A Disguised Scum Alpha Marked Her Aloof Ex-Wife - Chapter 1

Zhu Yu was frequently trapped in the same dream.

In the dream, there was only a vast wasteland. A slender, porcelain-white hand slowly reached out to her from the darkness, looking like a sculpture carved out of moonlight. Faint blue veins pulsed beneath the skin on the inside of the wrist—veins like jade—with a tiny red mole resting right upon one of them.

That hand was long and powerful, incredibly cold, yet it held onto her with such stubbornness.

A girl stood on high ground. She had pale blue eyes, the color of the sky, seemingly capable of containing the joys and sorrows of all living beings—compassionate yet indifferent.

Zhu Yu looked up at her with fervent hope, like a devout believer waiting for salvation. But the girl let go, allowing Zhu Yu to plummet into the infinite darkness.

No, don’t go!!!

Sister?

The young Zhu Yu curled up in the darkness in terror, like an insect trapped in amber; even struggling had lost its meaning. She couldn’t feel the passage of time, couldn’t hear a single sound. She was powerless to resist, unable to wake.

Until the sky suddenly split open. A piercing light crashed to the ground, and she fell into a magnificent thicket of roses. Crimson petals took flight into the air, and vines began to surge.

Zhu Yu snapped her eyes open. Cold sweat climbed up her spine, making her shirt cling to her skin with a clammy chill. She panted violently.

This time, what she saw was no longer an empty bedroom, but that very hand, appearing before her with startling reality.

It was long and fair, raised high like a white bird soaring over the sea, before swinging down with heavy force.

Slap!

Her cheek burned with stinging pain.

“Zhu Yu…!”

The woman’s hoarse voice pulled Zhu Yu back from her dazed thoughts. Her face had been slapped slightly to the side, her gaze still fixed on the mole on the woman’s wrist.

It hurts. This isn’t a dream.

She remembered lying in her own bed, specifically setting seven alarms because she had an 8:00 AM class tomorrow… so what was happening now?

Those pale blue eyes were filled with loathing. Despite being in a vulnerable position, the woman still tilted her chin up proudly. Her silver hair was damp with sweat, hanging messily against the side of her neck.

The scent of roses flooded Zhu Yu’s nose. She subconsciously swallowed; a metallic tang of blood, accompanied by a secret, dark desire, was swallowed into her gut, igniting a wave of dry heat.

With a buzzing in her ears, Zhu Yu looked down. She saw the woman’s scar-ridden legs, and her own hand was very close to them, currently being tightly entwined by vines.

The woman had been pulled onto a table. She bit her lip in pain, and crimson beads of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, looking stark and desolate against her snow-white skin. Her low, raspy voice remained alluring:

“Zhu Yu, if I do not die, I will make you pay this back a hundredfold…!”

Zhu Yu’s brain stalled for a moment.

This scene, these lines…

It wasn’t a dream, and it wasn’t her reality. She had transmigrated!

This was a plot point from an interstellar ABO novel. The woman in front of her was Bai Shuzhou, the protagonist of “The Imperial Princess’s Manual to Rising Power.” Meanwhile, Zhu Yu shared the same name as the villainous cannon fodder of this book—Bai Shuzhou’s first “scum Alpha” wife.

Unlike ordinary Omegas, Bai Shuzhou wouldn’t please her partner, nor would she allow an Alpha to give her a permanent mark. She sought a soulmate, but the “scum Alpha’s” gentle and sunny persona had all been an act.

Born in the slums, the original Zhu Yu increasingly felt the Princess looked down on her, leading to deep-seated resentment. She listened to Bai Shuzhou’s inner traumas only to grind her heels into the scabbing wounds to better humiliate her. She would commit acts of violence and then feign regret, cutting similar wounds into her own body while weeping and begging for forgiveness…

Finally unable to endure it, Bai Shuzhou filed for divorce. During the mandatory “divorce cooling-off period,” the scum Alpha suddenly pretended to have mended her ways and volunteered to accompany Bai Shuzhou to the border for a condolence mission.

Little did they know that Bai Shuzhou’s heat would suddenly trigger. A top-tier Omega’s pheromones wouldn’t just attract Alphas—they would attract hungry, ferocious Zergs!

