"Reject the Emperor," Sheng Fei demanded, turning to Hua Ren. "If you don’t, I swear to the Gods above. I’ll storm the palace on your wedding day, expose to everyone that I am your Alpha, release my pheromones, weaken you, and mark you permanently in front of the entire court."
Hua Ren shuddered at the threat. He could tell from just the hard look in Sheng Fei’s eyes that he wasn’t bluffing. Not even a little.
But then, his threat was impossible to achieve. "You think you can do that on your own?" Hua Ren scoffed. "If that day comes, the palace will be swamped with guards. You'd have no way out once you get caught."
"Let me worry about my survival." Sheng Fei said, his eyes narrowing. “You should focus on not getting permanently marked by me in front of that sorry excuse of an Emperor you claim to love.”
Hua Ren’s blood boiled at those words. He swiftly reached into his robe, pulling out a dagger as he glared at Sheng Fei. “Take that back,” he growled.