The Emperor's Omega Is An Extra-Chapter 272: Arren and Spade (4)

Arren’s eyes were stained with red after crying for some time. When he got home, he also proceeded directly into her room. He didn’t want his father to see him like this.

He slumped in bed, and all the pain and grievances in his heart were poured out all at once.

Arren harshly scolded himself. If only he didn’t hope for too much. If only he had not confessed, his normal life would still be like before.

With all these thoughts wandering in his mind, Arren chuckled in mockery at himself. He was still too stupid to convince himself. Sometime in the future, this would still happen.

As long as the emperor doesn’t reciprocate his feelings, being rejected and heartbroken is inevitable. Perhaps it was a good thing that this happened now.

Arren shut his eyes as he grew tired from crying. He murmured to himself. This is for the better.

Of course, Arren’s unusual mood was still sensed by his father the next day. However, he didn’t say or ask anything. The Duke only told him to eat and comforted him indirectly.

Like he said, Arren had already decided not to visit the palace again. He even avoided looking for news about the emperor. In fact, Arren had to admit that it was hard to change what had already become a part of his life in the past few years.

Still, he had to persevere and persist. The time would come when Arren would forget the things that had been in his life and move forward. He was looking forward to it, he was.

Being affected by what happened was a matter of course, and Arren gradually grew lazy about reviewing for the college entrance exams. However, he also thought that if he couldn’t make it, all his efforts would be wasted.

He wanted to make his father proud, at least. His exam went smoothly. Arren wasn’t overly confident, but getting in was definitely possible. Arren wasn’t hoping for so much; passing scores were enough.

Time passed, and the day of the graduation came. His father attended, and for some reason, Arren had a sullen expression as he looked at the horizon.

An image of a person briefly passed through his thoughts before he shook his head bitterly. He returned his attention to his father and gave him a smile.

A Chapter was closed, and a new Chapter of his life was about to open.

As part of his celebration, he indulged himself by celebrating with his friends. His father also let him, since he was already mature enough to know his limits.

It was also Arren’s first time going inside a club. There was a faint hesitation in his eyes when he went inside, but the overall vibe of the place seemed to resonate in his heart.

The concept of wild change was reckoning with him. Arren never thought that he would discover a newfound experience, one that was wild enough to make him forget all the things that were wandering in his mind.

The smell of alcohol, the scent of faint pheromones and perfume in the air, and the wild music that erupted in the place. The atmosphere made the blood in his heart and head pump wildly.

To be free, it seemed like it wasn’t a bad idea to have fun like this.

Before, Arren was always in the palace if he was in free time. He never thought of his life as monotonous, though, since he enjoyed and loved being with the emperor.

And now, unleashing his wild side to forget appeared to be too easy for him. Arren was also stunned by this change within himself; it was a bit scary but exciting at the same time. He didn’t know if these changes were a good thing or not; he had only wanted to have fun.

As usual, all future things would be for his future self to worry about. Arren had always been this open, a bit careless, and impulsive.

"Are you Young Master Arren?" a casual voice sounded beside his ears, and as Arren turned his head to the side, he made eye contact with the other immediately.

Earlier, Arren was a bit accustomed to people talking at him closely like this, but he was beginning to get used to it. After all, the music was loud, and no one could have a proper conversation if they didn’t whisper closely in each other’s ears.

"Yes? And you are?" Arren squinted his eyes and looked properly at the man; they looked to be closer in age and looking at his attire; even their status wasn’t too far apart.

However, he couldn’t recognize who it was. Probably because the surroundings were dim and he was already a bit drunk.

The man laughed, and his breath, which smelled of hard liquor, tickled Arren’s nostrils. He couldn’t help but scrunch his nose.

"My name is Ramon Strellia, Young Master Arren," he introduced himself with a grin.

Arren’s thoughts raced, and hearing the surname, he recalled the Strellia Marquis House. His brow lifted, and then, looking at each other, they cheered their glasses as they laughed.

After the night passed, Arren gained more acquaintances and a new friend, Ramon.

Arren’s life had changed slightly during the vacation in his preparation for a new college life.

These days, he began to feel weary and sometimes agitated. Arren had often slept early while still waking up late. Once he began to feel heat over his body and itchy skin, Arren had almost confirmed, his differentiation to his second gender had finally arrived.

Most differentiations or presentations happened at the age of eighteen; some were early or late bloomers, like presenting at age 17 or 19. However, these cases were rare and had something to do with abnormalities in their genes and gland growth.

Arren, with his father, visited the hospital to undergo his official test. Unsurprisingly, as everyone had expected, he differentiated as an omega. Not only that, he was even a rare male dominant omega.

"I’m a dominant omega..." Arren muttered under his breath as he read the official document in his hand again.

He was always expecting himself to be an omega, but he had never thought of being a dominant omega! Well, in a certain sense, there wasn’t that much difference between the two. Although dominant omegas have potent pheromones that attract alphas over normal omegas.

Dominant omegas were also sought after to be mates by alphas or with their counterparts, the dominant alphas.

"Son," his father’s voice sounded beside him, and Arren shifted his gaze from the document to him. "Congratulations." he smiled proudly.

Saying a congratulatory message after differentiating was a custom in the world, although sometimes the results were disappointments for those people expecting something else.

Arren exhaled and grinned. "Thank you, Dad."

He was truly an adult now.

After differentiating into one’s second gender, some things were bound to change. Especially for him, who was an omega, he needed to be more careful, or at least less careless.

Arren had also had his first dose of heat suppressants, which was rather not a good first experience. He was groggy and sleepy for days, a side effect of using the drug for the first time.

Now that he was also a confirmed omega, he began to emit pheromones, and he needed to start using scent blockers or patches to mask his pheromones. All in all, there were a lot of things that Arren had thought were common knowledge, but doing them in practice still needed time to get accustomed to and become a habit.

Again, life was changing, and he was moving forward. Unknowingly, as college started and a few months passed, Arren thought of going to the palace less and less.