After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, I Marked my White Moonlight Omega - Chapter 3

Even though Jiang Nan spent her days talking big about wanting to engage in some “intense exercise” with her “White Moonlight” wife, Lin Yu…

When it actually came down to the real deal… she was, of course, even more excited!

To an Alpha like Jiang Nan, an Omega’s pheromones were no different from an aphrodisiac; the cold, beautiful face of the person in her arms now wore a flushed, dazed expression, worlds apart from the calm and collected Black Gang leader she was during the day.

Influenced by the pheromones, Jiang Nan’s eyes also shimmered with the heat of desire, but she clung to her last shred of reason, wanting to treat her beautiful wife gently; she cradled Lin Yu’s face with tender movements and softly kissed those supple lips.

The air was filled with the scents of Photinia flowers and leaves, overlapping throughout the room and making the atmosphere exceptionally enchanting.

Lin Yu opened her eyes slightly, finding Jiang Nan’s behavior today unusual; for a “scum Alpha” driven by lust, her attack on an Omega shouldn’t have been this gentle.

Could it be that Jiang Nan didn’t like her pheromones?

At that thought, Lin Yu suddenly remembered the cloying, sweet peach scent from the hotel yesterday, and for some reason, a messy spark of irritability rose in her heart.

This made her movements bolder; her grip on Jiang Nan’s wrists tightened, and her tongue sought hers more fiercely.

Jiang Nan didn’t expect Lin Yu to suddenly become so bold, but at a time like this, she couldn’t afford to care about much else; she pinned Lin Yu’s hands above her head, her eyes flashing a deep, surging crimson as she slowly pulled away from Lin Yu’s lips.

As her other hand applied a bit of pressure, Lin Yu let out a sweet, syrupy pant, her brow furrowing slightly as physiological tears gathered at the corners of her eyes.

Her cold face was stained with a longing unique to surrender, and she whispered in a faint, tearful voice.

“Jiang… Nan, don’t stop.”

Damn, this was truly driving her crazy.

“Beep— Beep—”

The alarm for the daily morning physical training rang from the phone on the nightstand; Lin Yu frowned and tried to turn over, only to find herself held tightly in Jiang Nan’s embrace.

Jiang Nan was sleeping soundly, a permanent upward curve on her lips, occasionally smacking her mouth as if she were dreaming of something wonderful.

Lin Yu pushed Jiang Nan’s head away with some exasperation and broke free from her arms; just as she tried to sit up, Jiang Nan’s arms wrapped around her waist from behind.

When Jiang Nan woke up, she only felt a force pushing her away, leaving her arms empty; the scent of pheromones from the previous night’s pleasure lingered in the air, sparking vivid memories.

She opened her eyes to see that Lin Yu’s black lace nightgown was long gone; the snowy white skin of her back was dotted with a few ambiguous red marks, which Jiang Nan instinctively leaned into and nuzzled.

Lin Yu felt quite helpless at this gesture, her eyes lowering as she tried to look back; perhaps because the night had been too intense, her voice was slightly raspy and exceptionally sexy.

“…Jiang Nan, did you see anything?”

Jiang Nan’s brain was still in “boot-up” mode; she clung to Lin Yu’s back like a piece of sticky candy, eyes closed, as her hands began to stray restlessly over Lin Yu’s soft curves, boldly giving them a couple of squeezes.

Lin Yu’s face instantly darkened several shades; her brows twitched as she performed a backflip, slamming Jiang Nan onto the floor with a dull thud.

In the early morning villa, a scream soon rang out, loud enough to pierce the roof.

“—Ahhhh, Wife!”

Jiang Nan was now wide awake; fortunately, Lin Yu had specifically granted her a pass from the morning physical training today.

However, that was because… Lin Yu had dislocated her arm. Wuwu.

Her wife’s combat power was truly off the charts; heavens, why did she love her wife even more now?

Jiang Nan lay on the bed with a tearless face, enduring the sharp pain in her arm while Yue Qian sat by her side, attempting to take her limp arm and pop it back into place.

“Ow, ow, ow! It hurts! Don’t touch me!”

Jiang Nan’s face was contorted in a “life or death” struggle, leaving Yue Qian momentarily unsure of where to start.

Helplessly, Yue Qian picked up a towel from the nightstand and violently stuffed it into Jiang Nan’s mouth, smiling with a gentle expression. “Perverted Spirit Medium, don’t worry, it’ll be over quickly. It won’t hurt.”

Then, before Jiang Nan could make a final struggle or protest, Yue Qian hoisted the arm up, resulting in a distinct crack as the bone returned to its socket.

Jiang Nan bit down hard on the towel from the sudden pain, her pupils dilating as physiological tears welled up; her body went limp instantly, and she stared at the ceiling, having lost all will to live.

She really hadn’t expected that the “Gentle Older Sister” Yue Qian… would have such incredible grip strength.

