Chapter 4

‘Wow, it’s the campus!’

Sia screamed internally at the sight of the campus through the car window.

Arriving at school after so long, she couldn’t believe how glad she was to see this familiar landscape.

After being tormented by Kang Jihoon for days, her whole body felt steeped in pleasure, as if she had become a sex addict. But now, breathing in the fresh air, basking in the bright sunlight, and arriving on campus, her heart felt as peaceful and pleasant as if she’d come home.

“Kang Jihoon, what are you doing? Unlock the door already.”

Every time Sia tried to open the car door, Jihoon would lock the passenger door. She shot him a pointed glare and spoke sharply.

Watching her spit out her irritated words, Jihoon tapped his lips with his long, firm fingers.

“Give me a kiss. Otherwise, I won’t unlock the car door.”

“Sigh… Kang Jihoon. We’re at school.”

“Won’t you give me a kiss?”

Sia looked at her so-called male friend—who, not content with tormenting her for days on end and imprinting her, now wanted a kiss in the middle of campus—with an expression of utter disbelief.

Kang Jihoon’s conscience was clearly made of fuzzy kiwi fruit.

More importantly, a kiss would never just end at a kiss.

Once their lips touched, their tongues would tangle, and once their saliva mixed, Jihoon’s pheromones would hit her even deeper than usual, making it increasingly difficult to refuse any physical contact.

If she gave in to him now, she might end up having car sex with Kang Jihoon right here in the outdoor campus parking lot where students were constantly coming and going.

“If you don’t want to, we can just go back home like this.”

“Do you have any conscience at all? You made me sign a written agreement, even filmed a video, and you still keep asking for more? Are you seriously sexually frustrated or something?”

“All Alphas are like this. This is average.”

“This is supposed to be average?”

Sia protested indignantly to her male friend, who—despite having clung to her for days on end—was once again demanding physical contact.

Since the kissing and sex had all been firsts for her, she had no basis for comparison to judge whether this situation was normal.

She couldn’t tell if all Alphas were like Kang Jihoon, spending their entire days consumed by lust, or if the Alpha in front of her fell into the abnormal range. She was at the point where she wanted to grab someone and get a clear answer.

“If you don’t want a kiss, can’t you just suck my dick once?”

“Kang Jihoon. You’re seriously turning me off, so just unlock it already.”

“Sigh. I just can’t relax unless I get my pheromones all over you. So let me rub just a little of my cum on your body. I’ll come quickly.”

“What?”

“Good girl, baby. Just pull your panties down a bit. I’ll just rub my dick on you, just a little bit. Okay?”

“Just unlock the door already. This is school. Your car already stands out like crazy because it’s foreign, and I don’t want to attract any more attention.”

“Then, can I at least put a little saliva on your breasts…?”

“Hey.”

At Sia’s tone, which had grown even colder than before, Jihoon had no choice but to obediently unlock the door.

They’d been having sex for days on end, holding each other as if they were one. Yet now that they’d left the house, he could feel her trying to act distant and put space between them. It made him increasingly anxious and uneasy.

“Park Joraeng, come straight back as soon as your exam is over. I’ll be parked right here waiting for you.”

“Are you some kind of jealous husband? Why are you so obsessed? Actually, I don’t even know what gives you the right to act like this in the first place.”

Sia looked at Jihoon with an expression of disbelief as he spoke as if it were a given that she would return to his house after finishing her exam.

Come to think of it, she was already bitter about being marked in the heat of the moment and becoming taken overnight, but now he was trying to act like her lover too, which pissed her off.

“It’s because it’s dangerous. You just turned into an omega recently, so you probably don’t know this yet, but—”

“I can’t even smell other Alphas’ pheromones because of you, so what’s there to be dangerous about? You’re the one who’s dangerous, constantly trying to touch me and kiss me at every opportunity.”

Sia cut Jihoon off sharply, her voice edged with irritation.

Because of the mark clearly left on the nape of her neck, other Alphas can’t even detect her pheromones. Who is he trying to fool!

After shooting Jihoon another sharp glare, Sia kicked open the car door and got out.

It wasn’t that she disliked or resented him, but she absolutely hated how he tried to monitor and control her every move.

‘…Why does she still resent me, even though I’ve marked her?’

Jihoon watched as the small woman hurried off the moment she closed the car door.

They said that when you become mates, when your pheromones bind together, you feel a stronger bond than before and a mysterious sense of becoming one. That’s why the marking between Alphas and omegas was supposed to be something special, different from ordinary marriage…

Jihoon looked at Sia with wounded eyes as she remained cold and distant toward him.

Just when he thought they’d grown one step closer, she’d pull one step away. And when he managed to take another step forward, she’d retreat again. The distance between them refused to narrow, and Jihoon felt like he was burning up inside.

After going this far, watching the little bird still looking for every opportunity to escape his embrace, Jihoon pulled out his phone with darkened eyes.

It was time for one final move—something that would bind her to him completely.

***

‘Ugh, I totally bombed that exam.’

After the test ended, Sia shuffled out of the lecture hall with a haggard face.

Today’s exam was for a liberal arts course that required memorizing nearly an entire textbook.

Having always been terrible at memorization since childhood, Sia used to study for memorization-heavy subjects by writing out the entire textbook on blank paper until, by the day before the exam, she could do it all from memory.

But this time, her heat cycle had hit, and she’d been tormented by Kang Jihoon for days on end, leaving her no time to study—she hadn’t even managed to read a single word.

‘Jihoon said he’d cover my tuition, so he’ll keep his promise, right?’

She had absolutely no desire to accept anything from that insufferable guy friend, but thinking about it objectively, Kang Jihoon had indeed made a pretty significant contribution to her bombing these finals.

Of course, she realized part of it was her fault for not taking her suppressants on time and letting her heat cycle break through. And yes, it was also her fault for completely forgetting about exam week and getting lost in pleasure. But Sia’s wallet wasn’t comfortable enough for her to cling to her pride in a situation like this.

[Sia, I’m sorry. Junik recommended another tutor. I’ll transfer payment for your last session to your account, so you don’t need to come in for any more lessons.]

To make matters worse, the first message she’d checked after getting her phone back from Jihoon was a notification that her tutoring had been discontinued.

She’d been foolish to think the tutoring would continue even after things had gotten so awkward with Junik.

Sia still felt wronged, wondering what she’d done so terribly wrong to have another fling fall apart overnight, but if Junik was this petty, it was probably better they hadn’t developed a deeper relationship anyway. Maybe her ancestors had been looking out for her.

Sia let out a sigh, still conscious of the aching throb on her inner thigh.

After rolling around with Kang Jihoon all day for several days straight, the sensitive area on her inner thigh still stung and hurt.

But since this whole situation seemed to be her fault in the first place for hiding that she was an omega and not taking her suppressants, she couldn’t exactly resent or get angry at Jihoon now.

‘Hah… Though I guess it really was incredibly fortunate that it was Kang Jihoon who found me that day and not someone else…’

Even as she thought that Jihoon, no matter how irritating, was much safer and better than having something dangerous happen with some strange Alpha whose face and name she didn’t know. Still, there were limits—she also found herself thinking he was pretty damn audacious for marking her while she was unconscious.

And when she thought about how he kept spouting nonsense about getting married and having kids, trying to mess with her future plans however he pleased, she felt uncomfortable somewhere deep down, wondering if this was really right.

Was she really okay with this?

Was it right to spend her whole life having sex only with Kang Jihoon, naturally marrying him and having his children?

As confused feelings surged in like a rising tide, Sia found herself increasingly consumed by anxiety.

‘…I just need some time alone to sort out my thoughts.’

