Pretending to Be an Alpha in an All-Alpha Boy Band - Chapter 126

Chapter 126: Heat Period

“Stop!”

Yuan Shiyuan’s scalp instantly went numb, goosebumps spreading from his earlobes across his entire body.

Seeing Bo Jin about to open his mouth, Yuan Shiyuan, terrified he would utter something even more embarrassing, hurriedly clapped his hand over the Alpha’s lower face.

“I’m begging you, Brother,” Yuan Shiyuan pleaded, his patience snapping. “Please don’t call me that! I can’t take it.”

He was already mortified by being called “Baby”; the doubly potent “Wife” was unbearable.

Bo Jin gazed into Yuan Shiyuan’s wet, bewildered eyes, then suddenly flicked out his tongue and licked the palm of Yuan Shiyuan’s hand.

Yuan Shiyuan yanked his hand back with a shudder, disgust etched on his face. He grabbed the corner of Bo Jin’s shirt and wiped his hand. “You’re disgusting!”

Instead of answering, Bo Jin countered with a question: “Did calling you that earlier make you feel disgusted?”

Yuan Shiyuan froze, then pondered seriously. “Not exactly disgusted… just… incredibly awkward. Uncomfortable. Makes me feel all squirmy inside. Please don’t call me that again.”

He had only just started getting used to Pei Yanbing’s “Baby,” and now Bo Jin was dropping “Wife” on him?

What the hell? Has he really become the shared wife of the Scepter boy group?

“Just keep saying it, you’ll get used to it,” Bo Jin said, his expression unchanged as he pulled a silk scarf from his pocket and deftly tied back Yuan Shiyuan’s slightly disheveled pink hair.

Yuan Shiyuan didn’t understand. “Why do you insist on calling me that out of the blue? Isn’t it weird?”

“Ying Mingche calls you ‘Babe,’ Pei Yanbing calls you ‘Baby.’ I want my own exclusive nickname too,” Bo Jin said. “I really like this nickname.”

Yuan Shiyuan instinctively retorted, “We’re just good bros.”

“Got it, good bros,” Bo Jin replied, having fully embraced the equation of brothers = wives. He wrapped his arm around Yuan Shiyuan and pulled him close. “Rehearsal later?”

The full dress rehearsal for the concert was scheduled to begin at 5 PM, with fans starting to line up an hour earlier to enter the venue.

But they had arrived early that morning to start soundcheck and practice early.

After all, this was Yuan Shiyuan’s first stage performance. He was nervous and wanted to do everything he could to make it perfect, to show the audience his best self.

After reuniting with the other members, they began earnest rehearsals.

Bo Jin didn’t follow Yuan Shiyuan onto the stage first. Instead, he turned to the staff and said, “Increase security patrols later.”

News had spread online, though most rational fans paid it no mind, some dismissing it as a publicity stunt while others were ecstatic.

The small, extremist “dream A” group posed the greatest threat and required careful vigilance.

Even though every audience member had to pass through multiple layers of security checks upon entry, Bo Jin remained anxious about potential incidents and reiterated his instructions.

Standing on the stage, Yuan Shiyuan looked down at the darkened arena from an unfamiliar vantage point, the view starkly different from their usual rehearsal setting.

With the lights off, the hall was pitch black. His heart skipped a beat, followed by the sudden warmth of a body pressing close to him.

Pei Yanbing silently gripped his hand, whispering, “Don’t be afraid.”

The other members, though silent, quietly moved closer to Yuan Shiyuan.

They all knew he was afraid of the dark.

Yuan Shiyuan smiled at them. “I’m not scared anymore.”

In the past, Yuan Shiyuan had indeed been terrified of the dark. But with years of love and care from his family, that childhood fear had gradually faded.

Now, he was surrounded by many more people who loved him and silently supported him… his good brothers.

Yuan Shiyuan no longer had any reason to be afraid.

Their rehearsal started at nine in the morning. After a lunch break and a short nap, they returned to the stage.

Outside the venue, the fans waiting in line were mostly exposed to the scorching sun, as the limited shaded areas couldn’t accommodate everyone.

But now, sunshades printed with the “Scepter” logo sheltered them, and large air conditioning fans kept them cool. Staff members distributed free paper tissues, bottled water, Inhibitors, barrier patches, and other essentials.