Yue Qian thoughtfully removed the towel and set it aside, flashing that kind smile again as she gently wiped the cold sweat from Jiang Nan’s forehead. “Perverted Spirit Medium, the Boss just finished her morning exercise. She told you to go to the living room for a meeting.”

Jiang Nan glanced at Yue Qian, weakly protesting: “Wait, what? How… how am I supposed to go? And why is your Boss calling me to a meeting anyway?”

Yue Qian shook her head thoughtfully, looking troubled as she replied: “As for that, I don’t know. If the Perverted Spirit Medium can’t get up, I’ll just call some people to carry you to the living room.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nan jumped up instantly; the mere thought of those bodyguards’ grip strength made her worry her poor arm would be dislocated a second time.

In this Black Gang, it really wasn’t easy to survive.

“It’s fine! I’m completely fine! I’m going to the living room to find your Boss right now.”

Yue Qian nodded in satisfaction at Jiang Nan’s spirited response.

When Jiang Nan arrived in the living room, Lin Yu had apparently just showered; the ends of her hair were still damp, and she was dressed in her usual professional attire and high heels, her face having returned to its distant, indifferent, and icy state.

Seeing Jiang Nan sit down across from her, she spoke slowly, getting straight to the point: “Speak. Can you see anything?”

Jiang Nan felt her heart tighten as all the female subordinates seated around her cast their gazes in her direction.

It seemed that the fact she had already marked their Boss Lin Yu was known to the entire organization…

Jiang Nan awkwardly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and gave a dry laugh. “Um… I saw a person, but I don’t know who they are. I’m guessing it’s someone in President Lin’s social circle.”

She was telling the truth; through the marking, her divine power had indeed been triggered, and the images in her mind had become much clearer.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu gestured with her eyes to a subordinate, and soon a projection appeared on the wall behind her.

It displayed photos of various people within Lin Yu’s social circle.

Jiang Nan’s gaze shifted to the screen, and she suddenly pointed excitedly at one of them: “That’s her!”

At this, everyone in the meeting looked toward where Jiang Nan was pointing.

Lin Yu turned her head, looking at the photo of a woman with pink hair and a charming smile, and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

“You mean, Lin Wan?”

Sitting next to Jiang Nan, Yue Qian whispered a reminder: “Perverted Spirit Medium, are you sure? Lin Wan is the Boss’s younger sister—well, the biological daughter of the Boss’s adoptive father.”

Hearing the reminder, Jiang Nan looked at Lin Yu, nodded in confirmation, and said loudly: “Yes! It’s her, there’s no mistake.”

Everyone present began to chime in.

“Boss, Lin Wan has indeed been restless these past few years. Plus, Chairman Lin didn’t like her much. If she’s the one who planned the accident, it wouldn’t be surprising.”

“But Lin Wan is Chairman Lin’s biological child! How could she do something like that?”

“Since the Perverted Spirit Medium said so, I think it has some credibility. She did call out that thing about Huzi’s wife cheating before…”

“The Perverted Spirit Medium is just a pervert! Boss, are you really going to believe her?”

“The Boss even sacrificed herself to the Perverted Spirit Medium for Chairman Lin’s sake. By saying that, are you really considering the Boss’s feelings?”

Listening to the chatter, Jiang Nan sat in her seat not daring to offer any opinion, fearing that any move might result in another dislocated arm; she quietly picked up a glass of water, trying to lower her presence.

Lin Yu frowned and cleared her throat, and the room instantly went silent. She didn’t seem to care about her subordinates’ opinions, instead turning her gaze back to Jiang Nan.

“Then did you see what Lin Wan was doing?”

Jiang Nan looked at the pink-haired photo on the screen again, and fragmented images flashed through her mind. Her lip twitched as she asked awkwardly.

“Do you… do you really want to hear it, Wi— President Lin?”

Lin Yu leaned back, looking down at Jiang Nan with a frown, and spoke impatiently: “Speak.”

Jiang Nan scratched her cheek with her finger to hide her embarrassment and began to describe the images in a low voice.

“Uh, I saw Lin Wan being ‘marked’ by an Alpha… but I really can’t see the Alpha’s face clearly. My divine power must be too low…”

After saying this, she quickly continued, fearing someone would take the chance to call her a pervert again.

“But! Lin Wan seemed to enjoy it very much. She must be marked by this Alpha year-round. Also, that Alpha has a bloody aura about them… they are likely the killer, or have been in close contact with the killer.”

As soon as Jiang Nan spoke, the room went silent. No one expected things to have developed to such a complex level.

The group of Black Gang members—who were high on combat power but short on brainpower—let out a collective gasp. They frowned and bowed their heads, seemingly trying to screen all the Alphas Lin Wan had been in contact with.

“Boss! Based on our screening, the number of Alphas Lin Wan has had contact with is nearly three digits…”

“And she’s probably been marked by at least fifty of them!”