After I Became A Scumbag Alpha, the Female Lead Omega and I Both Fell Hard (Transmigration Into A Novel) - Chapter 2

Song Chenxi’s heart clenched as she watched the Omega beg so desperately for mercy.

What had the original Song Chenxi done to this poor girl to reduce her to such a state?

Song Chenxi unclenched her fists and slapped herself hard across the face. Then she crouched beside the sofa and tried to force out a smile.

“Don’t be afraid. I won’t hit you. I promise.”

Hearing Song Chenxi’s voice so close to her, the Omega grew even more frightened and shuffled backward. Once she had nowhere left to retreat, she frantically shook her head.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

Her timid, helpless apologies made Song Chenxi’s heart ache.

But of course. Every time the original Song Chenxi had apologized and promised not to do it again, she had only subjected the girl to even crueler abuse afterward.

Song Chenxi rose and sat beside the Omega, reaching out to stroke her back.

The jasmine fragrance emanating from the Omega’s body was like an aphrodisiac poison, making Song Chenxi dizzy for a moment.

She shook her head and blinked hard, barely managing to remain conscious.

The Omega trembled while repeatedly saying, “I’m sorry.” Her voice rose and fell unpredictably, and even her breathing was unsteady.

When she saw the Alpha’s hand gradually approaching, the Omega tightly covered her head with both arms. Her body shook, and her eyes filled with panic and terror.

“I was wrong,” she sobbed. “I’ll never do it again.”

Song Chenxi did not know how to comfort her and frowned slightly.

What concerned her even more was that the girl was far too thin, and her mental state appeared equally poor.

Her torn collar exposed a large expanse of skin, and bloody bite marks covered her collarbone.

Her pale shoulder blades were as thin as cicada wings. The bones of her spine protruded sharply from her back, while her curled legs were excessively slender. Her toes were spread far apart, each one looking so fragile that it might snap with the slightest pinch.

How had this girl managed to stay alive?

The moment Song Chenxi’s palm touched the girl’s protruding spine, her apologies abruptly grew louder.

A second later, her voice stopped entirely.

She had fainted from fear.

This was not the first time someone had collapsed in front of Song Chenxi. Frowning, she supported the unconscious Omega and calmly located the original Song Chenxi’s phone.

Ignoring the numerous messages and missed calls, she immediately called emergency services. Thanks to the remnants of the original owner’s memories, she was able to provide the exact address.

While they waited for the ambulance, the Omega rested against Song Chenxi’s shoulder.

Even while unconscious, her body continued to tremble.

The jasmine fragrance did not dissipate after the Omega fainted.

Song Chenxi struggled to resist the sweet yet agonizing temptation. Sweat beaded across her forehead, her chest rose and fell incessantly, and every cell in her body clamored for the same thing.

Possess her.

Tear her apart.

Make her cry out beautifully.

Left with no other choice, Song Chenxi laid the Omega flat on the sofa. She then staggered away, found a blanket, and covered her with it before sitting as far away as possible.

She repeatedly dug her nails into her palms and the webbing between her thumbs and index fingers.

The places she had pinched were already red and swollen. A few more times, and the skin would break and bleed.

Sweat had soaked the front of her shirt, and her heart was pounding wildly.

Yet Song Chenxi had no attention to spare for herself.

Her heart and mind were entirely occupied by the pitiful Omega lying on the sofa. She sincerely hoped the girl would be all right.

Those ten minutes were far more difficult to endure than she had imagined.

With her head throbbing as though it might split apart, Song Chenxi stumbled into the bathroom. She scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it over her face.

After briefly calming herself, she raised her head and looked into the mirror.

Light-brown waves cascaded like seaweed, falling loosely over her shoulders. Striking, three-dimensional features adorned her beautiful oval face, while her sharp brows lent her an additional hint of fierceness. Within her long, richly defined eyes, irises of the same light-brown shade gleamed with the luminous elegance of amber.

Her long, slender neck disappeared into the collar of a white shirt. A black rose was tattooed behind her ear. Beneath her gray, hip-hugging pencil skirt were torn black bodystockings.

She looked elegant and aristocratic, yet possessed a wild, flamboyant, and dangerously aggressive beauty.

It was completely different from her usual style.

Just as she pushed open the bathroom door, the sound of an ambulance came from beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She glanced at the Omega, who still lay flat on the sofa with her eyes closed, before dragging her leaden legs toward the entrance.

“Young President Song, are you all right?”

“Young President Song, where are you injured?”

Several doctors in protective clothing surrounded Song Chenxi.

“N-No, it isn’t me.” Song Chenxi shook her head firmly and pushed away the medical workers’ hands. “The patient is lying on the sofa. Hurry and save her!”

The medical workers exchanged glances.

By comparison, Song Chenxi looked far more like the patient.

Her face was deathly pale, and her dry lips were completely bloodless. Beads of sweat as large as beans rolled down her forehead and dripped onto the snow-white bow at her chest.

“Hurry! What are you standing there for?” Song Chenxi had picturesque features, but when she grew angry, her face naturally twisted into a fierce expression, radiating a powerful air of hostility. “I’m fine. Save her first!”

