After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, a Cold Omega Stole My Heart - Chapter 1

In a university dormitory, a young girl was lying on her stomach on the top bunk. Her fair legs swung back and forth as she held a phone, her fingertips sliding across the screen incessantly.

“Yun-zai, time for lunch.” A roommate patted the girl’s shoulder, feeling somewhat helpless that she had once again become so absorbed in her own world that she forgot to eat.

“Ah… sorry, I lost track of time again. You haven’t been waiting too long, have you?” The girl looked up and gave an apologetic smile.

She possessed a soft, exquisite face and an aura that made people feel comfortable and naturally fond of her.

“Are you reading that novel with the character who has the same name as you again? What was it called… oh right… the Scum Alpha!” The roommate patted her shoulder again, her tone thick with a sense of playful schadenfreude. The girl’s face turned slightly red as she gently brushed the hand off her shoulder.

“Don’t be like that. I’m nothing like her.”

“Fine, fine. Anyway, let’s head out.”

The girl—or rather, Xie Shuyun—didn’t want to keep her roommate waiting any longer. She quickly threw on her small jacket, grabbed her wallet, and prepared to follow her friend out. Unexpectedly, the moment she stepped out of the dormitory, her vision went black and her consciousness grew hazy.

A rich milky scent mixed with the refreshing aroma of coconut—warm, smooth, and silky. Why was there such a smell…?

Did someone spill a drink? Xie Shuyun didn’t understand. She only felt her head spinning and her body burning with a terrifying heat, especially at the back of her neck, which felt incredibly uncomfortable. A voice in her head seemed to be telling her that the source of this fragrance was the key to relieving her physical distress.

Possess it, plunder it, make it yours! This demonic temptation gave Xie Shuyun a splitting headache. Trembling, she clutched her head and let out a hoarse, low whimper:

“What are you saying… who… are you…?” Perhaps it wasn’t an illusion, but after she spoke, her mind cleared significantly. Her blurred vision gradually sharpened, but what met her eyes wasn’t the hospital she expected—it was a completely strange place.

Before she could take a closer look, the sweet coconut milk fragrance intensified, making her head reel again. The fire inside her showed signs of igniting once more. She hurried to look toward the source of the scent.

It was a girl who couldn’t be fully described even by the word “beautiful.” She had lovely willow-leaf eyes, flawless porcelain skin, and delicate, sexy thin lips. Her long hair reached her waist. But beauty aside, the girl looked to be in a very bad state.

The girl’s eyes were tightly shut, and her body was curled into a typical defensive posture. Her exquisite face was flushed deep red, sweat drenched her cheeks, and even the thin white dress beneath her was soaked, faintly revealing the skin underneath. Her long hair clung to her body due to the moisture—messy and disheveled, yet still breathtakingly beautiful.

“What’s wrong? Does she have a fever?” Although Xie Shuyun couldn’t grasp the situation, it was clearly wrong. Suppressing her own discomfort, she cautiously reached out to touch the girl’s cheek. As expected, it was scorching hot.

Slash! Xie Shuyun felt a sudden sting in her hand, causing her to gasp. The girl had opened her bloodshot eyes at some point, misted over with the moisture of pain. There were flickers of fire in her pupils as she looked at Xie Shuyun, wavering as her consciousness faded.

In her hand was a small blade, stained with beads of blood. Xie Shuyun looked down at her own arm; a shallow cut had been carved into it. Blood slowly flowed out, pooling together and dripping onto the snow-white sheets, blooming like a dark flower.

“Xie… Shuyun… get out… if you come any closer… I’ll make you regret it…”

Despite the girl’s flushed face, her cold, dark gaze—like an endless abyss—made Xie Shuyun shudder involuntarily.

“…You have a fever. I just wanted to ask where the medicine is.” Clutching her wounded hand, Xie Shuyun didn’t give up, trying to show kindness. In return, she received an even more vigilant and disgusted stare.

“…Heh… what kind of trick are you trying to play now?” The girl let out a soft laugh laced with mockery. Her pupils were dilated; she was clearly on the verge of losing consciousness. As if trying to keep herself awake, she gripped the blade harder, and blood began to spread along her snowy wrist, staining her white dress and creating a strange, tragic beauty.

“Don’t do anything reckless! Your hand is bleeding, let go!” Panicked, Xie Shuyun quickly reached out to pin the girl down and snatched the blade away, throwing it far across the room to prevent her from hurting herself further.

The girl struggled but couldn’t break free. She murmured fragmented words that Xie Shuyun couldn’t catch. Without pausing to investigate, Xie Shuyun cupped the girl’s face in her hands.

“It really is burning. Could this be over 40 degrees Celsius?” Saying this, Xie Shuyun picked up a nearby blanket to wipe the sweat from the girl’s forehead. When she reached the neck, her fingertips brushed against a swollen protrusion, making her freeze. At that instant, a cat-like whimper escaped the girl’s lips, followed by an even more concentrated burst of fragrance.

Xie Shuyun’s vision blurred. When she came to her senses, she realized she had pinned the girl down and brushed aside her long hair, revealing the snowy-white back of her neck. There sat a thumb-sized, red, swollen protrusion—the source of the fragrance.

