Feminine Pink

He didn't do anything further after marking her and claiming her as his. The rage inside him...the raging beast that wanted to come out a few seconds ago became calm after knotting their bond, however, the situation for Awalia reversed because she wanted more of his touch.

The way he was caressing her cheek she wanted to lean for more.

The way he slowly kissed her cheek, making 'ppoch' sound and licking in the end before leaving his lips against her cheek made her whine for more.

The extreme stories about omega verse was nothing compared to what she was feeling right now. Stories used to describe how teengers- especially alpha and omega feel some bond or something and let themselves engrossed into themselves. However, what she was feeling right now was far more fearsome than some 'love-dovey' exotic scenes.

Her mind was completely clouded. Clouded with thoughts about how she would bite him in places...hard...making his skin red with the mark of deeply sunken teeth.

She might have been sixteen in the past before she died and transmigrated into this world, but for even once, she never fell for someone in real life or had the thought of getting into a relationship with someone. How could she? She was an orphan who was thinking more about her career than the others of her age and had no friends since she had no money to throw on.

However, as a normal teen she even couldn't even shield the power of romance that was well-written in books, making her mind wonder and feel certain emotions after reading some streamy lines and moments.

In short, she was a complete person with innocence who was never tainted by the opposite gender's touch, and here she was, crying for more to get more of his touch who even was not her boyfriend. What a shameful event she got into.

This was not planned. This certainly was not what she had in her mind. She just wanted to save an innocent victim from a tragic situation that will happen in future. Later if possible she wanted to be his friend so that he doesn't feel or be lonely like he was portrayed in the story.

Why did she have an abnormal attachment to him?

Simple. She pitied him like everyone used to do to her in the past.

He was an orphan. There was not a deep introduction about his parents but was written in general of how his parents died in a car accident and his maternal grandfather took him under his wing, training him harshly to be the successor of his empire.

"Open this door." she heard a low vice.

"Young master, the door is locked."

"Why is it locked?" After putting some force on the handle to open the door. "Open it!"

'Kick!' 'Kick!'

'Boom!'

The door broke down and with a hazy gaze, trying harder to keep her eyes open, she saw her brother with a worried face running towards her.

"Brother," she whispered.

Letting darkness consume her mind and black out without any worries because her rescue was here.

"Umm...what is this?

"What am I feeling?"

She was feeling heated….like someone was touching her...caressing her body with soft touch.

She opened her hazily to see a shadowed figure on top of her, "so soft...delicate...beautiful."

"Seth?" the voice sounded like him.

"Yes, love?"

"Where are we? What are you doing?" she asked, trying to get up but was pushed down hard.

""Cannot run off." The voice was hoarse, thinking she heard wrong so she asked again, "sorry, what was that?"

"You can't run, you are sealed. Sealed to me."

Before the scene forwards, everything stops. The whole scene crumbles down, only to hear someone shouting, "Wake up!"

She opened her eyes, trying to slowly lift herself up and sit, "Slow down, sis."

She heard a stern voice. She looked at her right side to see her brother on a sofa sitting with a book on his hand, glaring at her. Looking more closely, his glares were cold.

"How do you feel?" asked sitting where he was. She fidgeted a bit from the glares she was receiving, "Well…" come to think she was feeling, "exhausted."

"Of course you would be." he scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Why did you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Leave my side." Even though he sounded cold but by the little pheromones he was releasing...she felt sad. He was feeling and guilty. She believe pheromones were some of the ways to express emotions in omega verse world.

Of course he would be angry. Who would accept the fact that his fourteen year old little sister just got marked by a stranger. However, was getting marked as an answer? Speaking of Mark, she marked him. She marked Seth. "Where's Seth?" asking, dodging Felix's question.

"You answer my question and I do yours." keeping the book that was in his hand on the small tea table that was placed in front of him. "Why did you leave my side?" Breaking some knuckles.

She smiled, wrinkling her eyebrows a bit, creating some lines on her forehead, letting out a perfect nervous smile.

Twinkle twinkle little star how I wonder earth would swallow me and break me apart.