Going straight home would be no different from revealing her location to Kang Jihoon. Going to a café didn’t appeal to her either. She remembered that dawn when she’d fled to a café after their first time together, and how he’d tracked her down like a ghost.

For now, she turned down the rarely used path behind the college building.

The narrow trail leading to the library was lined with thick trees and had benches scattered along it.

Ignoring Jihoon’s instruction to come to him right after her exam, she called Yeseo first.

— Hey, Park Sia. Are you alive? Seriously, what the hell happened?

“Yeseo…”

At the sound of her friend’s welcoming voice through the phone, Sia felt tears suddenly welling up.

“Is there really no way to remove an imprint?”

— An imprint?

“I think Kang Jihoon’s lost his mind. Is this what it’s like when you become mates? He’s seriously thinking about marrying me or something. It’s like talking to a brick wall.”

Having someone she could share secrets with that she couldn’t tell anyone else was truly something to be grateful for.

Sia spoke tearfully to her omega friend Yeseo, as if pouring out the frustration she’d been bottling up for days.

— There is a way to break an imprint, actually.

“What?! What is it?”

— You could kill Kang Jihoon…

“Are you serious right now?!”

— Hey. Just live with him. Now that you mention it, where are you going to find someone better? He’s gorgeous, he’s tall, he’s loaded… What, are you not sexually compatible? Is he too small?

No, they were too compatible—that was the problem!

The painful truth rose to the tip of her tongue, but Sia let out a deep sigh and changed the subject.

“I’ve spent my whole life hating Kang Jihoon. How am I supposed to just marry him overnight?”

— What’s the point now, when you two have already done everything? It’s not like it’s unusual for an Alpha and omega to end up together because they’re drawn to each other. Just accept it as fate.

“Haa… Is this really how my life ends?”

— Don’t be so dramatic. Isn’t this actually a good thing? Just live it up and spend Kang Jihoon’s money. Honestly, I’m jealous.

“J-jealous?”

— Yeah. You wouldn’t know since you haven’t been an omega long, but finding a good match is really hard… Someone like Kang Jihoon is a total jackpot, isn’t he? Anyway, I honestly don’t get why you’re having such a hard time with this.

Yeseo’s response, brushing off her worries so lightly, made it impossible for Sia to confide any further.

Yeseo’s cycles were irregular, and she struggled during every heat. She wanted to meet a good partner as soon as possible, form a bond, and build a stable family.

Continuing to talk about her situation in front of Yeseo would only come across as bragging.

— Sia, I need to hang up now. I have to take my exam too. Let’s talk again later.

“Okay. Good luck on your test.”

— Yeah. Don’t overthink things too much. Since it’s already come to this, you’ll just have to make it work with him, right? I’m really hanging up now.

“Okay. I’ll call you later…”

She’d called hoping to vent her frustrations, but after talking with Yeseo, Sia only felt more uncomfortable and weighed down.

Ding—

[Park Joraeng. Your exam’s over, isn’t it? Why aren’t you here?]

The moment she hung up, Jihoon—who’d somehow sensed with uncanny accuracy that she’d finished her exam—began bombarding her with texts and calls.

Ding—

[Hey. Are you seriously ignoring me right now?]

Ding—

[Answer your phone.]

Ding—

[You really want to drive me crazy, don’t you? Why aren’t you answering?]

Texts and calls alternated, making her notifications ring nonstop.

Sia turned off her phone, which kept buzzing nonstop, and shoved it into her bag.

‘Is there really no way out of this? Do I really have to marry Kang Jihoon?!’

Of course, maybe because they’d bonded, she didn’t hate or resent Jihoon the way she used to. Aside from how obsessive he was, she even found something appealing about the way he seemed to love her so blindly.

But everything about her current situation felt too sudden and terrifying.

It wasn’t enough that she’d transformed into an omega overnight—she’d also been suddenly imprinted on, which meant she couldn’t even enjoy flirting with other guys anymore. And now she was facing the prospect of marrying the male friend she’d hated her entire life.

‘…I’m sorry, Jihoon, but I just need some time alone right now.’

Even if only for a little while, she desperately wanted to be by herself in peace—to sort through her thoughts.

If she met Kang Jihoon right now, she’d just get swept up in his pace again, trapped in his palace-like prison, unable to budge an inch.

Sia clenched her small fist, rose from the bench, and left campus.

***

Sia loitered around the school for a long while, then loitered some more.

She had walked for so long that her stomach growled, but even though she’d been starving all day except for breakfast, she had no appetite.

That’s when it happened.

Plop, plop. Large raindrops began falling from the sky one by one.

“…Oh, it’s raining.”

Only then did Sia notice the noticeably darkened sky and realize quite a bit of time had passed.

Looking around, she saw people walking by starting to open their umbrellas one by one.

As the rain grew heavier, Sia fumbled with the phone inside her bag.

‘What should I do? Should I buy an umbrella at a convenience store…?’

She hadn’t brought her wallet separately, so she’d have to turn on her phone to buy an umbrella.

But the moment she turned on her phone, she’d be flooded with messages and missed calls. The thought terrified her, and she couldn’t muster the courage to power it on.

She’d never once thought of herself as someone who avoids things. But right now, she wanted nothing more than to avoid everything happening to her.

“Excuse me.”

Just as she was hesitating about whether to duck into a café, a stranger suddenly approached from behind, holding out an umbrella and speaking to her in a friendly tone.

“Yes?”

Two well-built men who were obviously Alphas looked down at Sia with smiles full of ulterior motives.

“We’ve been watching you for a while, and your pheromones smell really attractive. We’re about to go drinking, if you’ve got time, why don’t you come hang out with us?”

“Ah… I’m sorry. I’m with someone.”

Sia refused with an uncomfortable expression, then mulled over what the man had just said.

‘That’s strange. Wasn’t I imprinted? I can’t sense any Alpha pheromones, so what’s he talking about?’

But if her pheromones really were detectable to other Alphas, that meant there was a possibility the imprint had either broken or hadn’t taken properly in the first place.

The slightly drunk Alphas reeking of alcohol were a bit frightening, but she couldn’t let this opportunity slip away.

Clinging to a thread of hope, she continued speaking in a voice laced with suspicion.

“Besides, I’m a beta. How could I be giving off pheromones?”

“Come on, don’t lie. A beta? Yeah right.”

At Sia’s trembling voice, one of the men let out a snicker and suddenly reached out his hand. He swept her hair aside, then ran his fingers over the dark bite mark left on her nape.

“What beta goes around with an imprint mark like this?”

“Wait. You—you just said my pheromones were attractive. Do I really smell like pheromones to you?”

“Why are you asking me that?”

The Alpha’s grip on Sia’s nape suddenly tightened.

As if finding her naive belief in his lie endearing, the man leaned in close and whispered low in her ear.

“I find omegas with a mate more attractive than those without.”

“You—you knew I had a mate and you’re still doing this? Are you insane?”

“There’s usually only one reason an imprinted omega like you would be wandering around alone. Either your partner cheated on you, or your partner dumped you. Am I wrong?”

“Yes, you’re wrong! God, you’re ridiculous.”

As she struggled, the Alpha who’d been toying with her nape grabbed her slender shoulder.

‘Is this guy really an Alpha? Why is he so weak?’

Thinking back to Jihoon, who’d pinned her whole body so tightly she couldn’t move, the man in front of her, clumsily clutching her shoulder, just seemed somehow lacking.

Sia shoved the Alpha who kept pestering her away, then broke into a run with all her strength.

‘I knew it—I really am properly imprinted!’

It had been a moment where her pointless curiosity nearly got her into serious trouble. Living as an omega really was nothing but a hassle.

“Hey, stop right there!”

“Are you insane? Why do you keep following me?! I’m seriously going to call the cops!”

