Chapter 94: The Insecure Tsundere Canary Alpha

So obedient.

The Alpha pressed against her seemed utterly oblivious to how alluring she looked at that moment. Yet Jiang Li held her breath, her body stiffening in place.

She suspected that the Alpha knew exactly how captivating she was right now, which was why she smiled so brightly at Jiang Li, even rubbing her cheek against Jiang Li’s face.

The Alpha’s cheek felt warm to the touch, soft as it brushed across her skin.

This was an Alpha, but not like the smug, arrogant ones Jiang Li had encountered lately. Instead, this one was unbelievably soft.

She spoiled her with effortless affection, basking confidently in the Omega’s stunned gaze. She even mimicked an Omega’s way, quietly muting her pheromones until only the gentle notes remained.

Li Huan circled around Jiang Li, her movements rustling softly. For a fleeting instant, Jiang Li felt as if she were standing in a vast cedar forest, the trees eagerly reaching out to her.

They yearned for her so desperately, yet they held back, afraid to get too close. Their branches hung enthusiastically over her head, but their roots clung stubbornly to the ground.

They remembered their master’s command, waiting patiently for the girl before them to grant their wish. They only dared to whisper their hopes to her on the breeze.

Such careful longing.

The one trait that still marked this as an Alpha’s intense aggression was her earlier plea for an Omega to spend her susceptible period together. Even then, the Alpha had begged and coaxed.

Now, enveloped in the long-forgotten scent of cedar, Li Huan’s scorching body curled directly into Jiang Li’s arms. Her hot breath puffed against the delicate bow tie, rumpling the neat collar.

Strands of hair poked at Jiang Li’s chin, tickling her now and then. Li Huan’s voice came in soft whimpers, as if she were so overwhelmed with need that she wanted to bury herself completely inside Jiang Li.

She wanted Jiang Li. She wanted her pheromones. She wanted more…

The overflowing pheromones had no concept of subtlety or human intricacies. They bluntly conveyed their owner’s deepest desires straight to Jiang Li.

The girl cradled in her arms was burning up like she could fry an egg on her skin. Just moments ago, her temperature had been normal, but ever since they left the school gates, it had skyrocketed—and barely any time had passed.

The body clinging to her began to slide downward as her legs gave out. Jiang Li’s frail frame lacked the strength; she strained to hold her up, her wrists trembling from the effort. She lowered her worried gaze.

“Li Huan, hang in there—the driver’s almost here.”

The voice by her ear rang crystal clear. Li Huan had never felt so lucid in her life. She could probably solve a math test three times faster than usual right now.

She was certain her mind was sharp.

But…

Her body went limp, collapsing fully into Jiang Li’s embrace. A soft, fragrant pillow lay right beneath her cheek. Li Huan couldn’t find the will to fight the weakness washing over her.

If she could, she’d happily rest her head on this pillow forever. It was so soft and sweet-scented; she’d sleep soundly and content.

Li Huan closed her eyes, her long lashes fluttering happily with each breath of that beloved fragrance. She had no desire to resist as it enveloped her.

The familiar, soft voice by her ear carried a hint of anxious worry. Li Huan’s fever-addled mind quickly recognized it, and she rubbed her cheek against the source even more fondly.

It was Jiang Li. Jiang Li’s pillow—so soft and fragrant. She loved it so much.

Surrounded by the comforting scent, Li Huan let go completely. Her fingers, clutching Jiang Li’s waist, loosened. Her slender arms draped to one side as she sank into this soft, foamy paradise.

Sorry… I love you so much…

“Li Huan!”

The weight in her arms suddenly grew heavier. Jiang Li swiftly pulled her close, her thighs nearly crossing in panic as her arms locked together to support her.

She called out to Li Huan several times in a fluster, but received no response. Unease flickered in Jiang Li’s heart.

She was just about to shift and lift her into a better position when she finally exhaled. Then a sharp, stabbing pain erupted in her chest—like countless needles piercing her heart, halting the flow of blood.

It hurt! It hurt so much!

Veins bulged on her forehead as the agony twisted her features. Jiang Li’s small face drained of all color, unnaturally pale. Her legs, tensed to hold steady, began to tremble uncontrollably.

What… is happening… ha, ah…

Every breath—even the shallowest one—sent a wrenching pain through her heart. Her lips barely dared to part.

The torment was unbearable. Jiang Li fought to stay calm, desperately trying to ease the agony in her chest that was sapping her strength.

Despite her efforts to keep them both upright, the girl in her arms began to slip downward once more.

With excruciating pain drilling through her and breaths coming short, Jiang Li had no choice but to stand frozen in place. Her face stark white, only her bitten lips bore a bloody red hue.

