After Transmigrating as a Scumbag Alpha, My Omega Underwent a Second Differentiation - Chapter 1

A long-awaited downpour sent the early autumn temperature plunging as if off a cliff. With the typhoon passing through, the windows rattled loudly under the assault of the rain.

Yet inside the room, where the curtains were drawn, the air conditioner was still on despite the temperature. Beside the head of the bed, the humidifier gave off a faint buzzing sound, the mist it released adding a dreamlike quality to the room.

So it turned out that when a person was on the verge of death, their senses instinctively fell completely beyond their control.

Even though she knew that fighting for this brief moment would be meaningless, Sheng Yinglan still closed her eyes, held her breath, and quietly waited as the water level rose bit by bit inside the car.

It was as though some substance was spreading through the air, slipping into Sheng Yinglan’s body through her mouth, nose, and exposed skin, inch by inch. In the end, all of it gathered at the back of her neck.

A sharp stabbing pain followed, as though something hidden beneath her skin had suddenly been awakened and was impatiently trying to pierce through her flesh and emerge.

The feeling was unbearable. It was as if a thousand needles had been buried in the back of her neck all at once, stabbing into her at different depths. Even death by a thousand cuts would be no more than this.

Sheng Yinglan moved her aching fingers, wanting to soothe the burning patch of skin that felt as if it were being pierced.

But the moment she lifted her arm, the hand lying across her waist instinctively tightened around her.

It was not until her back pressed against an obviously scorching, gently curved chest that Sheng Yinglan’s other senses finally returned.

A faint friction sparked a tiny, unremarkable flame. It swept from her smooth back across her entire body. In an instant, the heat inside her was ignited, spreading like wildfire until it could no longer be stopped.

Although she had already opened her eyes, everything before her seemed hazy and dreamlike. The dim yellow light cast onto the bead curtain scattered specks of brightness around the room as it shifted. No matter how she looked at it, this did not look like her home, much less the inside of her car.

A pure white blanket covered her body, barely hiding the important parts. The arm across her waist revealed a small section of skin. It was not particularly fair; instead, it was filled with resilient strength. Long and domineering, yet not lacking in softness.

Everything was too strange.

Clearly, one second ago, Sheng Yinglan’s last memory had been of herself and her car plunging off a cliff together. Yet when she woke up again, she seemed to be fooling around here with a woman.

Her body temperature was still rising. Her mind was a chaotic mess, and the pain at the back of her neck was growing more obvious. Yet she could not even move her fingers.

All she could do was let out two uncomfortable whimpers, trying to draw the attention of the person behind her. But her soft voice, hoarse and low, sounded instead like a signal of desire. Through the vibration of her chest, it traveled into the other woman’s ears.

“Sorry. You drank too much, and your clothes got dirty when you threw up, so I helped you take them off.”

The other woman’s voice carried a hint of sobriety after drunkenness. Like a gentleman, and with great consideration, she withdrew the arm wrapped around Sheng Yinglan’s waist. Then she pulled the blanket that had slipped down back over her, increasing the distance between them.

No.

Don’t.

Don’t go.

Her body cried out uncontrollably, longing for that warm embrace. The breeze stirred by the movement of the woman’s arm carried a faint woody scent. It seemed to be mixed with something sharp and spicy as well, but it vanished too quickly for her to savor it—yet it was enough to make her sink into it.

Instinctively, she wanted to follow that wisp of scent. She struggled to twist her burning body, wanting to get closer to the other woman, closer and closer still.

But when those misty eyes touched the other woman’s face—a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar—Sheng Yinglan felt as if something had struck heavily against her chest. Large strings of uncontrollable tears fell like a broken thread, splattering onto the snow-white bedsheet.

The emotions that surged up in her chest, long suppressed, seemed at first to have finally found an outlet for the heat in her body.

But after those wavering feelings slowly circled once around her heart, she discovered that the temperature had not decreased. Instead, it had risen, with an indescribable craving mixed into it.

The woman seemed to have only just sobered up slightly from drunkenness. Clarity had not fully returned to her eyes, and a trace of confusion still veiled her dark pupils.