“Damn it, I told you I like you!”

“Oh my god, you really are crazy! Get lost!”

Those dim-witted Alpha guys might not have any strength, but maybe they have good stamina or something. One of them was keeping pace behind Sia with his long strides as she ran with all her might on her short legs.

Thinking of Jihoon, who used to tear across the schoolyard at incomparable speeds back in their student days, she couldn’t help but question if this guy was really an Alpha, given his speed and gait. But either way, she didn’t have the luxury to analyze such things while trying to escape.

Sia squeezed out every last ounce of strength she had to shake off these drunken troublemakers, tearing through the rain as she ran.

[No, seriously, there are some real freaks out there, okay? There are psychos who specifically target imprinted omegas. Since you can still get pregnant with other Alphas, you always have to be careful!]

Only now did Sia recall the words Yeseo had poured out like nagging back then.

Why hadn’t she taken those words to heart properly at the time?

This whole situation was so frustrating and overwhelming that Sia felt tears threatening to spill over at any moment.

“Haa, ha…”

She hadn’t eaten anything to begin with, and now her strength was draining away, her legs beginning to tremble.

But why? By now they should have given up and fallen behind, yet the Alphas following her showed no signs of fatigue as they continued pursuing her with their clumsy strides.

At first, she just found these idiots bothersome, wondering what they were doing. But as they stubbornly followed her deeper into the alley, fear suddenly began to take hold of her.

‘Did I seriously run into actual psychos?’

Sia clenched her small hands into tight fists as she ran even faster than before.

Though she was shorter than the Alphas and physically inferior by comparison, her endurance was exceptional—she’d always been chosen as a relay runner at school sports festivals.

But as she began running at full speed, the two Alphas following her also picked up their pace, starting to close the distance.

‘Crazy, crazy…!’

Her heart pounded harder and her teeth chattered as fear gripped her—these two massive men seemed ready to chase her to the ends of the earth.

Sia shoved her trembling hands into her bag.

But trying to grab her phone from her bag and turn it on while running was no easy task.

To make matters worse, the raindrops streaming down from the sky kept making the phone slip from her hands.

“No!”

“Thud!” At that moment, her phone hit the ground.

“Park Sia!”

Beyond the troublemaking Alphas, Kang Jihoon, drenched in sweat and rain, came into view.

Despite the torrential downpour, he had run here frantically without even an umbrella, and Sia felt a sudden wave of relief wash over her before she even realized it.

“Sia, are you hurt? Are you okay?”

Jihoon strode past the Alphas and approached her, hugging the small, rain-soaked woman tightly.

As Jihoon held her close, breathing heavily, the two Alphas who had been following Sia exchanged awkward glances before turning away as if their business was done.

“Those, those crazy bastards were chasing me this whole time… but look at them just leaving the second you show up!”

“They’re leaving because they know I’m your mate. That’s why I told you—it’s dangerous to go around alone.”

Having collapsed against Jihoon as the tension left her body, Sia raised her voice and pointed accusingly at the two men who had disappeared without a second thought.

“It’s a good thing I was here—Park Sia, you… you were in real danger.”

“No, I was…”

“Seriously, hic, something terrible could’ve happened!”

When his voice suddenly cracked with tears, Sia looked up at his large frame, her eyes wide like a startled rabbit.

As soon as she saw Kang Jihoon’s eyes, red and bloodshot as he held her, Sia couldn’t hide her bewilderment.

“Hey… Kang Jihoon, are you crying?”

Before she could even finish speaking, thick tears began streaming down Jihoon’s face.

“Hey, what’s wrong with you? Why, why are you crying?”

‘I’m the one who should be crying from fear and shock.’

Sia was utterly flustered by the large man holding her tightly while sobbing his heart out.

“Hic, do you hate me that much? Enough to keep your phone off all day and avoid my calls?”

“N-no. It’s not like that…”

“Am I, sniff, a burden to you?”

“No, it’s not that, I just… sigh“

When Jihoon broke down sobbing, Sia frantically waved her hands.

Watching Jihoon—who looked exactly like a large dog abandoned by its owner—she felt an oddly overwhelming sense of guilt.

She didn’t think she’d done anything terribly wrong to him. Yet somehow, she felt as if she’d done something she shouldn’t have to Jihoon, and apologetic feelings kept blooming within her.

“Sniff, I clearly told you to come straight to me after class. Do you hate being with me so much that you’d rather end up in a dangerous situation like this?”

“No, I’m sorry. It’s just… everything happened so suddenly… I just wanted some time alone for a bit. It’s not because I dislike you…”

Sia patted the large frame clinging to her while breaking out in a nervous sweat.

If she’d known he would cry this heartbrokenly, she would’ve just gone straight to Jihoon after class…

She should’ve at least told him beforehand. That she just wanted to be alone for a little while. That she’d wait at a café by herself for just a few hours, so to wait for her…

Watching Kang Jihoon sob so bitterly, Sia felt a wave of belated regret wash over her like a rising tide.

Was this what it meant to be bound by pheromones and become mates?

As she watched Jihoon cry his heart out, her emotions seemed to synchronize with his—her chest ached, and waves of emotion surged through her.

“Sniff, there’s no guarantee something like this won’t happen again. I’m just… so anxious…”

“B-but… well. You’ll show up for me whenever that happens. Just like now.”

Sia scratched her head sheepishly at her own embarrassing words.

It was a shameless thing to say, considering she’d been dodging him left and right trying to keep her distance, but that single sentence visibly eased Jihoon’s expression.

It seemed she’d managed to say exactly what he’d been wanting to hear.

“Sniff, never turn off your phone again. I installed a location tracking app on it.”

“What?! Wh-when? Without my permission?”

“I set it up so you can check my location on your phone too. Fair and square.”

“Wait, hold on. I’m not really that curious about your location…”

Kang Jihoon started rambling on about how they should get matching accessories with trackers in them for situations like this, or how they should use a couple app that automatically sends emergency alerts when they’re apart for too long—all sorts of unnecessary ideas.

Sia let out a dry laugh and half-listened to his nagging.

‘Well… I guess having someone who’ll come running whenever I’m in danger isn’t the worst thing…’

She’d definitely thought of him as annoying before. Yet just having him here beside her like this made her irregular breathing steady and calmed her anxious heart.

If Jihoon hadn’t been there, what just happened might not have ended as a simple incident—it could’ve turned into something much worse.

She hadn’t realized it before she manifested as an omega. But now that she had, she was starting to think that this male friend she’d always found so repulsive might actually be surprisingly useful to have around.

“I can’t stand being anxious like this. Every time we’re apart, even for a moment, weird guys try to get close to you. Let’s just get married already. Okay?”

“Ha… I was wondering when you’d bring that up again.”

Sia looked at Jihoon with an exasperated expression as he clung to her once more, seizing the opportunity.

“Even if we get married, I’ll make sure you can study as much as you want. If you want, we can even go abroad together. I’ll treat you really well, Sia. Okay?”

Jihoon held tightly onto Sia, who kept brushing off his sincerity, and looked into her big, jet-black eyes as he spoke from the heart.

“I like you, Park Sia.”

“…What?”

“I said I like you. I’ve liked you for a very, very long time.”

When Sia’s expression turned shocked at his sudden, earnest confession, Jihoon squeezed her small hand tightly.

“I loved it even when you’d look at me with that fierce, wildcat-like expression, even when you’d make a face like you couldn’t stand me. All of it. I just… loved you.”

Jihoon held the adorable omega close—she looked like she had no idea how to respond—and kept whispering how much he loved her into her ear.

“I really… love you so much, Sia.”

She was so cute with her face turning bright red at his embarrassing words that every time Jihoon pulled the squirming Sia tighter against him, he felt heat rushing to his groin.

