Chapter 31

Chris almost raced to the interrogation room.

But the door to the interrogation room was wide open and empty, and the boy who had been dangling nicely from the gallows was nowhere to be found.

"No, no…" Chris's heart palpitated instantly as he reached down the corridor and yanked one of the pirates by the scruff of his neck, "Where's Jorah? Where's Jorah?"

The star pirate was startled by him, he had never seen Chris's red-eyed, crazed appearance before. He pointed in a direction, "They took him to the boss's room and sent him an aphrodisiac…."

Chris's expression turned grim, and he raised his hand to fling the star pirate aside, rushing towards Apollon's room.

The star pirate who fell to the ground touched his neck in bewilderment, he crawled up and took two steps before he reacted and shouted, "Chris has defected! Stop him!"

In an instant, everyone in the corridor was alerted and raised their weapons towards Chris.

Chris didn't slow down at all, he lifted his hands and ripped off the protective suit around his neck, the pheromone pressure of an alpha instantly spread throughout the corridor.

The pirates with their guns in the air hesitated for a split second because of this interference, but it was in that split second of hesitation that Chris snapped their necks and grabbed their weapons.

Like a crazed beast, Chris lost all his calm and caution, and what remained was madness.

He then stepped on blood to the door of Apollon's room. Looking at the closed door, Chris raised his hand and threw away the broken arm in his hand.

He put his hand on the closed door, but Chris hesitated, closing his eyes to hide the pain in them.

What will he see when he opens this door?

Did Apollon mark Jorah?

Their pheromones blended together.

His boy, in his absence, was forced by another alpha…

Chris's eyes turned red as if they were dripping blood.

That's no reason for you to be weak! His mind roared.

The door made of a special alloy that was claimed to be able to resist SSS-level people rumbled to the ground, and the sweet and unusually alluring pheromones instantly surged out.

Taking a fierce sniff of the purest of pheromones in the air, Chris was almost in tears.

Thankfully, he was just in time.

His body suddenly surged, and Chris looked inside the room.

Apollon fell to the floor with his neck twisted, not knowing that he had been killed.

Where's Jorah? There was no sign of Jorah.

Chris followed the pheromone's directions to the bathroom. He opened the door to see his beloved curled up under the showerhead, cold water pouring down all over the teen's head.

Sensing the arrival of someone, Qing Yun flew up with a kick about to stir the neck of his visitor. Unexpectedly, a pair of large hands instantly grabbed his waist and brought him to his arms.

The familiar scent immediately enveloped Qing Yun's body, relieving the irritation caused by his heat.

"It's me, don't be afraid, it's me…"

Holding the teenager in his arms once again, a great joy enveloped Chris's heart, even suppressing the tide of lust caused by the omega's pheromones.

Chris couldn't hold back any longer, he took the teenager's face and fiercely kissed Qing Yun's red lips.

A kiss that even gave Chris the feeling of having been robbed. With no trace of lust, he swept through Qing Yun's mouth, just to make sure the teenager was there, only to release the fear and self-pity he had carried for so long.

Fortunately, you didn't leave me.

Shit, it's really him!

Sensing the man's overbearing and gentle pheromones, Qing Yun was both surprised and had a feeling that this should have been the case. Unexpectedly, in this world, they actually met in this way.

Qing Yun viciously bit the tip of the strange tongue in his mouth to vent his discontent. When the man thought he was resisting and was ready to withdraw, Qing Yun wrapped his arms around his neck again, not giving him any chance to leave.

Mess with him, and you'll never escape in this life, or the next, don't even think about running away!

These few short days of torture, Qing Yun was going to make him pay for it with his entire soul.

While the Federation's forces duly punched their way inside the Flamingo, Ramiel's medics came faster.

He opened the hatch to let Chris up, and the smell of pheromones instantly permeated the entire starship.

The first thing to bear was Chris's icy and overbearing pheromones. How gentle his pheromones were to Qing Yun was how harsh they were to outsiders. They were simply like being on a knife's edge, and when they inhaled, they only felt the taste of blood all over their mouths and noses.

Ramiel immediately shouted, "Chris, please be polite, the entire starship is full of betas and omegas, what kind of pheromone suppression are you engaging in?"

He finished his scream and realized that there was a strange sweetness hiding underneath Chris's overbearing pheromones, just a hint of which could hook a man into a mad pursuit.

Fortunately, the pheromones' owner had been temporarily marked, otherwise, the war between the Federation and Flamingo would not have been fought, and the entire army of alphas would have gone crazy.

"He's even an omega? "Ramiel stared at the young man in Chris's arms, whose body was soaking wet. He turned to look down at Chris's crotch, which was indeed an extremely majestic mass.

Ramiel shrugged and teased, "You can even stand it?"

Chris was now incredibly thankful that his training in pheromone resistance had stayed on track, otherwise, he wasn't sure if he would be able to keep his sanity. He was actually on the verge of going insane now, and upon closer inspection, every muscle in his body was trembling subtly.

"Quick, get a doctor!" Chris turned his head and hissed at Ramiel as he controlled his arms to release the teenager from his hold and place him on the bed. The feeling of emptiness in his arms made him feel better as he almost couldn't hold back the storm in his heart and tightened his grip on one of the teenager's fingers.