“I’ve never attended a concert this comfortable,” someone couldn’t help but marvel. “Every other time I’ve lined up for a concert, it’s always been scorching heat and endless waiting.”

“Me too! I’ve followed Little Yuan to several live events, and every time it’s been so comfortable and hassle-free…”

“Little Yuan has prepared everything so meticulously for us, as if he’s terrified we might suffer the slightest discomfort!”

“Who wouldn’t adore Yuan Shiyuan?!”

They lined up outside the venue, radiating happiness and contentment, listening to the faint sounds of rehearsals drifting from inside. They waited for a long time, hearing Scepter rehearse the same sections again and again.

Apart from lunch breaks, the members of Scepter were practically on stage the entire time!

Someone exclaimed, “These tickets are a steal!”

Yet whenever Yuan Shiyuan’s parts came up, they always unconsciously drifted into a daze.

Scepter’s new album, Knotted, featured many high-pitched sections. While the other members could handle them, Yuan Shiyuan’s voice was uniquely clear, pure, and memorable.

Even when he merely hummed a tune, he instantly captured everyone’s attention.

Yuan Shiyuan was blessed with a naturally gifted voice.

As one girl listened, she suddenly got goosebumps. Overwhelmed with excitement, she frowned in confusion.

This voice… the more I hear it, the more familiar it sounds…

A music enthusiast, she loved scouring for hidden gems and niche tracks.

The more she listened, the more Yuan Shiyuan’s voice felt eerily familiar, as if she’d heard it somewhere before.

Before she could dwell on it further, her gaze fell upon a tall, fully armed Alpha standing nearby. The Alpha wore a gray jacket, a black mask obscured the face beneath the hat’s brim, and their presence felt jarringly out of place. An inexplicable unease crept over her, and she instinctively wanted to move away.

Just then, a staff member called out, “Everyone, get ready! Ticket checks and entry will begin shortly!”

Another staff member approached carrying a large cardboard box. “For those queuing, you can take some streamers. Limited supply, maximum three per person!”

Streamers? Weren’t those usually tossed during performances?

The girl and her Omega male friend hurried to join the line. When their turn came, they collected the provided streamers.

Scepter’s official support color was purple, and the distributed streamers were also purple, but crafted from dazzling holographic material.

When illuminated, the purple ribbons shimmered with a dazzling, dreamlike pink glow.

“Why are they giving out individual ribbons now?” her Omega male friend asked curiously.

The staff member, busy with preparations, replied casually, “Oh, Shiyuan said he met a fan who wanted us to prepare extra ribbons as souvenirs. He had us stock up a lot for the concert, and since he wanted you all to have something to remember it by, he told us to distribute some early.”

“These were custom-made by Shiyuan himself, so there’s a limited quantity.”

The fans gasped in surprise, their faces lighting up with delight. Amidst the crowd, a girl exclaimed excitedly, “That was me!”

“I told Little Yuan when I bumped into him that I wanted extra ribbons to collect later…” Her voice trembled with emotion, on the verge of tears. “Little Yuan actually remembered! And he took it to heart!”

The surrounding gazes instantly filled with envy and joy.

Their beloved idol had so cherished a fan’s wish and quietly acted upon it…

How could anyone not fall head over heels for Yuan Shiyuan?

Brimming with anticipation, they entered the inner arena, their eyes instantly drawn to Yuan Shiyuan on stage.

It was just a rehearsal, and he wore no makeup, appearing barefaced and natural. Yet under the professional stage lighting, his sculpted features shone with breathtaking beauty that held their gaze captive.

Strands of his long, pink hair danced with his movements, arcing in smooth, dazzling arcs through the air.

“Yuan Shiyuan! Yuan Shiyuan!!”

“Little Yuan, Mommy loves you!!”

“……”

Yuan Shiyuan, catching his breath between sets, suddenly stepped forward at the sound of his fans’ fervent shouts.

The massive screen behind him clearly captured his subtle lift of an eyebrow and the widening smile spreading across his face.

“Hello everyone, I’m Yuan Shiyuan from Scepter!”

The crowd erupted into even louder cheers, many screaming his name hoarsely: “Little Yuan! Little Yuan!!”