“J-Jihoon Kang. But what’s wrong with you? Your body’s hot.”

“Ah… Fuck.”

Jihoon made a troubled expression as he sensed Sia’s pheromones growing even more intense than before.

“Did you catch a cold? From getting rained on a little? You’re a dominant Alpha, aren’t you?”

“I forgot about it.”

“Forgot what?”

“I think… my cycle’s coming.”

At Jihoon’s voice, which had grown noticeably rougher in an instant, Sia looked up at him with a worried expression.

“Wh-what cycle?”

“I think… my rut is starting.”

His yellow eyes, growing sharper and more vivid than usual, began to gleam—just like a predator staring down its prey.

 

***

“Mmph, ah, ngh…!”

The two rushed into the first motel they could find in the alley, and as soon as the door closed, their lips met at the same time.

Jihoon’s pheromones, now in full rut, were heavier and more sensual than usual.

Completely intoxicated by his scent, Sia stripped off her clothes herself and guided Jihoon’s large hand to her wet sex.

In fact, from the moment Jihoon’s pheromones had begun pouring out stronger than usual, Sia was already wet between her legs. The unmistakable sound of wetness, pooled more than usual, was clear.

“Haa, Jihoon.”

“Hah, Park Sia…”

“Touch me, ngh… h-here…”

What Alpha could maintain their reason before a lovely omega spreading her legs wide and begging to be filled?

“Hah, you want me to touch your pussy?”

“Mm, yes. Jihoon. My pussy, hah, touch my pussy.”

“Will just touching it be enough for you?”

“No, hah, you… put it in, ah, ahh…!”

Jihoon let out a ragged breath at the seductive sight of Sia using his hand to rub her wet pussy, and thrust his already erect cock inside her.

“Hah… Sia, mmph.”

“Jihoon, there, ngh…!”

Her inner walls, which had been penetrated day after day, took him in more easily than usual.

The tight, warm walls felt so good no matter when he entered that Jihoon pulled her slender body into a tight embrace and frantically showered kisses along her slender neck and protruding collarbone.

“Mmph, nngh…!”

Soon after, rough thrusting followed.

“Ah, ngh, there, s-so good. Jihoon, hah…!”

“Haa, here?”

The obscene sounds created by the wetness dripping from Sia’s pussy and Jihoon’s precum filled the cramped motel room.

The pleasure from Jihoon’s hot cock pounding her inner walls hard enough to make wet slapping sounds was so dizzying that Sia clung to him frantically, letting out broken moans.

His massive cock pressed even harder against her inner walls than usual. His firm arms wrapped tightly around her, trapping her whole body. The pheromones, so intoxicating they made her feel like she might lose her mind… Everything was unbearably stimulating.

Sia twisted her hips in rhythm with Jihoon’s thrusts, moaning continuously.

“Even if you don’t like me—hah—I don’t care anymore.”

“What are you, ngh, talking about…?”

“I’ll make you happy, Sia.”

“Mmph, Jihoon, there… hah, ah…!”

“I love you… Park Sia, ngh, I love you.”

Strangely, she didn’t dislike his clumsy, rough confession filled with sincerity.

It was just a simple ‘I love you,’ but strangely, it made her ache even more below her navel.

“I love you, Sia, I love you so much.”

With his repeated confessions, Sia’s heart fluttered.

Though his eyes were sharp and fierce with arousal, the rims of Jihoon’s eyes were red.

Somehow, that sight made him seem so pitiful and adorable, and Sia carefully took hold of Jihoon’s large hand.

Beyond their clasped hands, she felt the warmth.

“Jihoon…”

“Yeah. Hah, I’m here, Sia.”

Jihoon repeatedly squeezed the small hand that wriggled and touched his own. His long, firm fingers interlaced with Sia’s small ones, wrapping around each knuckle.

“Did you really… like me? Even back then?”

“Really. I couldn’t sleep all night thinking about you bawling your eyes out over getting second place.”

“Hah, seriously… isn’t that kind of twisted?”

Jihoon tenderly peppered the small hand that fit perfectly in his large one with smacking kisses. Just fondling her hand made him feel like he could actually come.

“I jerked off, hah, thinking about how you used to cut my eraser in half when I crossed the line.”

“You’re crazy… mmph, mm…!”

Jihoon swallowed Sia’s plump lips whole as she cursed adorably, and thrust his tongue inside.

No matter when he tasted them, her lips were always so sweet. He felt so blissful that the corners of his mouth kept curling up, even as his chest swelled with emotion.

Their lips immediately crashed together, tongues tangling in a deep, intense kiss.

“Hah, mm…”

Sia wrapped her arms around Jihoon’s thick nape and moved her tongue eagerly.

The soft touch of his large hands caressing her, the scent of Jihoon’s pheromones at the tip of her nose—it all felt so intoxicating that she kept finding herself clinging to him without realizing it.

Watching Park Sia rub her small body against him as she licked at his tongue was so adorable that Jihoon’s nose tingled again. His chest kept swelling with emotion.

Could someone really keep falling for the same person over and over without ever getting tired of it? A burning desire to do anything for her welled up endlessly inside him.

The way she didn’t reject him and begged for his kisses was lovely, like a little bird.

Jihoon planted a series of smacking baby kisses as he rubbed his cock deep inside her walls.

Each time he thrust his cock into her, the way her insides clenched around him so deliciously felt so good that tears threatened to spill from his eyes.

“Hah, Jihoon.”

“Mm? Sia.”

Jihoon gazed tenderly at his lovely omega, who was panting with her face buried against his shoulder.

“Your cock feels even hotter than usual.”

Park Sia, her face flushed bright red from arousal, twisted her slender waist as she let out whimpering moans.

Jihoon barely swallowed the laughter threatening to burst out as he stroked her soft pubic hair.

When he caressed her plump pussy as if to tickle her, he could clearly feel her inner walls flinching and clenching his cock even tighter.

“My cock feels hotter than usual?”

“Ngh, yeah…”

“So, you don’t like it?”

“That’s, hah, not it…”

“Ha, Sia.”

Jihoon let out a ragged breath as he hugged Sia so tightly it felt like he might crush her.

Startled by the sudden pressure, Sia flailed and squirmed, but he wrapped his arms and legs around her small body like chains.

Then he frantically left bite marks all over her neck, collarbone, and breasts, which were already covered in red and purple marks.

The tiny omega before him was so adorable that abnormal, sadistic urges kept surging up—the desire to devour every bit of this small body.

“What did you eat to get this cute, huh.”

Jihoon pulled her slender body tight against him and pounded into her frantically.

Each time his thick, long cock mercilessly struck her inner walls, Sia trembled all over from the strange sensations spreading through her body.

Intense pleasure crashed over her again and again, like powerful electric currents running through her. Her insides gushed and overflowed with wetness.

Her mind went blank as an orgasm more intense than usual gripped her entire body.

“Jihoon, g-gentle, it’s so deep, mmph…!”

“I like you so much, Sia.”

“Wait, Jihoon… ngh…!”

Jihoon’s cock, already filling her inner walls completely, began to swell even more. The scorching heat that seemed like it couldn’t possibly grow any larger expanded to its limit, pressing against her walls.

His cock, which had already been overwhelmingly huge, was now swelling to its absolute maximum capacity—she could feel it vividly.

Her inner walls, already hypersensitive from just reaching climax, were being stimulated again, and tears streamed down Sia’s face.

“Hng, Jihoon, this… feels weird.”

“I love you, Park Sia…”

“Jihoon, hng, your thing, it’s weird, it’s so weird… right?”

The overwhelming pressure filling her belly made Sia twist her waist and writhe. The excessively heavy pressure made her feel like she might retch. Grotesquely swollen as his cock was, sounds that could have been screams or moans kept bursting from her lips.

