Chapter 15 - A Suspicious Party
When I was finally alone, I felt my face flush red. Extreme Alphas really knew no shame. How could they just publicly showcase their lust like that?
‘Do they like s*x that much?’
I tilted my head as I stood inside the slowly ascending elevator. Although I had slept with my ex-girlfriend before, it didn’t feel so good as to lose all common sense. More than anything, I was clumsy at it, and she was, of course, left unsatisfied. We had fought over something small even before we could further our relationship. We broke up, and so ended my first experience.
It was the same with my next girlfriend. We were a good match for one another, and we hung out often. When I confessed, she had gladly accepted. However, kissing was as good as it got. No matter how hard I tried, I never got used to intercourse. Even though I thought I was doing my best, that could not have been the case for my partner. We gradually drifted apart and very naturally broke things off.
That was it for my dating experience. After that, I was overwhelmed by my studies until I suddenly transitioned into an omega. Since then, I had never been brave enough to date anyone. The thought of dating women felt awkward, and the thought of dating men scared me.
In the end, I had never slept with anyone ever since my young and foolish days of dating.
I was woken up from my thoughts by the upbeat elevator bell. A moment later, the door opened, and I stepped out into the hallway of the topmost floor. Just then, I caught a whiff of sweetness in the air. It was the scent of an Extreme Alpha’s pheromones that I was much too accustomed to. Someone who was attending the party must be here.
The hallway was quiet. Ahem. I intentionally cleared my throat out loud. However, that was it. Silence settled once again. Feeling both strangely awkward and anxious, I quickened my pace slightly as I took a step and then another. I was planning to just make sure that there were no issues before making my way back down.
Every step I took made the scent multiple times stronger. I had never felt such dense hormones before. Someone was intentionally spurting out their pheromones. I vaguely remembered something similar happening before. The day I transitioned into an omega, I had been pickled by Keith’s pheromones. I had almost lost consciousness amidst the strong pheromones.
However, I was a beta back then. I was able to at least return home because I was affected much less than an omega would have been. Although, in the end, I had transitioned into an omega thanks to that.
The problem was that I was an omega now. I knew I would be much more affected by it, and I couldn’t imagine what would happen. I realized that I was in danger, even though I had taken more meds than usual. I covered my nose with my sleeve and instinctively looked around. I saw the door to a guest suite not too far from where I was standing. The scent of the pheromones was seeping out from within.
I hesitated for a moment. I was tempted to just turn back and take the elevator, but the situation was not too far from what I had expected. Therefore, the correct thing for me to do was to patrol the whole floor like I had intended to.
What made me hesitate, however, was that the scent of the pheromones was much stronger than I had anticipated. My legs were already shaking, and I felt as if I were about to collapse any moment. I began to breathe more and more rapidly, but the faster I breathed, the more pheromones became absorbed by my respiratory system. It was a vicious cycle.
‘I can’t take this.’
I decided to give up and hastily turned back. My mind was overtaken by the thought of immediate escape. My regulated footsteps began to echo violently across the floor as I practically sprinted down the hallway when the door sprang open from behind my back.
“Did you bring what I asked for? Hey, where are you going?”
I halted at the high-pitched voice that called me from behind. I knew that voice.
She continued to yell sharply, “Can’t you hear me? Where are you going, I asked! You’re here, now give it to me.”
She must have asked for something over the intercom. I was left with no choice but to turn around as I continued to pant.
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