Her clothes, however, were worn neatly. Only, the black high-collared fitted shirt wrapped her entire neck so tightly that not even a hint of skin was exposed. In this room, it looked rather strange.

“Teacher… Teacher Yun…”

Just forcing these three words out of Sheng Yinglan’s throat used up all of her strength. Everything before her eyes was unreal in a way that felt abnormal. She desperately wanted to open her eyes wider and see more clearly, but layers of mist kept falling from her eyes, blocking her vision.

At the same time, a great many fragmented pieces of daily life suddenly surged into Sheng Yinglan’s feverish brain, which had already become incapable of thinking. It was as if they had been forcibly stuffed into her, or as if certain switches inside her body had been opened in an instant, making her arch her body in unbearable discomfort.

That restrained, unbearable, joy-tinged, and somewhat peculiar form of address, together with the crystal-clear tears hanging from Sheng Yinglan’s eyelashes, finally made Yun Rong wake up completely.

Then she smelled it.

There seemed to be a faint floral fragrance in the air, fresh like flowers still wrapped in soil and mixed with dew.

Something seemed to have gone wrong.

A flash of confusion crossed Yun Rong’s eyes, disappearing in an instant. Even her body paused. The moment she smelled that floral fragrance, she felt her throat begin to tighten, and certain thoughts in her heart started to stir.

Outwardly, she remained calm. Quietly, she placed one hand behind her back where Sheng Yinglan could not see. Her sharp nails dug into the soft flesh of her palm, and only then could she maintain a brief moment of clarity.

“Sheng Yinglan, are you drunk out of your mind? I’m Yun Rong, not some teacher of yours. You were the one who dragged me out to drink tonight. Do you remember? Are you feeling unwell? Wait here, I’ll go call someone.”

She had finally caught an opportunity tonight. She could not let it slip away just like this.

Yun Rong asked with concern and made as though she was about to get up. In her heart, however, she calculated that the timing should be about right. From the corner of her eye, she kept glancing at Sheng Yinglan lying on the bed.

Seeing that the other woman was still staring at her with that infatuated expression, without the slightest intention of asking her to stay, Yun Rong had no choice but to pretend as though the drug was taking effect. Her legs went weak, and she fell back onto the bed. With disbelief in her eyes, she glared at Sheng Yinglan.

“Sheng Yinglan.”

She spat out the other woman’s name viciously.

“You drugged the wine?”

The soft mattress shook back and forth with Yun Rong’s movements. Although Sheng Yinglan had not fully understood her current situation, she still heard every word the other woman said and caught the key information.

No matter how muddled she was, it was impossible for her to forget that just now, she had been driving straight off a cliff.

From such a great height, there was no way she could still be alive.

Even if she had survived, there was no way she could be seeing Teacher Yun, who had already been buried beneath that cliff several years ago.

She had never drunk alcohol together with Teacher Yun.

It was even more impossible for her to drug Teacher Yun.

And if Teacher Yun were still alive, there was no way she would still be this young.

The air conditioner was clearly still on, yet the temperature in the room stubbornly climbed higher and higher. The hair curled beside Sheng Yinglan’s ears was already somewhat damp, but her mind was still relatively clear.

Very quickly, based on the current situation and the other woman’s words, she realized that she had most likely transmigrated into an ABO novel.

The novel mainly told the story of how the female lead, Yun Rong, went through countless hardships, escaped from a scumbag Alpha, grew step by step, and finally lived happily together with her official partner.

Sheng Yinglan herself was an actress, and she had always been rather interested in novels. On top of that, the female lead in this novel had exactly the same name as Teacher Yun, which made her even more curious.

But later, she accidentally discovered that the cannon-fodder scumbag Alpha in the story actually had the exact same name as her too.

Because the scumbag Alpha in the book was written as paranoid and gloomy, forcibly taking the female lead Yun Rong and compelling her to submit to her.

Even after succeeding, she was still not satisfied. She tortured Yun Rong even more severely, leaving her broken both physically and mentally.

