Theoretically speaking, Alphas are biologically much less prone to going into heat compared to omegas. Only when encountering an omega with extremely high compatibility or one they’ve previously marked would an Alpha enter such a state under very specific conditions.
When Jiang Yi realized her pheromones were uncontrollably leaking out, she immediately pushed Jiang Sixian away from her embrace and retreated to the side.
An Alpha’s heat symptoms wouldn’t cause loss of rationality like an omega’s, but it was still unbearably intense.
Jiang Yi felt as if she’d been thrown into a pit of fire—every inch of her skin burned as if licked by flames, aching with heat.
Staggering back several steps, Jiang Yi collapsed onto the floor. Clutching the painfully swollen part of her body, she looked up at Jiang Sixian with labored breaths and asked, “Jiang Sixian…please…inhibitors…”
Jiang Yi had never experienced this sensation before. Beyond the pain, she felt an overwhelming emptiness inside.
So this was what heat felt like? Right now, she desperately needed someone to hold her.
Jiang Sixian looked at her in momentary surprise but quickly regained her composure. She stepped closer to Jiang Yi, tilting her head as she asked, “Why do you need inhibitors?”
Using her hands to push herself up, Jiang Yi stumbled backward, her face flushed as she replied, “Because I’m in heat.”
Jiang Yi had never imagined she’d go into heat. She considered it a dangerous state, and the omega before her was far too perilous.
Physically speaking, Jiang Sixian was no match for her. Yet the Jiang Sixian now advancing step by step made Jiang Yi feel profoundly threatened.
Jiang Sixian approached, allowing her pheromones to seep from her glands, mingling with the increasingly dense cedar scent permeating the room.
Lifting her gaze with crimson-tinged eyes, Jiang Sixian said, “It’s not heat—your body just really likes me.”
“Jiang Yi, I’m so happy…so happy you don’t dislike my pheromones.”
Seeing the expression on Jiang Sixian’s face sent a chill down Jiang Yi’s spine. She felt that if this continued, she’d inevitably be devoured whole. Although Jiang Yi didn’t dislike her pheromones at all, she didn’t want things between them to escalate like this under such circumstances.
Jiang Yi quickly raised a hand to stop her: “Wait, Jiang Sixian…we just met today…”
Jiang Sixian smiled, gazing at her tenderly: “I told you, it’s not our first meeting. Don’t you already know that in your heart?”
Jiang Yi nervously retreated further: “No, don’t you want to verify it again? Even though we both suspect, only DNA results would be definitive. Why don’t you take me out first, we can go get tested—how about that?”
She tried diverting Jiang Sixian’s attention, even considering knocking her out. But the thought vanished as quickly as it came. For some reason, while she could coldly knock out Song Yi without hesitation, she couldn’t bring herself to do the same to Jiang Sixian.
Jiang Sixian looked at her gently: “I would never mistake my own Alpha.”
Jiang Yi’s heart pounded wildly. She knew these words weren’t meant for her, yet her body reacted even more intensely regardless.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yi said: “I think…I need to tell you the truth. Here’s the situation…while the body is the same, the soul and mind belong to someone else entirely. Do you understand what I mean?”
“I lost my memories—I’m not your Jiang Yi anymore!”
Jiang Sixian paused mid-step, a faint smile appearing on her lips: “It doesn’t matter. I don’t mind. If only I remember the past, that’s fine too.”
Jiang Yi was truly at her limit now, saying almost brokenly: “I mind! Sis, we literally just met today!”
Jiang Sixian didn’t relent, continuing her advance: “If that’s the case, you can treat this as a one-night stand.”
Here, Jiang Sixian smiled and asked earnestly: “Do you mind one-night stands?”
Jiang Yi nodded, enduring the explosive pain: “I mind.”
Jiang Sixian’s smile widened as she gazed up at Jiang Yi: “I don’t mind. As long as it’s you, I don’t mind anything.”
The problem was, Jiang Yi didn’t believe she’d simply lost memories—she was convinced she’d transmigrated.
Taking a deep breath, she finally blurted out: “But that wasn’t me…Jiang Sixian, that wasn’t me.”
Jiang Sixian halted, quietly watching Jiang Yi, waiting for her next excuse.
Jiang Yi placed a hand on Jiang Sixian’s shoulder, panting as she said: “The person before you…this person in front of you…isn’t the Jiang Yi from your memories.”
“We may share the same face, the same body, but our souls are completely different.”
“I…I’m not Jiang Yi. I remember everything about myself—that I’m not from this world. Jiang Sixian, have you heard of a displaced soul occupying another’s body?”
“I’m just a wandering spirit who borrowed your ‘Jiang Yi’s’ body to come to this world.”
Jiang Sixian looked up in shock, biting her lip as she asked: “What do you mean?”
Jiang Yi took another deep breath: “Exactly what it sounds like…Jiang Sixian, wake up. The person before you is just a ghost who stole someone else’s body. The real Jiang Yi is already dead.”
“She died drowning. When this body opened its eyes again, it was me arriving in this world.”
