Chapter 6: Chaotic Night (2)
When he woke up, Arren didn't open his eyes right away, instead sensing his surroundings. As he took a deep breath, the smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils. He was already aware that he was in the hospital without even opening his eyes.
He slowly opened his eyes; the corner of his eyes hurt, but it was tolerable. As he opened his eyes, his vision was hazy at first, gradually becoming clear as the white and empty ceiling greeted him, confirming his initial assumption.
The room was silent except for him, who appeared to be the only person in the room at the time. Arren roamed his eyes around and inspected his room. It was only an average room and could be considered a standard ward for patients. He wasn't picky, though, because it was an emergency last night and no one would think of choosing the best hospital over the nearest one, even if it was a small one.
Arren narrowed his eyes as he tried to recall what had happened the night before, but nothing came to mind because everything was a blur. This did not surprise him. He was in heat, so losing control was natural. It was also the reason omegas in heat had their own ward and were advised to strictly monitor their heat dates or take suppressant shots every two months.
Heats only occur three times a year, with the exception of unusual circumstances that may cause an unexpected heat. Omegas only experience heats every four months.
The heat was the omegas' most vulnerable side, and they were prone to accidents during those times. That is also why heat-inducing drugs are illegal and strictly prohibited, with severe penalties if caught distributing them. The one who drugged him had no fears, especially given his status.
He gritted his teeth and wrinkled the white bed sheets in rage just thinking about it. He didn't want to think about what would happen if their plan worked. He probably was...
With the terrifying possibility, Arren closed his eyes once more. He admitted he was careless. To some extent, he may have become overconfident. Nobody in their right mind would do anything bad to him because of his unique identity and status.
He also lowers his guard around his friends, as they have known him for much longer than he can remember. He had forgotten what kind of people they truly were. No one has good intentions, or rather, everyone has ulterior motives for wanting to be close to him. They all get together for reasons other than just hanging out and having fun.