A tingling itch spread through Xie Shuyun’s canines. She licked them with her tongue and found they had grown sharp. She wanted to bite—to bite the source of this scent. Her body moved instinctively toward the girl. This feeling terrified her, as if she were being controlled by something.

With trembling hands, Xie Shuyun slapped herself. The pain barely allowed her to regain her reason… Suddenly, she spotted a door out of the corner of her eye. She stumbled over and threw it open, hoping to find someone to help.

The moment the door opened, a bright light stung her eyes, contrasting with the dimness of the room. The fresh air cleared her chaotic mind slightly, but the coconut milk scent followed her closely. She covered her nose and retreated.

“Eldest Miss? Why did you come out? Your face… what happened to your face? Was it that Miss Cheng who hit you?” A woman’s surprised cry caught Xie Shuyun’s attention. She turned her head slightly to see a woman in a maid’s uniform walking quickly toward her. She didn’t recognize this person, but she couldn’t care about that now. She pointed to the girl on the bed and said:

“That girl needs help. She has a fever. Please give her some fever medicine.”

Panting for breath, Xie Shuyun didn’t notice the shock on the maid’s face at her request. However, the maid quickly obeyed, returning with two small boxes. Standing by the door, Xie Shuyun watched as the maid took a syringe from one of the boxes and injected it into the girl’s arm.

The medicine seemed to work fast. Before long, the girl’s writhing ceased, and she slumped onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

Out of respect, Xie Shuyun looked away, avoiding the girl’s exposed body. She told the maid to cover her with a blanket. Rubbing her throbbing temples, the heat in her own body still lingered. She considered asking the maid for fever medicine as well.

Then, she saw the maid take another syringe from the other box. The maid said to her:

“Eldest Miss, you seem to be entering your rut. Would you like a shot of suppressor as well?”

…Suppressor? Hearing this unfamiliar term, Xie Shuyun dazed for a moment but eventually nodded. She watched as the maid injected the syringe into her own arm. As the liquid entered, a cool sensation slowly flowed through her veins, driving away the parching heat.

She clenched her fist, and once she was sure her body had recovered, she finally had the leisure to examine her new surroundings.

She was currently standing in a hallway. The decor was extravagant yet elegant, with thick plush carpets underfoot. Expensive vases, antiques, and paintings lined the walls. Occasionally, maids passed by and greeted her respectfully. Every detail screamed two words: Very Rich!

What on earth was going on? Where was this?

Xie Shuyun felt dazed. The place felt strange, yet she felt like she had seen similar scenes before. Was it an illusion? How could she have ever been to such a high-end place?

“Eldest Miss, the Head of the Family is returning to have dinner with you tonight. He is expected back in two hours,” a woman dressed in a crisp suit with a professional aura walked up and said to her.

Xie Shuyun blinked, not entirely sure what the woman was talking about, but she maintained her composure and nodded slightly.

“I understand. Thank you for letting me know.” She pointed to the girl on the bed and continued: “She was just running a fever and needs to rest.”

The woman’s gaze followed hers, and after a brief pause, she said slowly:

“I will have someone take Miss Cheng back to her room… Eldest Miss, you’ve only recently presented. It’s a bit too early to want to mark an Omega. Besides… Miss Cheng’s status as an adopted daughter isn’t suitable right now…”

Xie Shuyun gulped, blinking as she struggled to process the impact of that short sentence. Ultimately, she stepped aside to make a path for the woman to enter the room.

“Put her back in her room. Have a maid wipe her down. If needed, call a doctor. Don’t let her catch a cold.”

“Understood.” A flash of surprise—identical to the maid’s earlier reaction—appeared in the woman’s eyes. This time, Xie Shuyun noticed it but could only awkwardly turn her face away, watching as the maid carried the girl to the room next door.

So… is this my current room? Xie Shuyun walked back into the room. A machine was humming, neutralizing the heavy coconut milk scent. She finally had the mind to look around.

The room was massive, nearly 300 square meters. Besides a giant double bed in the center, it was fully equipped with a TV, sofa, and refrigerator. There was also a desk, bookshelves filled with manga, neatly stacked game consoles, a high-end bathroom, and a private walk-in closet.

It was luxurious, but Xie Shuyun’s heart sank lower and lower until it hit rock bottom.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw that the original owner had “Phoenix eyes” with slightly upturned corners. Her pupils were brown, shimmering with a charming light under the lamps. Her features were full of a heroic, spirited air. She was tall—estimated at 1.75 meters—with long hair falling over her shoulders. Her looks were just as stunning as the Omega girl’s!

Also named Xie Shuyun, a girl surnamed Cheng who was an Omega, suppressors, being called Eldest Miss, a luxurious mansion… She couldn’t have transmigrated into a book, could she?! And become the “Scum Alpha” of the story!

The Scum Alpha was known for bullying the female lead Omega, philandering outside, using the girl as a shield, causing her to be isolated at school, and even trying to mark her during her heat to turn her into a literal prisoner!

With a track record like that, the ending was naturally disastrous.

She ended up having her glands removed, being thrown into prison as a “special target” for abuse, and dying a miserable death in her cell.

Xie Shuyun prayed in her heart that the girl just happened to be an Omega with the same surname as the female lead—please, let her not have the same name!