“Yuan Shiyuan!”

Ying Mingche slung an arm around Yuan Shiyuan’s shoulder from the side, teasing, “Looks like our little princess is quite popular, huh?”

CP fans rejoiced, while solo stans despaired. Some of the solo stans shrieked, “Get your hands off him! Aaaaah!”

They must have been yelling at the top of their lungs, because Ying Mingche heard them loud and clear. This only fueled his rebellious streak. If the fans didn’t want him near Yuan Shiyuan, he’d cling even closer.

After all, he was the Alpha Yuan Shiyuan had acknowledged, the one he had granted status to.

But Yuan Shiyuan had no intention of letting Ying Mingche continue holding him. He suddenly arched backward into a smooth backbend, then twisted his lithe body in a graceful full rotation.

On the mega screen, his waist curved into a supple arc, the stage lights highlighting the smooth, snow-white curve of his side.

The seemingly simple move showcased his remarkable core strength.

The crowd erupted into another deafening roar.

Yuan Shiyuan, a hint of pride playing on his lips, took a step backward… only to unexpectedly collide with a scorching hot chest.

Immediately, arms reached out from both sides, pressing down on his shoulders.

Yuan Shiyuan glanced to his left at Jiang Heng, to his right at Bo Jin, behind him at Pei Yanbing, and ahead at the twin brothers slowly approaching him.

He blinked slowly and spoke at just the right moment, “Let’s continue rehearsing, shall we?”

Yuan Shiyuan leaned back lazily. He’d been practicing the dance for so long that his muscles were indeed a bit sore. This was a perfect opportunity to rest against Pei Yanbing for a moment.

But only for a moment.

Yuan Shiyuan quickly rejoined his team, seamlessly coordinating with them as they resumed rehearsing.

The cheers and screams in the arena rose and fell like waves, never ceasing.

As evening approached and rehearsal concluded, it was time to wrap up and prepare thoroughly for tomorrow’s official performance.

“That’s all for today,” Yuan Shiyuan said, making a full circle on stage to acknowledge the audience in every section. “See you tomorrow!”

“Thank you all for coming to our concert.”

Then, all the members turned to face the audience and shouted in unison, “Thank you for your support! We are—Scepter!”

Even after the rehearsal ended, many audience members lingered, cheering with reluctance. Yuan Shiyuan maintained his unwavering smile, ensuring everyone saw him at his best.

Just as he was about to leave the stage, his steps froze abruptly. He keenly sensed an unusual fluctuation in the air.

An Alpha was maliciously releasing pheromones!

In the front row of the audience, an Alpha clad in a gray hooded cloak, black mask, and full tactical gear suddenly rose from his seat and charged toward the stage at breakneck speed!

Yuan Shiyuan’s expression turned grim. Before he could speak, the other members of Scepter had already moved to shield him completely behind them.

Soon, the concentration of Alpha pheromones in the air surged dramatically, inadvertently harming many Omegas.

“Security! Where’s security?!”

“Clear the area immediately! Evacuate the audience!”

“Inhibitors! Get them here now!”

“…”

The staff sprang into action. Fortunately, they had prepared ample supplies in advance, and the venue’s powerful fresh air system was running continuously, preventing the situation from escalating further.

Even after being subdued by staff, the Alpha continued to writhe and struggle frantically toward the stage, howling maniacally in its direction.

“Little Yuan! Little Yuan, you can smell my pheromones, right?”

“Do… do you like them? Do you like my pheromones?”

The Alpha seemed completely deranged, incessantly chanting Yuan Shiyuan’s name. Yet the man he desperately craved to approach remained shielded behind other Alphas.

Upon seeing the rest of Scepter’s members, his face twisted with intense hatred.

A moment later, his expression froze abruptly.

Surrounded by S-rank Alphas, he finally caught the fleeting, nonchalant glance from the person he had yearned for.

Though Yuan Shiyuan’s gaze carried no force, it radiated unmistakable disgust—a disdainful, undisguised loathing from on high.

The Alpha should have felt despair and desolation, but this single glance seemed to ignite him further, driving his emotions to greater heights.

As if completely aflame, he recklessly continued to release high concentrations of his pheromones.

“Are you okay?”

“Are you alright?”

“How do you feel?”