“No, hng, this, take it out. Just for a second, take it out.”

“No. Haa, let’s make a baby. Sia.”

“It’s weird, hup, Jihoon… Jihoon, it hurts.”

She stretched out her small hands to hit and push against his pelvis, twisting her waist. It felt exactly like forcibly shoving a massive key into a tiny keyhole. Despite her inner walls being drenched, it felt strangely tight.

The unfamiliar sensation of being filled to bursting made tears pour down her face without her realizing it. She twisted her waist and pleaded desperately with Jihoon.

“Jihoon, please, hng, it hurts, okay?”

“Haa… Sia, I love you.”

But despite her desperate pleas, he only exhaled ragged breaths and pulled her even tighter against him.

His eyes, clouded unlike usual, were eerily frightening.

Like a male in the middle of mating, his gaze, flushed red with heat, was focused solely on where their bodies joined.

At the dark expression that contradicted his lips murmuring about love, Sia grew even more frightened and struggled to escape his embrace.

“Jihoon, this, why…?”

But something was wrong. No matter how much she bucked her hips or twisted her waist, his cock remained lodged deep inside her walls, refusing to budge even slightly.

“Sia, I love you. Haa, I love you…”

“Hah, ah, ngh, Jihoon, wait…!”

With Jihoon’s cock filling her so tightly her inner walls felt packed, he continued his rough thrusts.

As the dull, persistent sensation of him pressing deep against her cervix continued, Sia trembled all over and tried desperately to push him away with her small hands.

But the more she moved, the more his swollen cock stayed tightly wedged inside her, as if it were caught, refusing to budge.

“Jihoon, this, hah, ngh, ah!”

At his abnormally violent movements, tears finally burst from Sia’s large eyes.

Tears streamed down her face, and saliva kept dripping from between her lips, just like the juices running from her pussy.

“Haah, hic, hng, ngh, it hurts, hic…!”

“Hah, Park Sia, Sia.”

“No, Jihoon, please…”

Even as she flailed her arms and legs trying to escape him, it was meaningless resistance.

As if punishing the omega trying to escape him, Jihoon—his reason completely gone—mercilessly showered her body with kisses while thrusting his hips violently.

“Haaah, hic, Jihoon, Jihoon…!”

She was so out of breath it felt like her breath was rising up to the tip of her tongue. Her eyes completely unfocused, Sia panted as she called Jihoon’s name.

Under the relentless stimulation, her entire body felt disconnected, as if she’d fallen into zero gravity.

Saliva kept dripping from between her parted lips, but she couldn’t close her mouth. All she could manage was to gasp for breath and barely cling to consciousness.

Like a deflated balloon, Sia was mercilessly shaken, forced to endure every rough sensation the dominant Alpha inflicted on her.

“Hah, Ji, Jihoon, slow, haah, ngh, ahng, ah!”

“Haah, Sia, hah…!”

Soon she felt something hot suddenly gush from the tip of his swollen cockhead—a strange, unfamiliar sensation.

For a long while, a massive amount of cum poured out endlessly. It was enough to fill her belly and then some.

“Haah, why, why again…!”

Just when she thought she could finally catch her breath, Jihoon—still not pulling out—began violently slamming his hips against her once more.

“Hah, no, it’s too much… Jihoon, hah…!”

The cum pooled inside Sia’s walls frothed white under his relentless thrusting. The heavy slap of his balls against her perineum echoed lewdly through the cramped motel room.

“I love you, Sia. Haah…”

“Hup, ngh, Jihoon, ugh…!”

Despite the overwhelming, exhausting sex that made her gag repeatedly, the dominant Alpha’s thick pheromones wrapped around her completely, causing wave after wave of orgasms to crash over her delicate body.

“Hah, Sia… I love you, hup.”

Jihoon, his eyes wild and his reason completely gone, frantically marked her body with his teeth and let out rough moans.

The wet slapping sounds continued, accompanied by the obscene squelching of love juices which were impossible to tell whose they were anymore.

Through her fading consciousness, Sia struggled to recall what she’d learned in middle school sex ed about Alpha knotting.

Alphas in rut can only pull out once they’re satisfied.

That’s why having sex with an Alpha in rut is extremely risky unless they’re your destined mate or partner—the chance of pregnancy is dangerously high…

As if to prove it, his cock, buried deep inside her walls, stayed locked in place, fitting so perfectly it was as if it had always belonged there, not leaving the slightest gap.

“Jihoon, ah, there, hup, no, ngh…!”

“Sia, hup, I love you.”

The animalistic mating went on all night.

Like a male beast in heat, Jihoon—driven by nothing but instinct—gripped Sia’s limp waist and pounded into her for hours without stopping.

Eventually, pale dawn light crept through the window that had been pitch black, but his monstrous thrusting didn’t stop.

Even as he held Sia in his arms, she still wasn’t enough—he felt parched with thirst. It still wasn’t enough. To a degree that seemed abnormal even to himself, sadistic desires for conquest and lust kept boiling over again and again.

“Hah, Sia… I love you so, so much.”

Jihoon pulled her small, delicate body tightly against him as he let out ragged breaths.

He gazed at the omega trapped in his embrace and meticulously licked every corner of her sweat-drenched body with his broad tongue.

Tears, beads of sweat, pussy juice—whatever came from her body, it was all unbearably sweet.

“I can’t wait to see you pregnant, Park Sia.”

His omega would soon be carrying his baby, and she was so overwhelmingly precious to him that like a starving beast, he devoured her mercilessly, again and again.

 

***

Kang Jihoon first met Park Sia when they were in first grade of elementary school.

[Oh my, so you’re Jihoon. You look just like your brother—so handsome.]

[Jihoon, how are your mother and father doing?]

[As expected from a dominant Alpha family, Jihoon is already so tall!]

From the moment he enrolled, Jihoon found it utterly annoying how teachers and parents acted overly friendly once they learned he was the youngest grandson of K Corporation.

Perhaps it was because he’d grown up surrounded by adults who made such a fuss over him, and peers who—having learned from those adults—pretended to be overly chummy with him. The moment Jihoon saw the people around him, all carbon copies of one another, he felt not even a shred of excitement about his newly begun elementary school life.

Unlike his classmates, who were buzzing with excitement about starting in a new environment, Jihoon was staring indifferently at the blackboard when it happened.

Because he was already as tall as the sixth graders even though he was only in first grade, Jihoon sat in the very back row. From there, he noticed a tiny, peanut-sized girl sitting in the very front.

“Now, who wants to solve this problem?”

“Teacher! Me! Me!”

With her big eyes sparkling, that girl listened to every lesson as if she was desperate for praise and attention from all the teachers, always shooting her hand up first to answer every single class.

‘Why is she showing off like that? Is she just an attention seeker?’

Jihoon had never liked people who tried to stand out or draw attention to themselves. Maybe that’s why this little girl, always scrambling to hog the spotlight every class, felt like a thorn in his side.

After hearing from friends that her family couldn’t really afford to send her to a private elementary school, her behavior seemed even more pathetic to him.

‘Of course, it’s always the ones who grew up with nothing who try so hard to get noticed.’

Maybe it was because memories of countless people fawning over him and his parents, all desperate to get on their good side, flashed through his mind like a panorama.

To Jihoon, this peanut-sized girl straining so hard for recognition just looked pathetic and foolish.

She kept overlapping in his mind with all the insignificant people he’d met over the years, and he wanted nothing to do with that girl who always seemed desperate for attention.

And so, Jihoon’s first impression of Sia was decidedly unfavorable.

Fortunately, since they ran in completely different circles, they spent nearly a whole year in the same class without exchanging a single proper word.

