(BL) Rejected by daughter's second male lead-Chapter 31

Why? Hearing Gillen’s words, Yuan felt his heart drop. He even felt an unidentifiable sense of anxiety and displeasure.

Oblivious to Yuan’s feelings, Gillen continued to speak of the ’promise’.

"You really dooooon’t have to worry at all, Hampton. I am a man who ab~solutely! keeps his promises. I swear on the name and honor of Blake, a founding contributor of the Moore Empire. I wouldn’t know if it were by chance, but I will ab! so! lute! ly! never appear before you intentionally. Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Strangely, Gillen looked extremely relieved and happy. But Yuan was able to see through Gillen’s true feelings right away. How could he possibly be at ease while saying he wouldn’t appear before the man he had a one-sided love for? It was clear that Gillen was putting on a facade right now. As a seasoned nobleman, pulling off such an act wouldn’t be difficult.

"Your Grace."

Yuan said with a sigh.

"Did you think I wouldn’t know?"

"Wha-what?"

As expected, Gillen looked very flustered. Just as he thought. He had been forcing himself to endure his sad and despairing feelings, pretending to be fine. To protect his last bit of pride in front of Yuan.

Yuan decided to be a little more generous to him. He would tell Gillen that even though he made such a promise, he didn’t need to keep it so strictly, and that he would allow him to meet with him every once in a while. How would Gillen’s expression change if he said that?

It would be quite a sight. The emotions he had been desperately holding back might burst out, and he might even start to tear up. That would be troublesome... Just as Yuan was about to open his mouth with a smug smile, a strange thing happened.

Whoosh. An unfamiliar pheromone wafted down from upstairs. It was a dense and intense pheromone, like a surging tidal wave. This was the pheromone of a dominant omega! The two alphas realized it instinctively.

Cecilia is the only dominant omega in this house, so if Cecilia is in heat, why on earth am I being affected?

The momentary question flashed through Gillen’s mind. Both he and Yuan hurriedly covered their noses and mouths, but the pheromone was already prodding at the alphas’ nerves and awakening every single one of their cells.

Yuan’s pale face flushed red in an instant, and Gillen’s breathing grew rough. His throat felt like it was on fire, and saliva pooled in his mouth. His skin began to tingle. His penis, engorged with power, began to swell inside his pants.

"Ugh, what is this..."

Yuan quickly threw up a protective barrier around his body. Breathing became a little easier than before, but his already aroused body was gradually growing hotter.

Gillen, who had no barrier up, was in an even worse state. His body collapsed to the floor with a thud. Gillen, who had been barely supporting his weight by gripping the armrest of the sofa, shouted loudly.

"Is anyone out there! There’s a dominant omega in the mansion! Find him!" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Hearing the thunderous roar, Brian came rushing in from outside.

"Your Grace the Duke! And the Marquis, too...! Please wait a moment!"

Although Brian was a beta, he could tell what was happening just by looking at the two men’s faces. Soon, the sound of him rushing out of the drawing room and giving orders could be heard.

"Everyone, grab suppressants and search the house thoroughly to see if there’s an omega currently in heat. If you see an omega, administer the suppressant immediately. And send all the manifested servants out of the mansion. They’ll understand if you tell them it’s an emergency rut leave. Now, everyone move quickly!"

’Rut leave’ was a system where Gillen gave paid leave to the manifested servants whenever he went into rut. Although the beta servants complained about it, the manifested servants knew how rational and appropriate a measure this was.

After all, if they were caught up in the rut of a prime alpha like Gillen, the manifested servants would crawl on the floor, drooling and fucking like beasts. Since most other noble families didn’t give a damn about their servants’ circumstances, the Blake family’s rut leave system could be called an exceptional welfare benefit.

Brian quickly came back in and approached Gillen. But he did not rashly try to help Gillen up.

"Your Grace the Duke, shall I escort you to the bedroom? Can you stand on your own?"

"Hoo, Brian, you should leave, too. Clear the path to the bedroom of all people, hah... for an acute rut to hit again just days after the last one..."

Normally, rut or heat cycles occurred, as the name implied, in a cycle. It was common for them to occur once every month or two, but Gillen would suffer intensely for several days once every three or four months.

However, if directly stimulated by an omega’s pheromones, a rut could be suddenly induced by a pheromone shock, regardless of the cycle. Though he had recently learned that an acute rut could also be triggered by an alpha’s pheromones, not just an omega’s.

