Chapter 69 - 3.9 Meet Again
"This is a very rare case, Your Highness." Oliver recalled the royal doctor’s words. "Usually, the beast sign will appear on our body upon birth but there’s a few cases where they will appear when someone is exposed to a dominant Alpha’s pheromones, just like you. There’s even a 1 in 10000 chance that a Beta could turn into an Omega. Congratulations, Young Master. This is a joyful event worth celebrating."
The doctor’s expression was so excited that Oliver felt as if the one who grew a tail wasn’t him but the doctor instead. He even added. "Please take note that your condition is still very unstable. You should get more of that Alpha’s pheromones to stabilize your heat and also to see if more beast signs will pop up. Go for it, Your Highness! It’s even better if you two become mates!"
Oliver buried his face into his palms, groaning. Get more of the Alpha’s pheromones? Become mates? Hell, he couldn’t even find the so-called Alpha anywhere and his proposal was rejected even when he was in heat! What kind of Alpha was able to reject an Omega in heat? It’s not like Altair’s body didn’t react, Oliver grumbled inwardly. Or was he that unattractive that the Alpha couldn’t even bear to have sex with him?!
"Why are you sighing again?" Haga asked worriedly. "You have been acting weird ever since you returned. Isn’t it good that there’s nothing wrong with your body?"
Oliver instantly straightened up and put on a poker face. "What are you talking about? I did no such thing."
"Don’t lie." The nanny laughed. "It has all been written on your face. And what was the doctor talking about? An Alpha’s pheromones? You chanced upon an Alpha during your heat?" Her wrinkled face turned worried.
"No, I mean—" Oliver got tongue-tied. How did he explain Altair’s presence to her? Most importantly, how did he explain the matter of him coming back in one piece if that was the case? An Alpha that could resist an Omega in heat and still act courteous with them with a sane mind... Could Haga even believe that kind of ridiculous nonsense?
He hadn’t thought of any excuse yet when a series of knocks resounded through the room. It was a high ranked servant who usually served the Main Palace. Oliver’s building was the furthest from the Main Palace—almost detached—and no one would even pass by so it was weird to see the servant here. He stood up, frowning. "What’s wrong?"
"Congratulations, Your Highness. The Emperor has heard of your good news and requests you to come to the dining hall as soon as possible."