Bo Jin and the others anxiously crowded around Yuan Shiyuan, all aware that he was an Omega.

Yuan Shiyuan remained silent for a moment before shaking his head. “I’m fine.”

Some audience members remained in the venue, not yet having left. Yuan Shiyuan pushed aside the Alpha beside him, stepped forward, and spoke clearly and calmly:

“I’m very sorry about this incident. I hope it hasn’t dampened your spirits.”

“Little Yuan, don’t blame yourself! It’s not your fault!” the fans in the audience shouted in unison.

Yuan Shiyuan gave them a reassuring smile. “That’s good to hear. I hope you can all come to our concert tomorrow and enjoy it.”

“See you tomorrow!”

Backstage.

Zhuang He nervously checked Yuan Shiyuan over and over, repeatedly asking with concern, “Are you really okay? This Alpha was high-ranking—probably A-Rank. You really don’t feel anything? Don’t hold back!”

Of course, Yuan Shiyuan couldn’t admit to feeling anything at that moment. He said softly, “I’m fine, really.”

Seeing that Yuan Shiyuan showed no signs of induced heat or any other discomfort, Zhuang He finally breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s good. You should all go back to the hotel to rest, conserve your energy, and prepare for tomorrow’s official concert.”

“We’ve already apprehended the culprit and reported the incident to the authorities… Releasing high concentrations of pheromones in a public place is illegal.”

Yuan Shiyuan nodded, his voice filled with concern. “I saw several Omegas affected. Brother Zhuang, please make sure the staff check on them and take them to the nearest hospital for examination.”

“Leave it to me,” Zhuang He assured him. “You don’t need to worry.”

Yuan Shiyuan finally relaxed, but the moment he stepped away from backstage, a familiar yet alien heat surged violently from deep within his abdomen.

He stumbled slightly, and Jiang Heng immediately steadied him by the shoulder.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” Jiang Heng asked anxiously, and the other Alphas crowded around, their concern palpable.

“It’s not…” Yuan Shiyuan trailed off, unsure how to describe it. His eyes were dazed, carrying a misty, bewildered sheen.

Bo Jin grabbed a large coat and wrapped it around Yuan Shiyuan protectively.

“Let’s get you back to the hotel,” he said in a low voice.

The bustling backstage area was no place for conversation.

Fortunately, the hotel wasn’t far from the venue.

Throughout the journey, Yuan Shiyuan appeared outwardly normal—he walked independently and answered questions clearly.

Yet he felt intensely hot, an indescribable heat surging from deep within his abdomen and gland, violent and overwhelming.

It was more unbearable than any previous episode, far more difficult to endure.

Layer upon layer of heat surged through Yuan Shiyuan, compelling him to squeeze his legs together. The overwhelming and unfamiliar sensory onslaught left him disoriented, his eyes glazed with a hazy bewilderment.

He quickly realized this was his heat period.

Normally, the pheromones of a mere A-rank Alpha wouldn’t affect Yuan Shiyuan.

But yesterday he hadn’t had time to replenish his pheromones, and today’s grueling stage rehearsals had drained him completely…

His heat period had erupted with full force—a true, uncontrollable, full-blown heat.

“Shiyuan? Shiyuan? How are you feeling…?”

Ying Mingxi gently laid Yuan Shiyuan on the sofa, raising his hand to caress Yuan Shiyuan’s face as he called out. His voice abruptly trailed off.

The familiar Bluebell fragrance had intensified to an unprecedented degree, its delicate tendrils intertwining among the five S-rank Alphas, weaving an invisible yet irresistible web of temptation.

The hypersensitive S-ranks instantly locked their gazes on Yuan Shiyuan.

Due to their high compatibility, they could instantly sense the powerful mating signals radiating from his pheromones.

Yet the sheer potency of his pheromones, carrying a crushing, hierarchical power, made them hesitate to act rashly.

The Alphas’ Adam’s apples bobbed violently, their breathing quickening as their susceptible periods were forcibly induced. Yet their first instinct wasn’t to pounce on the Omega, but to warily eye their fellow Alphas.

Only the strongest Alpha, the one who could defeat all other males, had the right to claim a mate. This primal instinct was etched into their very bones.

Bo Jin asked the obvious question: “Are you… in heat?”