*

An Omega whose skin seemed to glow just as white lay on the pristine hospital bed.

Song Chenxi had been informed that she was experiencing the final day of her susceptible period. She was allowed into the hospital room only after receiving an injection of powerful suppressants, applying a pheromone-blocking patch, and being repeatedly examined to confirm that she posed no threat.

Soft moonlight coated the Omega’s cheeks in a gentle glow.

Only then did Song Chenxi get a clear look at the Omega’s face. Her skin was so tender that it seemed water could be squeezed from it, and moisture clung to her thick, long eyelashes. She appeared to be trapped in a nightmare, giving her a fragile, shattered beauty.

At that moment, the Omega on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

Her irises were a highly saturated black. Bathed in moonlight, the Omega closely resembled a captivating snow spirit capable of stealing souls.

A single glance was enough to make anyone fall hopelessly under her spell.

Song Chenxi stared at her in a daze. Even if this girl asked for the stars in the sky, Song Chenxi would risk her life to pluck them down for her.

The Omega blinked and slowly turned her head toward Song Chenxi.

As though she had seen a demon, her entire body jolted. Bracing her hands weakly against the bed, she forced herself upright.

“M-Master.”

Her voice was clear and ethereal. Paired with her appearance, her pure yet seductive allure was enough to drive anyone mad.

Song Chenxi could not accept being addressed that way. Gritting her teeth, she tried to smile.

“You don’t have to call me that. I’m not your master.”

The moment she finished speaking, the Omega visibly began to tremble as though she had heard something terrifying.

“Y-You are my master. P-Please don’t abandon me.”

Song Chenxi dragged one hand down her face and carefully organized her words, doing her best not to hurt the Omega.

“I’m not abandoning you. I’m saying that I have a name. You can call me Song Chenxi.”

The Omega lowered her head and hunched her shoulders, too frightened to speak.

“By the way…” Seeing this, Song Chenxi did not dare move too close. “You have a name too, don’t you?”

The original novel had never properly introduced either of its two female leads. Since Song Chenxi had skipped through much of it while reading, she did not even know the Omega’s name.

The Omega froze for a second before hesitantly nodding.

“May I ask what your name is?”

The instant Song Chenxi finished speaking, the Omega raised her head and glanced at her in terror, uncertain what sort of game her master intended to play this time.

Her politeness and humility were frightening.

She was extremely nervous, her gaze constantly darting away. Like an injured rabbit, she was so docile that the sight made Song Chenxi’s heart ache.

While the Omega considered her answer, Song Chenxi waited patiently without urging her.

After a long silence, the girl nervously whispered, “Ruan Tang.”

The name seemed faintly familiar to Song Chenxi.

“Your name is beautiful.”

Ruan Tang froze for a moment. Filled with apprehension, she lowered her head even further.

The Omega curled herself into a tiny ball. If Song Chenxi did not speak, she would never take the initiative to say anything.

Her small fingers were picking at a wound on her arm. A purple scab had formed over it, but its color was still too light. If she tore it open, it would undoubtedly begin bleeding again.

Song Chenxi frowned and quickly stepped forward, carefully moving Ruan Tang’s fingers away.

“There are bacteria beneath your fingernails. You’ll make the wound infected again.”

Ruan Tang’s face filled with alarm. She suddenly raised her head, but the moment her eyes met Song Chenxi’s, she hurriedly looked away.

Trembling, she did not dare raise her head again, much less speak.

The crease between Song Chenxi’s brows, which had just begun to ease, deepened once more.

Ruan Tang vigorously wiped her hands and bit her lip tightly, as though afraid that someone would find her dirty and disgusting. The sight was deeply distressing.

She clearly feared the original Song Chenxi. Everything she said and did was filled with unfamiliarity and distance. There did not appear to be any love between them—not even the slightest affection.

Yet she repeatedly begged the original Song Chenxi not to abandon her.

Why?

Song Chenxi could not understand it.

But she did not dare push Ruan Tang too hard. She could only take things slowly.

The phone on the coffee table had been vibrating without pause. Someone saved under the name “Water Snake” had already called seventeen times.

Earlier, Song Chenxi had been in no condition to answer. Now that she had calmed down, she decided to take the call.

“Girl, where the hell are you? You didn’t pleasure yourself to death, did you?”

The other person’s voice was so shrill that Song Chenxi had to hold the phone far away from her ear.

She was not familiar with the contact name.

“Mm,” she answered politely. “May I ask who this is?”

The other person went silent for a second.

“Hey! Second Miss Song, what game are you playing with me now? Hurry up and open the door. The brand-new dog cage you had custom-made has arrived.”

At the mention of the dog cage, Song Chenxi instantly understood.

This “Water Snake” was the original owner’s best friend mentioned in the synopsis—She Min, another notorious hell-raiser among the wealthy second-generation Alphas.

She was the one who recommended new ways for Song Chenxi to torment Ruan Tang every day. Ultimately, Ruan Tang had been abused to death during one of their many games.

Song Chenxi’s face abruptly darkened.

“Fuck off,” she said coldly.