Chapter 2

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Song Jiao shivered uncontrollably on the bed.

Xu Jinchao has been out for a while. At first, she made some noise outside, but now there is no sound.

She didn't know what happened, why Alpha suddenly changed her mind and didn't plan to use force against her. But Song Jiao was still shivering with fear, gasping for breath, desperately trying to save her energy.

Song Jiao lay down for a long time, maybe twenty minutes, maybe half an hour, or actually just five minutes, because she had completely lost the accurate perception of the speed of time passing.

She was like a stray cat that was hit by a car and lay dying, unable to move in the nest.

It wasn't that Song Jiao didn't want to wake up, she wanted to hide herself like a madman, and wanted to hide Xu Jinchao far away.

But Song Jiao couldn't do it, Alpha's malicious pheromones twisted her spirit, and Song Jiao wasted all her strength just struggling to get her hands and feet together and curl herself back into the baby in her mother's womb.

She had just recovered from her low-grade fever, and after taking a bath, she put on a long-sleeved button nightdress and carefully covered her body from top to bottom.

But now it was roughly pulled apart by Alpha, and the cotton skirt was wrinkled around her waist and crotch, but Song Jiao was unable to even stretch out her hand to pull it, so as to preserve at least a decent appearance for herself.

Xu Jinchao's scent still remained in the air. The alpha pheromone that was out of control during the susceptible period was spicy and full of aggression. Every time Song Jiao took a breath, she trembled even more.

She was terrified, she was really scared.

How could she be naive enough to think that she could save herself, how could she be naive enough to think that she could resist her instincts with will... What to do, what to do.

Song Jiao's self-esteem and pride were shattered by reality.

She couldn't stop choking, and at first it was only a small sob. She was worried that Xu Jinchao might just fall asleep outside, and maybe she would wake up Alpha by making a sound.

But how can the physical reaction be easily controlled, Song Jiao soon whimpered and sobbed intermittently.

The Omega's cry and the warm yellow light peeked out of the window.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Jiao finally calmed down.

The corridor outside was still dark and silent. She reached out and took out the knife she had hidden earlier from the mattress, clutching it tightly in her hand, trying to gain some sense of security.

She stepped on the carpet with bare feet, her white toes shrunk, her long hair scattered, and she tiptoed gently like a little mermaid walking out of the sea. She came to the bedroom door and closed it as slowly as possible.

Xu Jinchao's fingerprints can be passed through any room in this house without any obstructions, and Song Jiao's doing this is just to gain a little psychological comfort.

After the door was closed, she pressed the blade of the knife to her chest tightly, her anxiety and fear were not reduced in the slightest, and the feeling of suffocation from being caught by her throat became even heavier.

Song Jiao finally hid herself in the bathroom.

The locks in the bathroom were not electronic locks. Song Jiao locked the sliding door and slumped into the bathtub, pretending that the fragile glass door could withstand Alpha's intrusion.

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