which had an overwhelming pull on her, had never stopped overflowing. And now, she had been further provoked by the despicable Alpha Song Yi’s belongings.

Song Yi felt like her entire body was burning.

An invisible force seemed to be dragging her toward Zhou Zhou.

No. Song Yi shook her head hard, trying to dispel the unspeakable thoughts surfacing in her mind. She prided herself on being a law-abiding citizen—even if she had transmigrated into an ABO world, she intended to maintain her principles.

Besides… in the original story’s ending, Zhou Zhou’s identity was overturned, and she became the heiress of a powerful family returning from abroad, living happily with her fiancée. Meanwhile, the despicable Alpha Song Yi dragged the entire Song family into ruin and ended up confined in darkness, descending into madness before meeting a miserable death.

Right now, Zhou Zhou was so fragile and helpless. It was hard to imagine the extent of the suffering she must have endured to later muster the resolve to break free from the influence of the Complete Mark left by the despicable Alpha Song Yi. In the foundational ABO novel setting, a Complete Mark meant the marked Omega would be bound in absolute loyalty to the Alpha who marked her. This was a fundamental rule—breaking it required an immense price, and the pain endured in the process was a thousand times worse than drug withdrawal.

But at this moment, Zhou Zhou had no choice but to plead for help from the only Alpha nearby.

Breathing in the thick, sweet pheromones of an Omega, Song Yi was on the verge of losing control again.

She gripped the side of the bookshelf, only to realize it wasn’t flush against the wall—there was a half-meter gap behind it. And hanging on the wall were… some unspeakable tools.

Song Yi reached for the nearest crescent-shaped knife and made a shallow cut on her index finger.

She threatened herself: “If you dare lay a hand on Zhou Zhou again, I’ll cut you first.”

It seemed to work. After the warning, the boiling bl00d in her veins quickly settled.

Just then, Zhou Zhou—who had also reached her limit and had come seeking an Alpha—arrived at the door, witnessing the scene.

Song Yi sensed movement to her left and turned her head slightly—only to meet Zhou Zhou’s gaze.

Song Yi: “……”

She stood there awkwardly, still gripping the small knife.

Zhou Zhou was barely standing; her hands braced against the wall for support. When she saw the kind stranger harming herself out of fear of hurting her, her eyes widened in shock.

Unable to bear the eye contact, Song Yi quickly turned away, wiping the bl00d from her finger onto her clothes.

She kept her back to Zhou Zhou, not daring to turn around.

Her mind was filled with the image of Zhou Zhou’s flushed face. She hadn’t even looked that closely, yet Zhou Zhou’s delicate features were already imprinted in her mind.

A petite face, clear deer-like eyes brimming with timid confusion, a delicate nose, and cherry lips slightly parted in shock, revealing a glimpse of pearly white teeth—utterly harmless, the epitome of pure, sweet innocence. Yet, the small red mole at the corner of her right eye added an inexplicable allure.

Innocent yet seductive…

“Are… are you okay?”

A soft, sweet voice suddenly spoke up from behind, reminding Song Yi of the moment fresh, ripe cherries burst with sweetness in her mouth.

The quiet didn’t last long before her bl00d began surging through her veins once more.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t find any inhibitors,” Song Yi gritted her teeth, lowering her voice to suppress the rising excitement.

There was no response from behind, but Song Yi could clearly feel the soft, pink fingers of the sweet little Omega clutching the hem of her shirt.

For Song Yi at this moment, it was undoubtedly an immense temptation.

The hem of her shirt was tugged lightly backward by that small hand, and Song Yi heard a voice so soft it trembled: “I… trust you.”

Trust that she would only give a temporary mark and not cross the line.

Song Yi’s heart pounded violently, hardly believing she had gained Zhou Zhou’s trust so easily. Zhou Zhou was so pure and lovely—how could the scumbag Alpha Song Yi from before having ever laid hands on her?

“…Alright.”

Song Yi lowered her gaze in agreement. Finally turning around, she found Zhou Zhou too weak to stand any longer, and she swiftly caught her.

Zhou Zhou had a noticeably petite frame. When Song Yi had carried her upstairs earlier, she had noticed how light she was—thin in appearance, but with a softness to her body, especially in all the right places.

Breathing heavily, Song Yi inwardly scolded herself for getting too carried away under the influence of pheromones.

The Omega in heat was sweet and pliant, leaning obediently against her chest.

With one arm around Zhou Zhou, Song Yi used her free hand to place the crescent-shaped knife into Zhou Zhou’s palm.

“If I overstep, don’t hesitate—cut me down.”

Song Yi figured that, at worst, she might die and return to her original world. Even if the scumbag Alpha Song Yi came back, Zhou Zhou would at least have a weapon to protect herself.

But Zhou Zhou, who had been leaning against her, tilted her head slightly to look up in confusion, her eyes filled with incomprehension.

Song Yi couldn’t help but sigh. She had a feeling Zhou Zhou might not be able to bring herself to do it.

If she left and the original scumbag Alpha Song Yi returned, Zhou Zhou would undoubtedly be devoured without a trace.

Her gaze lingered on Zhou Zhou’s gland, exuding the irresistible sweetness of cherries. Long fingers brushed over it, and she couldn’t help but inhale deeply.

Even someone as composed and detached as her, who had lived twenty years in restraint, couldn’t fully resist this temptation—let alone the scumbag Alpha Song Yi.

With that thought, even if she had the chance, she wasn’t sure she could leave without guilt.

Distracted, she averted her eyes—only to land on that damned wall of the scumbag Alpha’s.

After a moment of hesitation, she reached out and took down a few tools that could still serve a purpose.

Zhou Zhou visibly tensed at the sight of the dangerous-looking implements, but Song Yi helped her sit down and reassured her softly, “Don’t be afraid.”

Curled against the wall, Zhou Zhou found comfort in the strong yet non-threatening scent of red wine pheromones from the kind stranger. Though she still craved more, her heat didn’t feel as unbearable now.

When she saw the stranger take down those ominous-looking silver restraints, Zhou Zhou instinctively shrank back.

But then she watched as the stranger used them—on herself.

Zhou Zhou: ???

After securing herself with handcuffs and shackles, Song Yi picked up a gag, her lips quirking briefly before she suppressed the odd smile and beckoned to Zhou Zhou.

Now that she couldn’t move freely, she asked, “Zhou Zhou, can you come to me? I can give you a temporary mark now.”