The scum Alpha had intentionally pushed Bai Shuzhou outside the defensive line, causing her to break her legs. She faked an image of them being separated by a Zerg ambush, while in reality, she planned to use the chaos to imprison her, mark her permanently, and “force the rice to be cooked.”

She even threw the only vial of inhibitors out the window right in front of Bai Shuzhou, saying with a smile: “Beg me.”

She wanted to trample her dignity, to force her to submit in lucid despair, and to permanently burn a mark of shame into the depths of her soul… she wanted the high-and-mighty Princess to bow her head.

Scum. Filth. She deserves to die!

After Bai Shuzhou “blackened” and took power, she ordered the scum Alpha’s limbs to be severed and flowers to be planted in the wounds, keeping her barely alive forever to witness the glory of the Empire.

At the time, Zhu Yu had praised Bai Shuzhou for a job well done. But now, she had opened her eyes to find herself as that very piece of trash?!

The vines wrapped tightly around her arm were the physical manifestation of Bai Shuzhou’s spiritual power. They were currently weak and soft; with a slight tug, Zhu Yu broke free from the restraint. This caused the woman to shudder again, cover her mouth, and cough violently.

“Your legs…”

Zhu Yu reached out, instinctively wanting to check her injuries, but her hand was violently swatted away. Tears fell from the corners of Bai Shuzhou’s eyes as she rebuked coldly: “Don’t touch me!”

Zhu Yu noticed the woman’s other hand was deathly gripped onto her own thigh, her nails sinking into the flesh without her even realizing it.

Zhu Yu blurted out, “If they aren’t treated immediately, your legs will be ruined!”

Bai Shuzhou loved ballet; she was a prima ballerina at a young age. To her, those legs were her life.

“Isn’t that exactly your goal?” Bai Shuzhou stared at her coldly.

As the woman scolded her, Zhu Yu’s gaze was involuntarily drawn to her moving lips. A wave of dizziness surged at the back of her neck.

The room was filled with an intoxicating sweetness. A heat-cycle Omega’s pheromones were fatally attractive to Alphas. Biological infatuation was impossible to suppress—just as a bee cannot resist a blooming flower.

It was an attraction born of primal instinct.

Suddenly, her whole body felt as if it were on fire—impulsive, burning. The Omega’s tears were like a clear spring that could soothe the pain. She should kiss her, take more…

The Alpha unconsciously leaned in. The buttons on her military dress uniform glinted with a cold light as she loomed over the fragile Omega like a mountain. No matter how much the woman pushed, she couldn’t budge her an inch.

Though Zhu Yu was only a D-grade “inferior” Alpha, she had clawed her way up from a slum in a remote star system and graduated from the Royal Military Academy with honors. Her physical strength naturally far exceeded that of an ordinary person.

Bai Shuzhou closed her eyes in despair, uncontrollable gasps escaping her lips.

Her spiritual power was SSS-grade, yet she had no strength to fight back against an inferior Alpha. Was this the destiny of an Omega?

Bai Shuzhou’s eyes went completely dark. She tried her best to move her legs, but there was only numbness—even the pain had vanished.

Spiritual vines gently coiled around Zhu Yu’s neck, hanging there like a collar.

Suddenly, the weight on her body vanished.

Bai Shuzhou lifted her freezing gaze. Through her blurry tears, she saw the girl in the military uniform jerk back and slap herself hard across the face.

Zhu Yu’s face was flushed: “I’m sorry! I don’t want to hurt you…!!”

In this situation, it looked hypocritical and ridiculous.

The pain was supposed to clear her head, but this time, not only did it fail to work, it made the emotions surging in her chest even more excited. It was like a deer crashing through a mountain spring, hooves treading on a carpet of sticky fallen flowers—lingering and shameful.

She… she actually felt it even more now.

A wave of heat was crashing around inside her. Zhu Yu didn’t dare look into Bai Shuzhou’s tearful eyes. She said in a trembling voice: “I’m going to go get the inhibitor back. You’ll be safe in a moment!”