She struggled to hold Li Huan up as the girl threatened to drag them both to the ground. Jiang Li’s eyes lifted desperately toward the stream of approaching cars, wishing the driver could arrive even a second sooner.

Finally.

The familiar car pulled into view. In that instant, Jiang Li’s strength gave out. The girl in her arms slid rapidly from her grasp, the sudden weight too much to bear.

Jiang Li clutched her tight, her collar and skirt hem tangling into disarray. As she knelt to the ground, her knees ground against the pebbled driveway, the pain searing—but she had no attention to spare for it.

Far off, the driver caught sight of Jiang Li collapsing to the ground with her burden. Ignoring the no-parking rule, he screeched to a halt and rushed out. He tried to take the girl from Jiang Li’s arms but couldn’t get close.

The girl, eyes closed, lay cradled against Jiang Li. Yet it seemed she wasn’t fully asleep; every time the driver reached for her, she slapped his hand away fiercely.

“Go… open the door, quick.” Jiang Li clutched the squirming girl tightly to her chest. The stabbing pain in her heart eased slightly. She bit her lip and forced the words out.

Seeing the large beads of sweat rolling down Jiang Li’s pallid face, the driver didn’t hesitate. He flung open the car door and staggered back to help lift the girl inside alongside Jiang Li.

Once inside and settled beside her, Jiang Li wasn’t sure how an Alpha’s susceptible period worked, but she imagined it mirrored an Omega’s—craving pheromones desperately.

Damp strands of hair rested on her thigh. Jiang Li’s chest still ached faintly. With a worried frown, she lowered her gaze, her palm gently tracing Li Huan’s forehead and neck.

The fever raged high, but her face showed no sign of distress. Instead, she kept nuzzling toward Jiang Li’s abdomen, curling her cheek to shrink into a tiny ball, as if hoping to be entirely wrapped by the Omega.

It was the look of an Alpha craving pheromones—the standard susceptible period reaction.

Thank goodness it’s not just a fever. Jiang Li let out a relieved breath. Then, in the next second, she frowned slightly and pressed her hand to her chest. The faint throbbing lingered.

This body—besides being frail, was there something else wrong?

That earlier heart spasm had been far too severe. For a split second, Jiang Li had felt her very breath cut off, her tie to this world fraying.

This wasn’t mere frailty anymore.

A thread of unease stirred in her heart. She began to wonder if this body could hold out until she completed her task. Perhaps she’d need to…

Her thoughts were interrupted as the girl on her lap stirred restlessly, her forehead rubbing against Jiang Li’s abdomen. She started to whine coquettishly.

“Li Li… hug…”

Jiang Li froze for a moment. But the girl in her arms wouldn’t wait another second. After murmuring her desire, she reached up in the next instant, wrapping her arms possessively around Jiang Li.

Hot breaths seeped through the thin shirt, warming her belly. Jiang Li instinctively tried to twist away—but then wetness and sharpness struck simultaneously.

“Hiss!”

A sharp sting pierced her abdomen, yanking Jiang Li back to the present. Her hand clenched instantly on Li Huan, her brows furrowing as she tried to yank away the biting little turtle.

“Are you a dog or something? Biting wherever you please?” Alpha fangs were already sharp—Jiang Li had learned that several times before. And she knew their bite all too well now.

Her belly was flat; an ordinary nip had little flesh to catch. Unless Li Huan was determined to gnaw a chunk.

Pointed teeth latched onto the soft skin, lips parted slightly, wetting the shirt’s lower hem into a damp patch. She held on stubbornly.

Whether Jiang Li’s words had registered or not, Li Huan kept her eyes closed.

“No biting—let go.”

The soft belly quivered under the hot breaths and the back-and-forth graze of teeth. It shivered helplessly.

Eyes still shut, it all seemed instinctual.

Though she wanted to be gentle with Li Huan, experiencing an Alpha’s susceptible period for the first time, Jiang Li thought with reddened ear tips: That doesn’t mean I have to endure this much pain.

The tender flesh on her abdomen begged for mercy from this insatiable Alpha.

Jiang Li gripped Li Huan’s jaw firmly and twisted it away, separating her from the bitten spot.

She stared intently at Li Huan. The girl merely smacked her lips in dissatisfaction, tightening her hold even more—but nothing else. Only then did Jiang Li relax.

A while later…

Jiang Li’s eyes snapped open. With some shock, she glanced at Li Huan, unsure if she dared believe what the girl was doing.

Looking down closely, shame colored her face.

Li Huan had abandoned her assault on the abdomen, targeting somewhere else instead.

Jiang Li looked down to see Li Huan’s head buried under her skirt, a few stray locks peeking out, making the scene even more provocative.

