[BL] Transmigrated as the General’s Poisonous Omega: His murder Weapon
[MATURE CONTENT | BL | OMEGAVERSE]
Dying in a lab explosion was bad enough. Waking up in another man’s body with a control collar around my neck and a carnivorous flower trying to eat my nose? Yeah. My day somehow got worse.
I’m Lu Yan, a forensic botanist who knows far too much about poisonous plants. The body I transmigrated into belongs to Ye Du—a beautiful Omega accused of trying to assassinate a Fleet Admiral.
His execution is scheduled for this morning. Mine now, apparently.
The only reason I’m still alive is General Mo Jiuyao, the most feared Alpha in the Ninth Fleet.
He’s cold, ruthless, and powerful enough to make an entire room kneel just by releasing his pheromones. His silver eyes are ringed with crimson, his scent is like frost-covered graves, and he gives me one simple order: Make him an untraceable poison, or die.
Honestly, the poison is the easy part. Things get complicated when Mo scents me. Ye Du’s pheromones should smell like rain and crushed leaves. Instead, there’s arsenic underneath—bitter, and strong enough to make the soldiers around us sick.
My Omega pheromones are literal poison.Any sane Alpha would stay away from me. Mo Jiuyao grips my jaw, lowers his face to the gland beneath my collar, and breathes me in like he’s been starving. After that, he watches me everywhere. Through the greenhouse glass. Through the surveillance cameras. Even at night, when I’m lying awake and pretending I can’t feel him watching.
He doesn’t want me to create his weapon anymore. He thinks I already am one. Now I’m locked inside the General’s private greenhouse with hundreds of alien plants, a rebel communicator hidden in the irrigation system, and one murderous flower that still has a personal grudge against my nose.
As if that wasn’t enough, the messages start. Because Ye Du wasn’t only a rebel spy. He was the rebel leader’s lover. The man on the other end calls me by pet names I’ve never heard. He talks about promises I never made and nights I can’t remember. He wants his lover back—and sometimes this borrowed body reacts to his voice before I can stop it.
Mo notices. Of course he does. The rebel leader says Ye Du belongs to him. Mo corners me against the greenhouse glass, puts one hand around my waist, and makes it very clear that he disagrees. I should be trying to escape.
I should be removing this collar, uncovering who betrayed Ye Du, and figuring out why two dangerous men are willing to kill for the body I inherited.
Instead, I keep noticing the General’s hand on me. The way his thumb rubs over my collar and his scent changes from graveyard to burnt sugar whenever he loses control. My Omega body responds when he lowers his mouth to my neck and tells me not to run.
The greenhouse may be beautiful, but it’s still a cage. Every plant inside it can become medicine or murder. Every favor I give the General buys me another day. Every kiss could be a trap. I’ve already died once. I’m not doing it again.
I’ll break this collar, finish whatever Ye Du started, and make everyone who used him regret leaving his body alive for me to inherit. Never cage a botanist who knows how to make things grow.
Especially when he also knows how to make them die. I’ll escape this glass cage…or make both men choke on the roses.
The real problem? Every night Mo Jiuyao spends pressed against me, escape sounds a little less tempting.
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