Reversion (BL) - Chapter 8

Omega clenched his teeth, a struggling bruise surfaced on his cheekbones. His cheeks became red as if they were on fire. He did not wipe the tears rolling down his cheeks but instead left the suffocating conversation and husband’s study room.

Omega did not care that much anymore. Indeed there was a chance Alpha could come after him and his family. But, simply, all those did not matter anymore. All those words had brewed in the heart for more than decades since the day he was differentiated into omega.

Ten years – spring turned into winter, summer came and autumn went by, it rained then snowed – Omega had grown from a teenager into a young man, and from a young man into this failed hopeless marriage.

“I don’t love you anymore,” he thought blankly.

“All my love to you…. vanished a long time ago.“

Thinking from a positive side, Omega noticed he had gained some strength after the rut period, and bonding fever stopped. If Alpha was willing to divorce him, then he could untie the knot and travel the world. Omega wanted to travel so bad. He wanted to see the unseen world and view; he also wanted to make friends that he hadn’t had the chance to in the past. With the rut period gone, what else would an omega worry about?

A smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, yet, the tears were still falling.

“Guess I’ll have to start making a few Beta friends and hear what their lives are like,” Omega told himself. Nevertheless, he believed there was something good happening soon.

Alpha had been sitting in his study room in the same position as before, like a frozen statue.

Omega’s words were powerful, and so were languages. A sharp blade could cut through the bones of a thick sheep’s leg, and words could cut through the heart without a single drop of blood. Alpha, at the moment, was facing the invisible blade, a fast and bright knife (Omega’s words), with a burning body.

It stung; Alpha did not want to use that word to describe his partner. But the words and the stare and tears on his Omega’s face made his heart ache for real. Alpha’s brain stayed blank for a while.

What was the Omega like before…?

Omega was tame, calm, soft, living like a precious and subtle white camellia. When they met, Alpha knew his Omega was no different from the other average omegas who were naive enough to see through and obedient enough to control.

What was the difference between marrying one or another? Since they are all the same.

Therefore, Alpha certainly trod his Omega like a trophy partner and had never wanted to know him with the deep-rooted bias. Alpha knew what omegas had been taught in schools: raising a family and looking after husband and kids. Hence, he thought he knew everything about his Omega. Thus, Alpha was puzzled to see his Omega tried his best to get more affection, yet, their marriage was arranged. There was no love in between.

Only then did he realize what an Omega was supposed to be like, but what he had always imagined his Omega to be like, and that he had never known him as a person.

However, just then, Omega stood here, with an angry gaze, dripping with senseless tears, and forgiving and helping him two times of rut period. To be first, two-time rut periods were not a tiny number anymore. As Alpha said, he would have done something during his partner’s awful rut period in his place.

Alpha tapped the paper with the tip of his fountain pen, and his thoughts were halted for a moment.

….if it had been him?

He suddenly realized that even he knew in his mind that what he had done to Omega was something that no average person could ever forgive. Alpha had never treated his Omega dependent on him or his family as an individual human.

“Alright,” Alpha pulled the cap off his pen and wrote something on a paper with a careless smile returning to his lips.

He had to make sure that he did not owe anyone anything on the earth.

Towards evening, Alpha appeared at the dinner table unprecedentedly, handing Omega a piece of paper.

Omega kept his face expressionless. He tried not to give away his inner jitters. What could be written on this piece of paper? Was it a divorce petition that needed his signature or something else?

He wiped his hands on his light curry colour apron and, without a word, gently took the paper. The morning’s outburst left him still feeling awkward and worried about facing his Alpha. But as soon as he opened the paper, Alpha said, “this is a disclaimer.”

Alpha’s expression was unreadable, “next time I am in heat, you can just tell me to back off, no matter how over the top I do when you push me back, just leave me alone and let me deal with the issue. You don’t need to do anything. No one on the earth will give you a hard time after.”

Omega was taken aback and couldn’t help but speak up, “are you sure? But…”

Omega wanted to say that Alpha was simply too needy to be pushed away when he was in heat, even if he did, which wouldn’t work. But, moreover, why would he do it? Why would he push Alpha away anyway?

Alpha saw right through his doubts and sneered, “Don’t worry, whatever you said, I would have done it then.”

Then, after a pause, he added, “The development of the antidote is in a bottleneck, if the experiment fails in a short period, or if the antidote is never developed, I hope, at least, that I won’t turn into an idiot who can’t move an inch without Omega during the rut. Understand?”

Omega couldn’t say what he felt inside as if relieved and as if not.

Accordingly, it was training for the rutting period.

“Yes,” he nodded, putting the waiver away, “I understand, Sir.”

“The divorce is better left for another time,” Omega thought.