He figured that next year they’d be in different classes anyway, and then he wouldn’t have to see that annoying face shooting her hand up every lesson going “Me! Me!”

But strangely enough, when second grade came around, and then third grade, the two of them ended up in the same class again.

Even though his school only had three classes per grade, it was odd how they kept ending up together year after year.

As he found out by chance later, it turned out the teachers had deliberately kept placing them in the same class year after year, viewing the two as good-natured rivals.

But just as much as Jihoon found her distasteful, with each passing year, Sia began to regard Jihoon with equal displeasure.

When Jihoon learned the reason, he was dumbfounded.

Because she ended up in the same class as Jihoon every year, no matter how good Sia’s grades were, she was stuck as perpetual runner-up.

‘Is she insane? She has the nerve to hate me?’

A girl who couldn’t know her place, jealous of him and desperate to beat him—she was pathetic, not even worth acknowledging. It was so absurd, Jihoon found Sia even more unbearable to look at.

“Wow, Jihoon took first place on this unit test too! Everyone give a round of applause to Jihoon for studying so hard!”

As usual, the monthly math unit test came around, and Jihoon naturally scored a perfect mark and claimed first place once again.

Called up to the teacher’s desk, Jihoon caught sight of Sia—her small hands clenched into fists, looking like little rice-cake balls, her face twisted in frustration—and let out a small chuckle.

He’d always thought being called to the front and being praised for something so trivial was all just needless fuss he disliked.

But watching that little girl glare at him like she could die from hating him, he found himself thinking maybe this sort of thing wasn’t so bad after all.

“Hard work, yeah right. All he does is play around…”

Jihoon ignored the sharp, resentful glare Sia shot at him, her plump lips twitching with irritation, and basked in the attention and cheers pouring over him.

To him, a math unit test or any other minor exam wasn’t a big deal. Yet somehow, just knowing there was someone trembling with frustration trying to compete with him made his score feel special. Unlike before, when good grades left him numb, now he felt drunk on the thrill of victory.

Time passed, the year turned, and once again the two of them ended up in the same class as if it were only natural.

After both had moved up to the upper grades, on a day when there was an art competition, long after class had ended and everyone else had gone home.

Jihoon, who was on classroom duty that day, found Sia sitting alone in the empty classroom, adding shading with crayons to a densely filled sheet of drawing paper.

“Park Sia. Aren’t you going home?”

“…Mind your own business.”

“Hey. Can’t you tell time? Class ended ages ago.”

Having emptied the trash and finished tidying up, Jihoon spoke in an irritated tone as he watched Sia sit rooted to her spot like a statue.

He needed her to move so he could finish up and go home, but that mean little girl wouldn’t even look at him when he spoke—just kept her nose buried in her sketchbook.

Jihoon crossed his arms and asked Sia, who was gripping her crayon tightly in her small, maple-leaf-shaped hands as she drew.

“I’m genuinely curious—why are you trying so hard? I’m going to win this competition anyway.”

At Jihoon’s words, Sia finally furrowed her brow and glared at him with an angry expression.

Watching her delicate features scrunch up on her tiny face, Jihoon thought it was quite a sight and continued mockingly.

“I hate saying this myself, but you’ll never beat me. I’m just naturally gifted.”

“What are you talking about?”

Those jet-black eyes that usually just glanced at him sideways like a flounder were now looking straight at him, and the thrill of it sent a shiver down his spine.

Uncharacteristically, Jihoon kept spouting unnecessary nonsense.

“I’m fucking smart, you know. No matter how much you stay up all night cramming until your nose bleeds like you do, you can’t beat what you’re born with—it’s in the genes. So stop struggling so hard. You’re so tiny already, it’s pathetic watching you flail around like this. I’m giving you advice out of pity.”

Jihoon tapped his own head with his hand and let out a snicker.

“So just give up, perpetual runner-up. If you want to blame someone, blame your genes.”

The words “perpetual runner-up” made Sia bristle as she bit down hard on her lip and glared at Jihoon venomously. Her large eyes, colored with humiliation, soon welled up with glistening tears.

“I… I absolutely hate people like you who don’t put in any effort and live so arrogantly!”

Jihoon looked down with interest at the tiny girl trembling while biting her lip tightly.

He’d always thought she had a feisty side, but seeing her like this—clenching her small hands into fists and growling—she reminded him of that white cat from the neighborhood that would puff up its fur and hiss whenever it saw him……

For some reason, a strange urge welled up in him to poke, poke at her quivering, rounded forehead.

A wicked impulse rose within him—to forcibly pry open those tightly clenched little fists and see what it would feel like to poke his fingers in.

“You might have a decent brain and study better than me, but my art skills are better than yours. I’m definitely going to win first place in the art competition.”

Even though her eyes were rimmed red, Sia stubbornly fought to hold back her tears as she buried her face back in her sketchbook, continuing to work on the shading.

Jihoon glared darkly at the girl who was ignoring him, his voice dripping with irritation.

“Park Sia. I’m on cleaning duty, you know? You being here this late is a fucking pain in the ass for me.”

“I’ll clean up everything before I leave. Go ahead and leave first.”

In the end, Sia was disqualified from that art competition for failing to submit within the time limit.

Jihoon had expected her to bawl her eyes out and throw a fit, but surprisingly, she seemed calm about it.

If anything, she seemed to have no regrets about challenging herself to the very end, simply opening her book with the same composed expression as always and studying for other subjects.

‘Is Park Sia actually insane?’

After that day, Jihoon found himself strangely curious about that lively girl.

Oddly enough, his eyes kept drifting toward her, never knowing which way she’d bounce next.

That day of the art competition. He kept remembering those large, glistening eyes that had stared straight at him. Before he knew it, whenever he was bored, he started hovering around her and messing with her.

“Hey, Park Joraengie.”

“Wh-what?”

Jihoon really did poke and prod at her hands, teasing her.

“Your hands, I mean. They look exactly like Joraeng tteok.”

“Joraeng… Do you really want to die?”

As he poked at her hands that really did look like Joraeng tteok, giggling all the while, Park Sia recoiled in utter disgust, hissing like a cat with its hackles raised. The sight was so cute and entertaining it felt addictive.

“Wow, I’m really not scared at all. Amazing. Is it because you’re so short?”

“Hey! Kang Jihoon!”

“Huh? You’re so tiny I can’t even see you. I just hear a voice coming from somewhere…”

“Do you seriously want to die?!”

Once Jihoon started calling Sia “Park Joraeng,” soon the whole school began calling her Park Joraeng too.

When even the teachers started playfully calling Sia “Joraeng” when they saw her, Sia began to completely ignore Jihoon.

But the more she ignored him, the more he wanted to tease her—that’s just how people are.

Jihoon begged his mom to arrange group tutoring with Sia.

“Mom. These days, kids my age start preparing for college essays early. My friends are already getting tutoring for reading and analyzing books, so can I do that too?”

“What’s gotten into you, asking for tutoring? Sure. I’ll find you a teacher.”

“But I don’t want to do it alone—I want to do it with Park Sia.”

“Sia? That tiny girl?”

“Yeah. She may be short, but she’s the smartest kid in our class. Everyone else in my class is a bunch of idiots except her.”

Hearing him say that being around Sia motivated him, his mother thought Sia would be someone who could help her son and took quite a liking to her.

Jihoon’s mother persuaded Sia’s parents, who were worried about the financial burden, and agreed that Jihoon’s family would cover all the costs.

Unaware of all this background, Sia was furious about suddenly having to do group tutoring with Kang Jihoon, but her mother, who was passionate about private education, wasn’t about to pass up the golden opportunity when the wife of K Group’s chairman offered free group tutoring.