The academy skirt’s pleated hem barely covered her thighs completely—let alone hid someone’s face.

But Li Huan insisted, determined to shroud herself beneath it. It left Jiang Li’s ear tips burning crimson.

Shrinking her body, Li Huan tugged at the skirt, nestling her head against a spot even softer than the cheek’s flesh.

A thin layer of skirt veiled her face, masking the pheromones’ scent.

Her nose twitched faintly. Li Huan let her mind wander, turning her head this way and that, searching for the richest pocket of Jiang Li’s fragrance nestled there.

Happy as she was sniffing, it left Jiang Li suffering.

Sunlight streamed through the car window, dappling the interior with shifting light patterns from the skirt’s movement. Li Huan’s hair brushed teasingly now and then.

Jiang Li glanced down, watching her skirt clutched in another’s grasp. Li Huan’s eyes remained closed; she operated purely on instinct, wreaking unstructured havoc.

It irked Jiang Li, whose own pheromones had unwittingly leaked from all the stirring.

If you like being covered, then stay still!

Epiphyllum fragrance began drifting through the enclosed car space. Jiang Li snatched back control of her skirt from Li Huan, pressed down firmly on her shoulders, and pinned her flat against her thighs, immobilizing her.

“Mm… no… want Li Li…”

Li Huan’s lips parted and closed. Jiang Li watched her squirm, biting her lower lip in frustration as her legs kicked lightly against the seat. Deep brows furrowed in distress.

Without the skirt over her face, Li Huan seemed terribly uncomfortable. Her trembling wrists reached out, latching onto Jiang Li’s arm and squeezing naturally, demanding from her body.

Are all Alphas like this during susceptible period…?

Jiang Li felt a headache coming on over the now-clingy Li Huan. This was a far cry from her usual cool, aloof self—who blushed at a single word from Jiang Li.

It was like she was determined to plaster herself to the Omega and wouldn’t allow even an inch of space.

The girl on her lap kept rubbing insistently. Jiang Li had no countermeasures. With a fixed stare and helpless sigh, she took matters into her own hands, draping the skirt over Li Huan’s face.

“Behave yourself, Li Huan.”

Her weakened body still throbbed faintly from earlier spasms; she had no strength left. Telling her to behave was more Jiang Li’s admission that she couldn’t wrangle her anymore.

Whether it was Jiang Li’s soft admonishment or Li Huan achieving her goal under the skirt, the girl actually settled down, just as instructed.

She sniffed the epiphyllum near her nose, tilting her cheek to rub against the smooth thigh beneath. Her lips mumbled indistinct words.

Jiang Li leaned back against the seat, flicking a quick glance over Li Huan. Confirming the girl was still unconscious, she shifted her body backward slightly.

The scorching breaths pursued relentlessly. It did nothing to deter.

Her back pressed rigidly against the seat. Jiang Li’s hand rested lightly on Li Huan’s shoulder, and she bit her lip—ear tips flushing—as she pushed her away a bit.

Stop blowing… it’s hot…

Jiang Li couldn’t clearly see under the skirt, but each exhale landed vividly.

Even the slightest touch usually made her shiver—let alone now.

In susceptible period, Li Huan’s every breath unknowingly carried her pheromones, the crisp cedar cool against the skin.

Like a snake’s flickering tongue: unpredictable licks startling a tremble, leaving the skin tingling in response.

“L-Li Huan… stop…”

Jiang Li’s palm pressed tightly atop Li Huan’s head, her pale wrist quivering in the sunlight, flashing creamy skin that brought tears to Jiang Li’s eyes.

Li Huan vaguely registered the sound at her ear but couldn’t make out the words—only that it was Jiang Li’s voice.

So hot. Her body was so hot. She wanted relief, wanted to get even closer to Jiang Li.

Pushed lightly from above, Li Huan resisted, squirming back insistently. She needed to be closer, pressed tight.

No, can’t be this far—get nearer.

“Hiss!”

Jiang Li’s breath hitched. A faint blush dusted her pale cheeks. Her hand on Li Huan’s head gripped tighter, but the girl below uttered no sound, simply continuing as she pleased.

Jiang Li lacked the strength to wrestle, but letting this go on… she feared her own heat might be triggered before they got home. And then…

Whether Li Huan ignored her deliberately or truly couldn’t hear, Jiang Li figured it was worth a try.

“Be good—stay still.”

“If you’re good, once we’re home, I’ll give you anything you want.”

She leaned forward, her hair brushing lightly above. Jiang Li only hoped the girl nestling wildly would quiet down and stop leaking more pheromones.

Murmuring coaxingly by her ear, Jiang Li extended her wrist, lacing her fingers through Li Huan’s and pinning them to the seat. She held fast.

“Little Dog, be good.”