Chapter 162: Back To That Key Moment ③

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Chapter 162: Back To That Key Moment ③

Shang Ke took a group of soldiers out for a month of field combat training. Before leaving, he prepared plenty of pastries and several kinds of sauce to keep Rhine company through his lonely month.

Rhine stayed in the empty mansion, eating desserts dipped in jam with a grave expression and distant eyes. Those not in the know-how would have thought he was thinking about some important matters of the country when he was just actually moody because he missed a certain someone.

In Rhine’s memories, he and Filmore had always acted together, whether fighting Insectoids on the frontier or carrying out special missions. Now Rhine spent most of his time in the capital, while Filmore still had to lead troops out on exercises and assignments from time to time.

Although they were not separated for long, every time they were, he would always feel flustered and wished he could tie the man to his side. But due to his desire to trust and respect the other, Rhine did not act on his own and move Filmore to a civilian post. Besides, he would rather fight together with him on a battlefield than to be here with a group of morally grey schemers.

With his lover away, Rhine’s eyes once again turned into a pair of memorial-photo scanners that made everyone he looked at feel as though he were already choosing their funeral portrait.

I really want to just massacre them all… A greatly bored Rhine sat within the command room full of immaculately dressed senior military officers as dangerous thoughts flickered through his mind.

Everyone in the command room all shivered. They would recently all feel a chill, they really wondered why…

Rhine refused a couple invitations from officers after the meeting and had his adjutant send him straight home.

The car was halfway home when a figure suddenly rushed out from the sidewalk. The adjutant immediately slammed his foot down on the brake and felt a slight collision followed by the cries and toppling of that person.

“Go take a look.” Rhine ordered.

The adjutant obeyed and made his way to that person, who he discovered to be a young Omega. He bent down to help him up and asked, “How are you? Did you get hurt?”

The Omega raised his head, revealing a familiar face: Filmore’s cousin, Tylo.

“So it’s you? Why did you suddenly rush out? Is someone chasing you? Did you get hurt anywhere?” The adjutant asked several questions.

Tylo held his waist as pain colored his face. But his eyes would occasionally shift to the person in the backseat.

“I think I injured my waist.” Tylo tearfully looked at the adjutant.

“Please wait a moment.” The adjutant got back up to report to Rhine and ask how he should handle this.

“Call the hospital to come get him.” Rhine coldly ordered. “I’ll pay his medical fees.”

Given the adjutant’s driving skill and reflexes, the car could at most have grazed him; there was no way the impact had caused a serious injury, especially when Tylo had deliberately run into the road himself. Remembering Gerald’s recent case, Rhine was certain this was no coincidence.

For Filmore’s sake, Rhine had allowed Gerald to be released on bail, but he had done nothing to reduce the charges. Under normal procedure, Gerald was still facing a prison sentence of three to seven years.

When Tylo heard him, he stealthily pricked himself on the waist with a needle hidden in his ring. His eyes rolled over and he fainted on the spot.

“Eh? Tylo, Tylo?” The adjutant did a tentative check and confirmed that he really did faint. He looked toward Rhine for instructions again.

Rhine frowned and remained silent for a while before speaking, “Have him get in the car and send him to the hospital.”

The adjutant picked him up and placed him on the front passenger seat. He buckled him up then headed for the hospital.

Soon after, a strong pheromone was released from Tylo. It quickly filled the car followed by a soft moan.

The driving adjutant’s body went rigid as a wave of heat went through him and desire filled him. He immediately parked the car at a curb and stared at Tylo in bewilderment.

Tylo’s complexion was flushed and his breath came in short pants. With his half lidded eyes, he looked very tempting.

Inside such a confined space, an Omega’s pheromones hit an Alpha like a powerful aphrodisiac. Even the well-trained adjutant could not fully resist. Desire rampaged through him like a wild beast. He hurriedly opened the windows and fought to stay lucid, only for Tylo’s pheromones to spill into the street and begin affecting passing Alphas, several of whom started drifting toward the car.

Rhine’s face fell and he got off the car. He pulled out Tylo from the passenger seat and tossed him into the back, then also pushed the delirious adjutant in there too. He took the driver seat and closed the window while activating the privacy screen in the car.

He started the car back up and headed swiftly for his mansion.

Within moments, the sounds of the two having sex came from the back seat, punctuated by repeated thuds against the privacy partition.

Rhine’s face was dark as his mood turned for the worst. This was truly karmic retribution; Filmore and he had also done it once in the car, the situation back there right now was even more chaotic than theirs.

Tylo truly had no sense of consequences. There had been two Alphas in the car; releasing drug-enhanced pheromones so recklessly could easily have ended with him being gang-raped.

If Rhine had not become responsive only to Filmore, today’s situation could have become far uglier. Cold light flashed through his eyes. Tylo should be grateful he was Filmore’s cousin; otherwise Rhine would have thrown him out and left him to fend for himself rather than “sacrifice” his adjutant.

Rhine drove the car quickly and got home in not even ten minutes. The people in the back were still going at it strong.

Rhine was too lazy to deal with it as he walked out of the car with a taut face. Although the pheromone of an Omega did not evoke his desire, just thinking about his Filmore was enough for him to have a strong reaction.

He walked with large strides to his mansion and had just gotten to the top of the stairs when the door suddenly opened. Followed that, a familiar figure peeked out from within.

Shang Ke stood by the door, smiling at the surprised Rhine with his arms open. “I’m back, surprised?”

It was too fucking surprising!

Rhine immediately placed Shang Ke over his shoulder and rushed for the bedroom without a word.