As Chris lowered Qing Yun onto the bed, the teen's deep, visible wounds were instantly exposed to Ramiel's eyes.

There wasn't a trace of intact skin on the entire body, several bones also carried abnormal distortions, and the blue-purple marks could easily be seen as the toxins from the Jai Lan Flower and the army-eating ants.

The crisp white sheets beneath the teenager were instantly shaded with blood, and the pillow even more severely!

Ramiel was shocked and immediately called in the medics, he looked at the wounds on Qing Yun's body and cursed out, "Which beast did this! He's just a kid, so why did those star pirates torture him like this?"

"I'm the one…" said Chris, his voice hoarse as he covered his face, "I'm the one… he's been holding back to hide your location, to stall you… even the mental deterrent didn't let him give in…"

Ramiel couldn't help his eyes from turning red as he listened, he sighed and stroked the hair on the teenager's forehead, "What a strong boy."

The medics arrived, and once they saw the miserable teenager on the bed, their eyes instantly flashed, and they quickly went forward to treat Qing Yun's wounds.

"The whiplash wound is too severe, the long wound has pus and festered."

"The bones of all ten fingers are corroded to varying degrees."

"The mixture of venom has done too much damage, get the antidote!"

A medic struck a little harder, causing the semi-conscious Qing Yun on the bed to struggle, and Chris's pheromones immediately stabbed like swords, causing the omega medic to scream.

Ramiel slapped Chris: "Don't you mess up, do you know that it's you who is the most dangerous to him now? Get out of here!"

Ramiel looked meaningfully at Chris' crotch.

"No! I can't leave him!" At the news, Chris hugged Qing Yun tightly instead, "He's in heat, I can't leave him!"

"The heat is a piece of cake, a shot of suppressant will do!" Ramiel reached for an alpha inhibitor and stuck it on Chris to calm him down a bit, "Instead, don't you see what you look like now?"

Chris shook his head, "No inhibitors can be used, he was just injected with an inhibitor and then given an aphrodisiac."

"Oh my God…" sighed Ramiel, covering his face, "The inhibitor's backlash… if it doesn't bind… ...."

Thanks to the presence of the healing device, the injuries on Qing Yun's body healed quickly, leaving only shallow scars. However, it had been dragged on for too long, and some of the injuries had caused irreversible damage to his body.

Of course, these were all false illusions disguised by Qing Yun disrupting the energy in his body. His current body could easily pinch the SS-level Apollon; how could he really be weak to this point.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the teenager on the bed slowly become intact.

"Only the flesh has healed, the venom's corrosion of the internal organs will have to be followed up, and the bones can't move significantly."

"Also, you said he was connected to a mental deterrent for five days. We're not sure if his nervous system was damaged."

"It's a miracle he made it through, even if he would have been very weak after."

"Anyway, you have to be more careful during his heat, Admiral, or he won't make it."

The medic instructed all the precautions before exiting, leaving the room for Chris and Qing Yun.

The door closed slowly.

Chris turned to see Qing Yun lying on the white sheets, his blood washed off his body, his dark hair disheveled, and his formerly fair skin covered in a haze of red.

He was curled up due to the constant throbbing of his body, rubbing against the sheet beneath him with difficulty.

Chris slowly approached, reaching out his hand as if to touch Qing Yun, yet as soon as he touched the boy's hair, he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

"Shit!" Chris pulled at his hair and circled Qing Yun like a trapped animal.

The sweet pheromones seduced Chris to pounce like a beast, but he didn't dare to get close at all.

Jorah…did he want to be marked by him? He had looked at him earlier with that disgusted look…

An omega in heat has no sanity to speak of, and Chris doesn't want to take advantage of that.

Besides… Jorah still thinks about Lucas, who is he thinking about right now?

Thinking of Lucas, Chris couldn't restrain his tyrannical mood.

At the sound of Chris's anxious footsteps, on the bed, Qing Yun lowered his head and lightly hooked his lips.

It's not easy, is it? I want you to feel terrible!

However, before he could finish his complacency, the waves of heat came again, and Qing Yun could not help but bite his lips and hum softly. His body also subconsciously curled up, resisting silently.

When he realized the completely uncontrollable change in his body, Qing Yun's face instantly darkened.

What the hell kind of damned body is this!

In the end, Ramiel came back to check on Jorah, and he figured he could still be there to warn him at the door in case Chris went into a frenzy.

As a result, as soon as he reached the door, Ramiel froze.

Chris was smoking as he sat with his head hanging in the doorway. His body was in extremely poor shape; not only were his pheromones abnormally violent, but his mental energy was on the verge of going berserk.

Ramiel cautiously backed away a little farther, his body hidden around the corner before he peeked over and asked Chris, "Ahem, Admiral, you're supposed to be in there."

Chris looked up at him, his eyes, which had been silver, actually reflected a dark color.

His voice was bitter, "Lucas…is Jorah's fiancé, Jorah loves him."

Ramiel shrugged at the words and gave Chris a thumbs up, "It's almost half an hour before we get back to the Federation, I'll have Lucas pick up after us."

After saying that, he quickly withdrew his head and ran back.

As expected, various loud noises crackled from the place where Chris was.

Ramiel scowled, the young people nowadays are just talking out of their asses, they've obviously put temporary markers on others; why are they still pretending to be good people now?