“Understand? I’m a completely different person. It’s not just about missing memories—I’m literally not that person.”
Jiang Sixian paused, her smile growing even more ethereal. Gazing up at Jiang Yi, she whispered: “What does that matter? At least the body is hers. At least I can still hold you again.”
“Do you know how many times I’ve dreamed of this? Only to wake up and see you standing before me just once?”
Jiang Sixian stepped forward, wrapping her arms around Jiang Yi and burying her face against her shoulder: “Jiang Yi…let me hold you. Even if just this once, let me know you belong to me.”
Backed into a corner, Jiang Yi tilted her head up toward the ceiling. Jiang Sixian’s arms crossed tightly behind her back in an intimate embrace.
Jiang Yi’s mind began to fog over—her body burned, her heart raced, and that strange part of her ached with heat. Her pheromones erupted completely, beyond any hope of restraint.
Then, Jiang Sixian lifted her head to kiss Jiang Yi’s neck, murmuring: “Let’s just treat it as a one-night stand.”
When an omega actively proposes a one-night stand, could you resist? Even if only being treated as a substitute, Jiang Yi in heat couldn’t hold back any longer.
Jiang Yi didn’t respond, merely resignedly lifting her arms to embrace the woman in her arms as they slowly sank to the floor.
Whatever—it’s not like she was at a disadvantage. The omega was beautiful and smelled amazing. Losing her virginity like this was actually a pretty good deal.
Otherwise, would she remain a 23-year-old virgin?
As these thoughts crossed Jiang Yi’s mind, Jiang Sixian straddled her lap, placing kisses along her cheeks.
Jiang Yi’s burning skin trembled under each touch of lips and tongue.
In her daze, Jiang Yi felt soft lips brush against the scar on her left shoulder. Shuddering, she heard the woman whisper in her ear: “Before…in your world, what was your name?”
Jiang Yi answered hazily: “Jiang Yi…same name, also Jiang Yi…”
Jiang Sixian asked again: “Parents…any other family?”
Jiang Yi replied: “All there…I have a…younger sister…”
“Do you miss them?”
“I do…but I think I’m starting to forget their faces…”
At this, Jiang Sixian leaned in to capture Jiang Yi’s lips. She kissed her deeper, more desperately, offering herself completely.
Everything unfolded naturally. When Jiang Yi, pinned against the wall, nearly lost herself entirely, she suddenly lifted Jiang Sixian and carried her to the bed.
“Not here! You won’t be able to take it…”
As she said this, Jiang Yi pressed Jiang Sixian into the mattress. Before completely losing rationality, she asked one last time: “Are you sure?”
Jiang Sixian cradled her face, gazing at her with intoxicated longing: “I’m sure.” She was absolutely certain—this person was Jiang Yi. No ghost, just her Alpha.
No matter how many years passed, no matter how much they grew, her mannerisms, speech, even subtle expressions remained identical to her youthful self.
Jiang Yi surrendered completely to the abyss. Soon, the room echoed with a sobbing cry: “Jiang Yi…”
Jiang Sixian called her name as tears cascaded down her cheeks.
Jiang Yi had always thought the textbook description of Alpha/omega pairs remaining in heat for three days was exaggerated—until now, when she learned firsthand how accurate it was.
They stayed in the room for three full days, ordering room service when hungry, collapsing into sleep while still entangled. Waking feverish, they came together again—on the bed, the sofa, the carpet, in the bathroom, the bathtub, before the vanity mirror, behind the balcony curtains…
Lying down, sitting up, standing…
Every position, every location was tried at least once.
During rare moments of clarity, Jiang Sixian would sit astride her and talk. She seemed to love this position—hands braced on Jiang Yi’s shoulders, long hair spilling over both their chests as she spoke softly.
She asked about Jiang Yi’s past, her experiences over the years. Intoxicated by pheromones, Jiang Yi answered nearly every question.
When pleased, Jiang Sixian would playfully nip at her ears. Spineless, Jiang Yi would grip her waist, guiding their movements.
After their final joining, Jiang Sixian pressed Jiang Yi into the mattress as they fell asleep entwined.
By the time Jiang Yi awoke, sunlight streamed through the windows. Lying prone on the bed, surrounded by lingering scents, she turned blurrily to see Jiang Sixian seated at the bedside.
Her heat had passed. The moment Jiang Yi saw her, memories of their days together flooded back, leaving her utterly mortified.
Jiang Sixian—who might not have slept at all—sat wrapped in a robe, watching her.
Noticing Jiang Yi awake, Jiang Sixian smiled and placed a stack of documents before her: “Your DNA report, plus records detailing your activities over the past few years.”
“Jiang Yi, let’s talk.”
Jiang Yi was stunned. She sat up, cocooning herself tightly in blankets like a silkworm, peering suspiciously at Jiang Sixian: “When did you…get all this information?”
She was shocked—hadn’t Jiang Sixian been occupied with her these past three days? When did she have time to gather documents?
Jiang Sixian paused, then said: “My people work efficiently. In any case, this body is indeed my Jiang Yi. As for your claim about the soul being different…we can discuss that.”
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