Chapter 17

Transmigration Diary 17
But Cefalina looked urgent—and miserable.
In panic Wen Shiyu put her hand there—Cefalina’s lashes trembled—suddenly quiet.
“Does—does this really stop the pain?”
Cefalina head down on her shoulder—ears very red—whispered something Wen Shiyu barely caught.
“Still…… not enough……”
Not enough? Then……?
Wen Shiyu’s brain shorted—or her hand had its own mind.
Even uniform shirt pulled aside.
Should it feel this good.
So beautiful.
Was this right.
Heart pounding—Wen Shiyu’s face red too.
Cefalina watched her through misty eyes—then covered her mouth—whole face burning.
Mind said hate—Wen Shiyu too much—but sounds escaped anyway.
Wen Shiyu had to hush her—try to cover her mouth.
Cefalina under her control—legs slowly weak—sliding.
Wen Shiyu caught her waist—other hand busy—finally sealed Cefalina’s mouth with her own—pressed her in the corner against the wall.
Faint peach again.
The kiss went messy again.
Cefalina breath heaving—neck redder—arms around Wen Shiyu’s neck—arching without control.
Both gasping. Wen Shiyu looked up—soft rabbit ears again—tearful pale eyes.
Cefalina fuzzy—craving more—almost about to speak—
Wen Shiyu said:
“I should go to my other class.”
Cefalina looked up unbelieving.
Wen Shiyu’s clean clear black-and-white eyes—serious stare. “What now?”
“How do they go away?”
As if none of it were her business.
Scum. Villain!
Cefalina bit lip—wanted to knife her.
Could not say it—only rage. “Get out.”
“Huh?”
Cefalina yanked shirt straight. “Out, out—I don’t need you.”
Kicked out—Wen Shiyu dazed in the hallway.
Looked at her hands—stood a long while blank.
Cefalina hid in the changing-room shower.
Hate hate hate Wen Shiyu.
Undid uniform—tried to prove she did not need Wen Shiyu—but……
Why did her own touch hurt—while Wen Shiyu’s did not……
Cefalina nearly cried.
So tense—could not focus. Never thought she would do something this bold in a public place.
Rabbit ears would not retract. Tail a little damp.
She really cried. Eyes on the shower head.
Never tried—but heard…… water could feel good……
Face red—debated—turned on warm stream—aimed at herself—covered mouth in shame.
How did it come to this.
Never again—only to make ears go away—never again.
“Mm……” she hated Wen Shiyu most!
——
Wen Shiyu still dazed sitting in class—
Deskmate the Beta girl again.
Wen Shiyu sighed—water bottle—drink to block talk.
Girl spoke straight:
“Wen Shiyu—the forum says…… Cefalina and Su Yan are fighting over you.”
Wen Shiyu choked on water.
“Cough cough—! What? Of course not.”
“But—” eyes on Wen Shiyu’s neck.
Still wearing Cefalina’s collar.
Headache.
“This…… isn’t what you think. Apology for things I did—promise to come when called.”
“Then why—” blink—“someone saw Su Yan pin you in a car…… forcing another collar on you—”
“……Stop stop stop!”
What description was that.
“Lost the old one—Su Yan just…… found the same kind and returned it.”
Girl nodded like she understood everything.
Closer—eyes huge. “So between Cefalina and Su Yan…… who would you pick?”
Wen Shiyu: “………”
Not one word heard!
No way to explain. Girl nervous—whisper:
“Anonymous forum—lots calling you a homewrecker.”
Wen Shiyu frowned—shrugged. “People always curse me.”
Original’s mess—expected.
“But this time’s different—”
Some just watching—but Cefalina and Su Yan fans truly could not stand Wen Shiyu.
Wen Shiyu smiled helpless. Why she wanted low profile—could not, no choice. Swore a long time—girl half believed.
Hours later Su Yan’s car at her dorm.
Wen Shiyu: “……”
Su Yan picked a quiet hour.
Car still too visible—crowd multiplied around the dorm!
Wen Shiyu tried to slip past.