Even though there was Zerg warfare everywhere outside, with this “evil fire” burning in her, what couldn’t she do? Since it was an impulse anyway, she would rush out, get the inhibitor, and stop things from getting worse!

Holding her breath, she opened the window and saw the silver-white inhibitor still lying on the ground. Fate had finally shown her a sliver of mercy.

Zhu Yu rushed down immediately.

However, just as she picked up the vial, she heard a faint, bone-chilling buzzing sound.

As if falling into a trap, her strong sixth sense made her hair stand on end. Something had been waiting for a long time.

The ground began to cave in. The sand beneath her feet surged as six crimson eyes tunneled out of the soil, all staring at Zhu Yu. Each eye was as big as a palm. Then, it burst forth from the earth.

Buzz—!

Zhu Yu had never seen a bug this big. It was over half a meter long, pitch black like a centipede, with dense, arching legs crawling over her feet.

Zhu Yu lunged to the side, rolling away to dodge the attack. A sizzling sound came from where she had just been standing; the ground had been corroded by a murky green fluid. Zhu Yu’s legs went weak, nearly bringing her to her knees, but her hand still gripped the inhibitor tightly.

Transmigrating as a cannon fodder villain was already hellish enough, and now this thing had appeared? She’d rather see an actual ghost!!

The insect looked at Zhu Yu, then looked up at the open window on the second floor.

She could actually see a “grin” on the bug’s face.

Viscous saliva dripped onto the ground as the insect scrambled nimbly up the wall.

Its target was Bai Shuzhou!!

Zhu Yu was too shocked to speak. Her legs felt like they were filled with lead. A secret voice in the depths of her heart spoke mockingly: Run. If you run now, none of this will have anything to do with you.

You were born into a happy, ordinary family. You are average and cowardly. The boldest thing you ever did was climb a tree to save a cat—and the cat was just sleeping on its belly, while you fell and broke your leg, wearing a cast for a month.

You are afraid of bugs, you have a fear of heights because of nightmares, and you hate all difficult challenges. You are kind, weak, and incompetent.

You are not a heroine. You can barely save yourself.

Zhu Yu shook her head violently, staring at the window. Her right hand searched her waist and tremblingly found a short blade.

Damn it, wasn’t the original owner a soldier? Why doesn’t she have a gun!

Back home, she needed a long-handled swatter just to hit a tiny fly. What was the difference between a short-blade melee and suicide right now?

Oh. Suicide would be quicker.

Zhu Yu gripped the hilt tightly.

This place was very remote, situated between the Empire and the Federation. She looked back; behind her was nothing but endless yellow sand. The roar of artillery was distant.

The second floor of the base was silent. No wails, no screams—it was as if time had frozen.

Pliant vines bound the giant insect, letting out an overburdened creak. The back of the woman’s pale hand was tense, and her knee had already been pierced by an arching leg.

The insect didn’t seem in a hurry to eat her. Its two antennae stood upright, waving as if in a dance.

Facing imminent danger, Bai Shuzhou’s expression actually grew calm. Her cold, pale blue eyes met those six eyes. She whispered, “Are you transmitting information?”

The vines condensed from spiritual power had reached their limit, gradually becoming transparent. A layer of sacred soft light shimmered at the edges as the fangs sank a few inches deeper into her flesh and blood.

On that pitch-black face, the insect “smiled” again. Its six eyes narrowed simultaneously as it nodded at Bai Shuzhou. A foul, stench-filled breath washed over her.

“GO TO HELL—!!!”

The moment it narrowed its eyes, a girl holding a short blade descended from above. The sharp edge flashed with a cold light, instantly piercing through the energy gland on the insect’s back and twisting.

Zhu Yu clearly felt the Zerg shell shatter under her hand—crack, crack—sticky and hard. She didn’t let go.

Squelch.

With a swirl of her cloak, the girl pulled Bai Shuzhou into a tight embrace, attempting to use her own slender body to shield her from the spray of corrosive fluid.

Her eyes were squeezed shut, not daring to look death in the face. All her bravado had been exhausted in that one strike, leaving her fingertips numb as she held the woman like a piece of fragile jade.

After an unknown amount of time, a cold, suppressed breath came from the woman in her arms.

“How long do you plan on holding me?”