Betrothed as a Pawn: The Phony Beta’s Secret Out
Being transmigrated as a foil is not terrifying—but being forced to marry a disabled top Alpha as a substitute is a fatal disaster, for one wrong step leads to a brutal death! He wakes up in an ABO novel, trapped in the body of a pathetic Beta foil, whose vanity and viciousness lead to a bloody end at the hands of his spouse—a powerful and formidable general. He dares not court death, yet fears even more that he cannot escape the foil’s predetermined fate. To survive, he offers a contract on his own initiative: “General, hire me as your caregiver instead. I’ll take care of you, and we’ll divorce when the contract ends. Deal?”
But a month later, the bedridden general glares at him coldly and demands an answer: “You took advantage of my immobility to touch and cling to me, yet you want a divorce the moment you get what you want?” He struggles to prove his innocence: I didn’t! It’s not true!
Five months later, the general grips his chin, his gaze sharp as a blade: “You’re clearly an Omega—why disguise yourself as a Beta? Do you yearn to run that badly?” He is utterly stunned, stammering his defense: “I’ve always been a Beta!” The original owner was a Beta until his last breath!
The general leans down, his nose brushing gently against the nape of his neck, his voice low, hoarse and dangerous: “I never have, and never will, react to the pheromones of a Beta.”