Shang Ke was stupefied. Although they were separated for a period of time, it wasn’t long enough to evoke this kind of situation!

Rhine pinned Shang Ke against the door and kissed him fiercely. His hands were just as impatient: he yanked Shang Ke’s trousers open, lifted one leg, and began rubbing urgently between his thighs.

A heated sensation came from between his legs, along with the turbulent pheromone that twisted around him like a tentacle and wandered all over Shang Ke’s body.

Once he judged Shang Ke ready enough, Rhine hooked up his other leg and drove his thick cock into him in one hard thrust.

“Mmph…” Shang Ke’s back struck the door again and again, his body rising and falling with every forceful thrust.

Their clothes above the waist were only slightly disordered, but below the waist their bodies were locked tightly together. Broken moans and the rhythmic thud of impact filled the room with unmistakable sexual heat…

They kept having sex until deep into the night before finally falling asleep. Shang Ke woke early the next morning and prepared to get up and wash.

Shang Ke woke up early the next day and tried to get out of bed but Rhine pulled him back, his voice languid as he tried to convince him back into bed, “What are you getting up so early for? Sleep some more.”

Shang Ke held his face and kissed him. He spoke softly, “I came back secretly so I need to head back for debriefing.”

The training was completed early this time, so Shang Ke had headed back to see Rhine first before he needed to report.

Rhine was immediately aware of what he meant. Gentleness filled his eyes and he embraced him and gave him a kiss, then spoke hoarsely, “Then go ahead. You need to come back quickly.”

“Mhm.” Shang Ke smiled and responded, then headed for the bathroom to clean up. He gave off a valiant aura after changing into his military uniform. Rhine’s started to get restless again at such a scene and his hands reached out towards Shang Ke again.

Shang Ke avoided his hands then used a finger to raise Rhine’s chin. With a raised eyebrow he spoke, “My dear, be good and wait for me at home.”

With those words spoken, Shang Ke did not wait for Rhine’s reaction as he gracefully slipped out of the room like a leopard.

Rhine sat on the bed, watching his leaving figure with gentle eyes.

Elsewhere, once Tylo regained his senses, he discovered that he had failed to ensnare Rhine. Instead, he had ended up having sex with Rhine’s adjutant several times—and had even been marked by him. Once an Omega was marked by an Alpha, the bond could only be removed if that Alpha voluntarily released it or if the Omega found an even stronger Alpha capable of overriding the mark.

That still did not prove Rhine had not also had sex with him. Tylo had laced his released pheromones with an aphrodisiac, making them several times stronger than normal, and he refused to believe any Alpha could have resisted. Even though Rhine was not the one who had marked him, Tylo still hoped to use the incident as leverage to force Rhine into keeping his father out of prison.

So Tylo deliberately did not wash the semen out of his body and went straight to the hospital for testing. The examination found only the adjutant’s semen, completely destroying Tylo’s last hope.

“Eh? You switched cars, Rhine?” Once Shang Ke officially returned home from work, he noticed that the car was new.

“Mhm, the old one got dirtied.” Alphas were all very territorial. A car that was stained with the scent of another Alpha and Omega, how could Rhine ride that again?

“How was the combat training?” Rhine shifted the subject.

“It went very well.” Shang Ke went to the kitchen and took out something from the freezer and dangled it in front of Rhine. He spoke as if flaunting, “Look at this, I even brought back some bug legs for us. We can eat barbecue tonight.”

Rhine: “…”

Rhine walked past him and pulled open the freezer. What filled his eyes were countless black bug legs that stuffed the freezer to full capacity.

“…This is your ‘some’?” That is simply a completely false report!

Shang Ke smacked his hand with the bug leg like a club, and spoke loftily, “Don’t worry, I promise you that I can make the most delicious dishes in the world out of these bug legs. And there will be no repeating dishes everyday.”

Rhine was completely stupefied: Can he still taste normal cuisines in his lifetime now…

Tylo himself meant little to Rhine, but the scheme had crossed a line. Gerald’s expected sentence therefore rose from the minimum three years to six, and nearly two-thirds of the family’s assets were confiscated as a warning.

After that, Tylo no longer dared make trouble. Rhine was far beyond anyone he could afford to provoke. The affair also left one lasting consequence: Tylo was “lucky” enough to become pregnant with the adjutant’s child, and the moment the adjutant learned the news, he hauled Tylo off at top speed to register their marriage.

Perhaps prompted by the adjutant’s marriage, Rhine’s family began pressuring him as well. They refused to recognize Shang Ke. There was no law forbidding two Alphas from marrying, but there had never been such a precedent, and Rhine’s family considered the relationship humiliating.

But Rhine’s attitude remained firm, he showed no interest in Omegas. Rhine’s family was finally pushed into a corner and thought of a final plan: they will sneak someone into his bed.

The scene was horribly familiar—as though time had reversed and history were repeating itself.

Memories crashed over him: the ferocious Crimsonbone Fish King, the endless Insectoids, Filmore carrying him for miles, Filmore fighting through blood and death against the swarm for his sake… In the end Rhine had survived, while Filmore had fallen into an eternal sleep.

He lost his lover, he lost his colors and he lost his awareness to pheromones. His world changed into a barren wasteland and all that remained in his heart was hate.

Rhine’s red eyes glared at the shy Omega placed on his bed, as if he was placed back into that past he dreaded. In a violent rage, Rhine grabbed the Omega and threw him against the wall.

“I don’t need an Omega, I just want my Fil. Just die all of you disgusting things!”

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