"Hoo, Hampton, ugh... can you teleport right now?"

Gillen asked, gritting his teeth as if in pain. His face, which was always laughing heartily, was nowhere to be seen. Gillen’s brow was deeply furrowed, and his forehead was wrinkled. There were shadows under his eyes, and the muscles of his jaw bulged from clenching his molars so hard that he looked like a different person.

At that moment, a strange thing happened. As soon as he saw Gillen’s unfamiliar face, Yuan’s penis, which he had stored away in his left thigh as if confined, distinctly twitched and grew larger. The area below his navel throbbed, and his dick grew so large it felt like it would burst, even hurting from the pressure.

"Heuk...!"

Instead of answering, Yuan bowed his head and gripped his own knees hard enough to shatter them. Veins popped up on the back of his hands, and his knuckles jutted out.

"Looks like it’s hard for you to answer, too... Hoo, Brian, prepare one more guest bedroom."

Gillen said slowly. His reason and patience were gradually reaching their limit. If he didn’t isolate himself now, he might enter a stage where he would grab anyone and start fucking them.

"Keuk..."

Gillen stood up, holding onto the sofa. Crack. The sound of the sofa’s armrest cracking rang out gruesomely, but no one in the drawing room paid any mind to the sofa.

"Wait."

Yuan called out to Gillen, panting.

"I can teleport short distances."

After saying that, he snapped his trembling fingers. With that, Gillen and Yuan’s figures disappeared from the drawing room. Brian, left alone, froze for a moment at the incredible magic that had happened before his eyes, but he soon came to his senses and went up to the second floor. He had to check if his master had arrived safely in the bedroom.

Fortunately, Gillen had arrived safely in his bedroom. The problem was that Yuan had come with him.

"Yuan, no, Hampton! What are you doing coming here too?"

Gillen shouted in alarm. But Yuan retorted shamelessly.

"Even for me, I cannot separate the target of a spell and teleport them to a different, non-verbally designated location while in an acute rut."

His tone suggested that Gillen could only say such a thing because he didn’t know what an incredible feat of magic this was. ’Tsk, tsk, this is why non-magic users are so ignorant.’ It was as if Yuan’s inner thoughts could be faintly heard.

Even in this situation, Gillen gritted his teeth at the smug Yuan and said.

"Then gwo to the next woom."

"What did you say?"

"I said go to the adjoining room, the duchess’s room! If we stay together in this state and, ugh, we lose our reason...!"

He didn’t even want to imagine what would happen after that. If a Gillen who was completely consumed by his rut were to pin Yuan down and forcefully shove his dick into him, the nonsense the gossip columns had been spouting would become reality. That would be actual rape, and Gillen would have committed the most terrible crime he hated in the world.

"I get it, so stop nagging."

Yuan snapped back sharply, as if annoyed. But he, too, could guess what would happen if he stayed in the same space as Gillen. He covered his nose and mouth and staggered over to the next room.

Gillen let out a sigh of relief and fell onto the bed as if collapsing. His whole body was starting to ache and throb. His underwear was already damp with precum. Gillen was about to take off his pants and pull his penis out from his underwear when it happened.

"Who are you!"

Yuan’s angry voice came from the next room.

"Aahng, ah, alpha...? Huut, please... please fuck me... heung!"

Following that was the sobbing of an unfamiliar man.

What? Someone is in the duchess’s room, which should be empty?

He hadn’t been able to detect it sharply since he was already experiencing a pheromone shock and was steeped in Yuan’s overflowing pheromones, but now that he focused his senses, he could tell that a dominant omega’s pheromones were being emitted from very close by.

Gillen gathered what little reason he had left, pulled his pants back on, and managed to walk to the next room.

There, indeed, lay a dominant omega male he had never seen before. The naked man was on his knees on the bed, rubbing his dick against the bedpost.

The bed was already a mess with the semen and saliva he had ejaculated. The blanket was balled up in a corner, and the room was hot and steamy with heat and pheromones.

"Who, ugh, are you?"

Gillen asked, biting his tongue. Drip. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Gillen’s mouth. If he didn’t do at least that, he felt like he would pounce on that omega right away.

"Haaang, please... hold me, anyone, just fuck me..."

But the omega male had already lost his senses and had entered a full-blown heat. Just then, Yuan suddenly reached his hand out toward the omega.