“Sia, don’t just leave—stay and have dinner with us. Do you like sushi?”

“…Sushi?”

“Yes. I got takeout from Jihoon’s favorite sushi place. Let’s eat together, okay? I also bought some pudding that you like.”

“Oh… thank you.”

With the group tutoring arrangement, they gradually started having dinner together and spending more time together.

Despite refusing to exchange even a single word with Jihoon privately, Sia began chatting quite comfortably with Jihoon’s mother.

Jihoon’s mother gushed about how much she adored the polite and well-mannered Sia, saying she’d love to have a daughter-in-law like her someday.

Whenever that happened, Jihoon would snap at her to stop saying such ridiculous things, but the thought of marrying Sia and living together under one roof didn’t actually feel so bad.

Even though she was grumpy and sharp-tongued, he thought life with a woman like Park Sia would never be boring.

And so, while indulging in fantasies about marrying Park Sia, the day came for the mandatory swimming class at school.

That was the day Park Sia, who hated swimming, watched Jihoon do the butterfly stroke and couldn’t help but gape in admiration.

“What’s up, Park Joraeng? Are you zoning out looking at me right now? Is it because I’m so damn good at the butterfly stroke?”

That day, seeing Sia look at him with that admiring expression made him feel oddly proud.

That night, seeing Sia in her swimsuit, her chest looking strangely fuller than usual, left him with a peculiar, indecent feeling.

That night, Park Sia appeared in his dream without a single thread of clothing on.

Those big eyes that always glared at him or looked right past him were now gazing up at him, shimmering with tears.

From those lips that always hurled harsh words at him, confessions of love flowed out, sweet as honey.

His chest ached, and heat kept rising in his lower body.

When he pulled her small, pale body into his arms and kissed her softly, she felt so warm and soft in his embrace that it made him feel incredible.

If only those big eyes would look at him and him alone.

If only those small hands would gently hold his.

If only they could wake up every morning, side by side in the same bed.

The intoxicating fantasies spiraled out of control, and that night, Jihoon had his first wet dream, with Sia as the object of his desire.

Though he hadn’t yet manifested as an Alpha, his grandfather, father, and brothers were all dominant Alphas, so he was certain the trait test would confirm him as one too.

Besides, his natural physique, exceptional intellect, and outstanding athletic ability since childhood all screamed Alpha—someone born with superior genes.

Perhaps it was because he’d grown up naturally observing and learning from the world of Alphas. Jihoon knew all too well that Alphas wouldn’t rest until they possessed whoever first captured their heart.

Every Alpha he knew stopped at nothing—even illegal methods—to claim the Omega they desired, using any and all means necessary.

Once he coolly accepted his feelings for Sia, everything she did started to look adorable and endearing.

The way her tiny hands fumbled with things, the way she stuffed her fair cheeks full of food and chewed away. The way she lugged around that heavy backpack, as big as her own body and like a turtle shell. The way she wore her uniform—oversized and baggy, unlike the other girls, as if it were a hand-me-down. Everything.

Every moment of Sia seemed charming to Jihoon.

‘Park Sia is obviously going to be an Omega.’

Jihoon smirked as he watched Sia glare at him with those flounder eyes she always made whenever she saw him.

Anyone could see that tiny, petite Sia Park would naturally manifest as an Omega. Once she did, making her his would be a piece of cake.

Given the nature of Alphas and Omegas, being drawn to each other’s pheromones was inevitable, and if he could just create a brief moment alone with her, he was confident he could immediately imprint on her and make her his Omega.

But contrary to his hopes, Sia was classified as a Beta.

The day Sia was classified as a Beta, Jihoon felt like his world was collapsing. It was the first time in his life he’d ever felt so powerless.

He’d even taken up competitive swimming seriously for a while—all because of Sia Park, who, at least to him, seemed to watch him as if entranced…

But after that day, no matter how well he placed in competitions, no matter how subtly he let videos of his meets slip to her, she remained utterly indifferent, ignoring him completely.

No matter how much he tried to catch her attention, fluttering around her like a peacock, to Sia he seemed to be nothing more and nothing less than an annoying rival.

He’d even tried confessing to her properly—preparing a surprise gift for her birthday, attempting to speak to her gently—but she still glared at him with blazing eyes the moment she saw him, making it impossible to close the distance between them.

What’s more, she seemed to hate him more with each passing year, and it was eating Jihoon alive.

Intellectually, Jihoon understood that Sia Park, who was obsessed with grades, became more wary of him and kept him more in check as a rival with each passing year. But emotionally, he couldn’t accept the reality that, as much as he loved her, he was hated by her.

Every time he saw Sia growing more beautiful, his chest would tighten with both a tingling ache and an uncontrollable anxiety that kept rising within him.

After realizing he wasn’t the only one who found her beautiful—that there were countless other guys who thought the same—Jihoon felt he couldn’t waste any more time like this.

On that rainy day when he saw Sia in her soaked school uniform blouse, her bra visible through the wet fabric, a fierce urge surged through him—if only he could drag her somewhere and touch her budding breasts like rice cakes.

What would the inside of those pale thighs look like?

If he spread those supple legs wide open, what would her vulva look like? What would it smell like?

How sweet would those plump, red lips taste—the ones that always spoke such hateful words to him?

Just looking at her made him lose his reason; he felt his lower body swell with arousal, and a primal instinct surged through him to make her his, no matter what.

He’d grown up hearing that the possessiveness and obsession of dominant Alphas were incomparable to ordinary people, but experiencing those feelings firsthand made each day painful and agonizing.

Thinking of Sia made his chest tingle with happiness one moment, then ache so sharply the next that breathing became difficult.

So as soon as Jihoon entered university, he hatched a plan to turn Sia into an omega.

For a long time, he flooded her room with the toxic pheromones of a dominant Alpha. He recruited team members to sabotage her presentation, got her drunk until she lost consciousness, and then relentlessly poured out his pheromones until he finally succeeded in transforming her into an omega in heat.

Jihoon showered soft kisses on Sia as she slept in his arms, panting softly in her sleep.

The sensation of still being joined as one was unbearably good, and he thrust even deeper, grinding his cock against her cervix where it was already pressed.

“Mmnh, ngh…”

At Jihoon’s persistent grinding motions, pained moans spilled from between Sia’s lips. Her pale, voluptuous ass twitched as she whimpered.

At the sight, his cock—still swollen—grew hard again, veins bulging and flushed.

“Ha, I’m going crazy.”

Staring at his member that refused to soften no matter how tightly he held her, Jihoon pulled her even tighter against him.

Before long, bright light streamed through the small motel window. The two greeted the morning in a motel room saturated with pheromones.

Jihoon called the front desk to extend their stay for several more days, then drifted off to sleep with his cock still buried inside her.

The rut he experienced with his beloved omega was even more ecstatic and blissful than he’d imagined.

“I can’t wait for you to be pregnant with our baby, Sia.”

Jihoon murmured softly as he caressed her thin belly, bulging from holding him inside.

The thought of spending days on end like conjoined twins—bathing together, eating together, all while staying joined as one—sent another tingle through his lower abdomen.

After such a long, long time of patience, he’d finally taken his beloved Park Sia into his arms. There was nothing more he could wish for.

Jihoon gazed tenderly at his lovely omega, who no longer looked at him with eyes full of disgust or hatred, and once again showered her thin body with kisses.

***

Beta lit major Park Sia actually married Kang Jihoon, the business major who’s a dominant Alpha?

-Shotgun wedding… haha

-Wait, shotgun wedding for real? Crazy, is Park Sia pregnant?

-Turns out Park Sia wasn’t a beta but an omega lol what a scam lol

-Every time someone posted asking if they were dating, people kept adamantly denying it lololol

-I never believed that for a second

-Same 222222222

-Everyone in the business department knew that Kang Jihoon had someone he liked.