Yuan Shiyuan curled up on the sofa, unconsciously biting his finger, his expression still dazed and disoriented, as if he hadn’t fully registered what was happening.

Only when someone gently grasped his chin and tilted his face upward did he slowly reply, a beat late, “Y-yes… yes…”

“I’m in heat.”

Yuan Shiyuan blinked slowly, hot tears welling in the corners of his eyes, blurring his vision.

He paused for a moment, then continued with a faint, unconsciously tearful tremor, “I really… really want pheromones right now…”

He emphasized again, “I want them so, so much…”

Ying Mingxi carefully removed Yuan Shiyuan’s pants.

Only then did they see the full extent of it.

With nothing to conceal it, the rich, fresh, warm Omega pheromones instantly filled the room.

The two Alphas, one on each side, pressed their fingertips lightly against his flesh and gently pulled outward, as if forcing the melting snow to fully unfurl.

A blush of crimson, pulsing like breath, slowly opened and closed under everyone’s gaze.

The Alphas stared, transfixed by the sight before them, momentarily forgetting to breathe.

No wonder…

No wonder the pheromones in the air were so overwhelmingly concentrated.

Hidden from view, the Omega’s pheromones had already flooded the area, gushing forth uncontrollably.

“I want pheromones… Ugh…”

The sudden onset of his heat period brought with it an unprecedented emptiness and craving. Yuan Shiyuan found the sensation unbearable, experiencing for the first time such a violent, tormenting urge.

Denied immediate relief, he could only reach up and knead his gland under the Alphas’ watchful eyes, desperately trying to alleviate his discomfort.

But it wasn’t enough…

Nowhere near enough.

He needed a higher concentration and a more complete spectrum of S-rank pheromones.

“I understand,” Ying Mingxi murmured, stroking Yuan Shiyuan’s feverishly flushed cheek in gentle reassurance. “We’ll give you what you need right away.”

“We’ll feed you all the pheromones you want, Shiyuan. How does that sound?”

The room door quietly clicked shut.

The Alphas breathed heavily, exchanging uneasy glances as the air crackled with tension—a mix of hesitation and fierce competition.

Who would help Yuan Shiyuan first?

“Who’s going first?” Bo Jin’s voice was low and raspy as he forcefully suppressed his surging impulses, desperately clinging to the last shreds of his rationality. “He’s in considerable discomfort right now. We need to get him the S-rank pheromone as quickly as possible… Who can do it fastest?”

The precarious situation forced them to prioritize Yuan Shiyuan’s needs. Satisfying Yuan Shiyuan and extracting the S-rank pheromone as quickly as possible became paramount.

But a problem arose: none of them were confident in their ability to deliver quickly.

Based on their previous experiences (excluding Ying Mingche), they were all too slow, unable to provide immediate relief.

The rich, sweet scent of the Omega pheromone continued to permeate the air, causing the Alphas to endure a throbbing ache, blue veins pulsing at their temples.

Yet none dared to make the first move, fearing that once they started, they would completely lose control.

“There’s no need to agonize over who goes first… it’s pointless.”

Judging by his body’s reaction, Yuan Shiyuan could clearly sense that this heat was unlike anything he had experienced before, far surpassing previous episodes—several times more intense.

Even… more than ten times stronger.

He wanted to devour every pheromone permeating the air, each belonging to a different Alpha.

The S-rank pheromones of one or two Alphas were utterly insufficient to quell his heat.

Yuan Shiyuan pressed his lips together in agonizing indecision for a long moment, before finally, as if steeling himself for a desperate act, he slowly propped up his trembling body. Clasping his knees to his chest, he fully exposed himself, without reservation, before all the Alphas.

His gland, located in an unconventional position, was already drenched in glistening sweat that had seeped over from the side.

Beside it, a thin crimson thread trembled slightly.

Perhaps sensing the burning gazes upon him, it slowly oozed more sweat, like the delectable nectar seeping from an overripe fruit.

“One person… isn’t enough…”

Yuan Shiyuan hesitated again and again, then finally steeled his resolve and closed his eyes.

He lowered his voice to a barely audible whisper, as if utterly consumed by shame. Tilting his head, he trembled as he spoke.

“…All of you… together.”