It was not until the female lead was reborn from the ashes that she repaid the scumbag Alpha in kind, imprisoning her during her susceptible period and removing her glands…

Faced with such a scumbag carrying her own name and desecrating Teacher Yun, Sheng Yinglan had only skimmed through the book in a hurry before she could no longer bear to continue reading.

As if to confirm the fact that she had transmigrated into the book, she struggled to feel the area around her right elbow. When she discovered that the bone there was flat and smooth, without the slightest protrusion, she became completely certain.

She had transmigrated into the book.

Based on the keywords Yun Rong had just given her, Sheng Yinglan quickly figured out that the story should currently have progressed to the part where she, under the pretense of drinking together, had invited Yun Rong out and drugged her with something that would induce an Omega’s heat, intending to force Yun Rong to submit to her.

But just as she thought of this, several abrupt images suddenly appeared in her mind. They seemed to be fragments from the original body’s past life.

Before she could examine them closely, she felt a warm breath approaching her cheek. The pain at the back of her neck began to deepen again, and because of the other woman’s approach, her limbs turned weak and sore, leaving her unable to move.

Sheng Yinglan’s attention was instantly pulled back to Yun Rong, who was currently suffering from the effects of the drug and had collapsed not far from her.

Yun Rong’s face was not flushed. Her brows were slightly furrowed, as though she was enduring something. Only her star-like eyes had, at some point, turned scarlet. Emotions Sheng Yinglan could not understand flickered within them.

That scorching breath fell directly onto Sheng Yinglan’s eyelashes.

She trembled unconsciously, like a butterfly flapping its wings in an attempt to fly away, unaware that it had already been wrapped tightly in a spider’s web, with no chance of escape.

Words could never truly explain an entire worldview.

Just like Sheng Yinglan now—she could not understand why Yun Rong was clearly the one who should be in heat, yet she herself could not move either.

According to the explanations in the story, she should not be staying in the same room as Yun Rong right now. An Omega who had been forcibly induced into heat was extremely dangerous. Sheng Yinglan needed to send Yun Rong to the hospital immediately.

But instinctively, her heart wanted to get closer to Yun Rong. Closer, and closer still.

She wanted to smell again what that sharp, spicy note hidden within the woody fragrance was.

She wanted to be held in the arms of this person who had the same face as Teacher Yun.

She did not want to hurt Yun Rong, yet she could not stand up to save her either. All she could do was close her eyes, try her best to turn her head aside, endure the impulse in her heart that wanted to draw near, endure the needle-like pain at the back of her neck, and do everything she could to move her body away from the other woman.

But unexpectedly, before she had moved even an inch away, Yun Rong behind her had already chased after her.

Yun Rong’s breath fell against the painful patch at the back of her neck. In an instant, all those sharp, piercing pains transformed into fine strands of electric current, surging through the tiny blood vessels and spreading through her entire body.

Sheng Yinglan’s body began to tremble like a leaf knocked loose by the autumn wind, swaying and drifting, not knowing where its way home was.

Instinctively, she sensed danger and wanted to avoid it. But the moment she moved, Yun Rong, who had chased up behind her, seized the back of her neck and pinned her in place.

This had not originally been part of Yun Rong’s plan.

But the moment she smelled that fresh, faint floral fragrance of unknown origin, she had already begun to lose control.

That scent was very special. Yun Rong had never smelled it before, yet it was so fatal. Just that faint, light fragrance was enough to hook away her soul and sever her spirit. Following the faint traces of it, she found its source.

Clearly, the fragrance was already right before her eyes, yet something seemed to be blocking it, refusing to let Yun Rong have her satisfaction.

On top of that, the person in front of her kept showing signs of wanting to escape. It drew out all the ruthlessness, obsession, and gloom buried in Yun Rong’s heart.

She reached out and pressed down on her prey. Then she revealed her sharp canine teeth and pierced into the place where the floral fragrance was at its richest.

The pain at the back of her neck brought a little of Sheng Yinglan’s reason back.

Among the countless flowing thoughts, she only vaguely managed to catch one.

Wasn’t the original body supposed to be an Alpha?

How could she still be bitten on the neck by an Omega?