-The rumors were all over the lit department too…

“There’s another post about us. Be honest with me. Kang Jihoon, did you hire people to post these?”

Sia, who’d been lounging against the sofa, looked up at Jihoon with suspicion written all over her face after seeing the post on Eta.

“Hm? What are you talking about?”

When Jihoon answered in a sweetly feigned tone of ignorance, Sia let out a soft sigh and kept grumbling.

“Look at this. Who the hell keeps posting these threads? Why are people so obsessed with me when I’m just a regular person?”

Or wait, maybe they’re just really interested in you?

Sia muttered under her breath as she handed her phone to Jihoon.

“As if I hired anyone. This oppa has always been popular from the start, you know.”

“Hmm… You don’t think one of your fans is holding a grudge and doing this, do you?”

Sia’s plump lips jutted out as she grumbled, looking unbearably cute. Jihoon scooted right up next to her and pulled her into his arms.

“Stop looking at that stuff. It’s not good for the baby.”

Jihoon planted a loud kiss on Sia’s soft cheek, then nuzzled his face against her chest.

These days, Sia had filled out nicely, making her even softer and more adorable than before.

Even with Jihoon fussing over her, Sia kept her serious expression as she scrolled through the comments on Eta.

Every time a comment popped up saying Jihoon was too good for her, Sia’s big eyes would shake violently—you could feel her agitation.

It seemed Jihoon’s fans were really getting under her skin.

“Park Sia, are you jealous?”

“Well… I’m not exactly thrilled about it.”

“Not thrilled?”

“You’ve always been popular. Even back in school.”

At Sia’s unexpected response, Jihoon’s face went blank before breaking into a goofy grin.

“What, what? Kang Jihoon, why are you smiling like that? It’s creepy.”

“Because I’m happy you’re jealous.”

As he pulled her into a tight embrace and rubbed his face roughly against her, Sia grumbled and struggled to push his head away with her small hands.

“I’m not jealous, okay?”

“God… this is amazing. Park Sia’s actually jealous.”

“Ugh, seriously. I said I’m not jealous!”

Jihoon completely ignored whatever she was saying and nuzzled his face all over the nape of her neck like an oversized dog.

The sweet scent of apricot at the tip of my nose was irresistibly pleasant.

“But how did you know I was popular back in school?”

“…How could I not know? You always had girls trailing after you like a string of candy.”

Sia answered curtly, trying to push away his large body that kept clinging to her.

As much as she hated to admit it, Kang Jihoon had been annoyingly popular ever since elementary school.

Whenever there was any kind of special day, girls would line up to confess to him and give him gifts, and even her best friend Yeseo—famous for being obsessed with good looks—would endlessly praise Jihoon’s looks.

They were often mistaken for a couple when they were together, and each time, Jihoon wouldn’t properly clear things up for some reason, which often put her in awkward situations.

She’d never told Jihoon, but it often caused her trouble.

The truth was, the reason she’d avoided and distanced herself from him even more during their school days was because she didn’t want to deal with unnecessary misunderstandings.

“What good did all that popularity do me? The one person I actually liked never even glanced my way.”

“Well, back then… I didn’t really like you all that much.”

At Jihoon’s voice, somehow full of hurt feelings, Sia laughed awkwardly as she spoke.

“What about now? Do you like me now?”

“I don’t know. Why are you being so gross, seriously.”

“Be honest. You liked me from the moment you first saw me, didn’t you?”

“I told you, no? I really found you super annoying at first and totally hated you.”

“But you like me now. Right?”

“I still don’t like you that much, you know?”

“Pfft, liar.”

Jihoon mercilessly showered kisses on those mischievous lips that deliberately chose only mean things to say.

He knew full well that she no longer disliked his touch, that she sometimes subtly initiated physical contact first, that when they slept together she unconsciously wriggled her way into his arms, and that despite her grumbling, she blushed when looking at him and occasionally wore an expression that said she found him adorable.

“Babe, the longer you stay in denial, the more you’re just wearing yourself out, you know?”

Jihoon chuckled as he gently licked her soft lips.

Even now was no different. How could his heart not race at the sight of his adorable omega, eyes squeezed tightly shut, quietly accepting his sudden kisses?

He was gently stroking Sia’s slender back with his large hand, slowly sliding his tongue into her mouth, when—

Ding—

Message notifications went off in rapid succession on Jihoon’s phone.

Posted on Eta and it’s blowing up again. Tons of comments coming in, lol.

When Jihoon checked his phone to see who had just put a damper on this fantastic mood, it was a message from a senior classmate who’d been the team leader of Sia’s group project.

[Thanks, man. Haha. I’ll buy you a drink next time.]

[No worries. It’s better to spread the word when stuff like this happens anyway. Congrats, btw lol. And thanks a ton for setting things up. I’ll treat you to a proper meal later!]

Jihoon let out a soft laugh and pulled Sia into a tight embrace—she couldn’t resist and had already gone back to reading her parenting book.

Ever diligent about everything, Sia had been throwing herself into preparing for parenthood since finding out she was pregnant, devouring YouTube videos and every bestselling parenting guide she could get her hands on.

Maybe it was because she was an omega he’d bonded with, or maybe because it was a rut he’d experienced with his lifelong crush. Either way, Jihoon had filled her with his cum more times than he could count.

Even though Sia was an enthusiastic omega, it would’ve been stranger if she hadn’t gotten pregnant after being tormented for days on end by a dominant Alpha in rut.

In any case, the news of their pregnancy seemed to bring both sets of parents boundless joy, and they received permission to marry in record time without a single objection.

Jihoon obediently followed both families’ advice that it would be dangerous for pregnant Sia to live alone, and immediately brought her to his apartment.

He’d chosen this place from the start thinking it would be the perfect newlywed home for when he eventually married Sia, and now that she was here with him—no, now that the three of them, including their baby, occupied this space—he couldn’t ask for anything more.

“…Kang Jihoon, are you really that happy?”

“Yeah. So happy. More than any words could express.”

Sia looked at the big lug beside her who couldn’t stop grinning and gave him a look that said he was hopeless.

From the moment he saw those two lines appear on the pregnancy test, Jihoon had been acting like he’d won the entire world—and watching him, Sia felt certain that marrying him would be okay.

She never could have imagined in her wildest dreams that she’d end up with this ending alongside that guy friend—whom she used to despise. But being with Jihoon promised reasonably fun and peaceful days ahead, so Sia decided to move in together.

“I still can’t believe there’s a baby inside someone as tiny as you.”

Jihoon gently caressed her still-flat belly, where it was hard to believe new life was growing.

Watching her fiancé stick to her like glue all day long, constantly stroking her stomach, Sia let out a small chuckle.

She’d definitely hated him more than anyone in the world.

There had been times when just seeing his face irritated her, when she hadn’t even wanted to speak to him.

She was once again amazed that sitting side by side like this, talking about their future, had become such a natural part of everyday life.

“Sia, I really love you.”

“Yeah.”

“I really, really love you so much.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.”

Jihoon kept peppering kisses across Sia’s face and the nape of her neck with soft smacking sounds, and Sia soon patted his large frame as if resigned to her fate.

Jihoon leaned against her, indulging himself to his heart’s content now that she no longer pushed him away.

The peaceful weekend afternoon spent with the woman he had loved all his life, unrequited, made him so happy that Jihoon felt tears threatening to spill without warning.

“Park Sia, I’m going to make you truly happy.”

Jihoon promised his lifelong, unwavering love to the only omega who made his heart race.

And upon the deep imprint mark etched like a wedding ring, he showered it with kisses of vow.

[Main Story Complete]