Su Yan upright—got out—long coat, straight posture, black hair—nodded hello.
She saw how people looked at her?
Wen Shiyu had no choice—stiffly led Su Yan to her room.
Elevator—could not help whisper: “Aren’t you afraid Cefalina knows you came?”
Su Yan blank. “She won’t notice—even if she does she won’t think perfume.”
Even if perfume secret safe—Su Yan pursuing Cefalina—should not visit her?
Explanation did not add up.
“But Cefalina said she smells another Alpha on me.”
Su Yan paused hard.
“You contacted another Alpha?”
“Of course not—only you.”
Su Yan wanted to say she could not leak—but flashed Wen Shiyu sleepy at dawn showing nape, muttering at run order, red face panting after laps, sweat at temples……
What was she thinking then?
Su Yan stiff. Not one hundred percent sure a trace had not escaped.
Would she…… want to leave scent on Wen Shiyu?
Elevator opened. Wen Shiyu opened door—not watching Su Yan.
Bad luck stacked—door seemed opened before.
Things moved.
Heart dropped—valuables still there.
Not theft—then why?
Plant something……?
Wen Shiyu searched every corner—even under the bed.
Too focused—forgot Su Yan in the room.
Su Yan stood puzzled—Wen Shiyu darting—kneeling by the bed—
Gaze snapped away.
“Wen Shiyu…… what are you doing?”
“Oh.” Startled—stood up.
“Someone was in my room.”
“Someone was in?”
Wen Shiyu almost explained—then choked—malice because everyone thought she was tangled with them—waved. “Forget it. Nothing.”
Su Yan stared at her neck—remembered business—lifted hair.
“Still smell?”
Su Yan neared pale nape.
“Still a little faint,” nod. “Tonight apply—last till morning. Slightly stronger.”
Wen Shiyu nodded—removed collar for access.
Waited—Su Yan’s hand never came—stood still.
“What’s wrong?” Wen Shiyu only stared.
Su Yan looked at her face—clean brows—slender neck.
Air—plum wine scent volatilized all day—warmer on her skin—suddenly sharp.
“Did you do something?” Su Yan low.
“What?”
Su Yan seemed off.
“Why?”
Wen Shiyu blank: “I did what?”
“I told you focus on study—you take notes seriously lately. I thought you listened.”
Voice low—almost to herself. “Still unrepentant……”
“You want to be with me that badly?”
Huh?
“What are you talking about?” Wen Shiyu wanted distance.
That instant Su Yan stepped in—fingers tight—almost pinching her neck.
“!”
Wen Shiyu grabbed her wrist—could not push—Su Yan too strong.
Su Yan looked down—close enough to see herself in Wen Shiyu’s eyes.
“I told you many times.
You cannot use Alpha traits—bet everything on impulse and accident. Disrespectful. Dangerous.
I dislike forcing people—I dislike being played.”
Strong action—restrained words—hold not crush.
“If you keep this up you’ll fall someday. Think a lost-control Alpha is fun? Know how you’d get hurt?”
Grip unchanged—pushed Wen Shiyu to cold desk edge—half body pressed to the surface.
“Ow—” struggled again.
Su Yan leaned—hair on Wen Shiyu’s cheek—usually calm eyes dark waves.
“Say you won’t again.”
“Let go first.”
Wen Shiyu gritted—met her eyes—
Su Yan’s eyes darker—pressed chin and shoulder—neck stretched long.
Staring at her neck.
??
Wen Shiyu elbowed temple—Su Yan stepped back—
Pinned Su Yan’s hands.
“Listen—I’m misunderstood!”
Su Yan eyes wide—first time pinned from this angle—ears red fast.
Before Wen Shiyu finished Su Yan reversed her—
Bang bang bang!
Door hammered—official stern.
“Wen Shiyu, open! Dorm inspection!” Middle-aged woman outside—then sterner:
“Discipline office too. Report—you hide contraband. Illegal scent inducing Alpha or Omega heat. Open now!”
Wen Shiyu: !
Door open—both teachers froze.
Alpha scent lingering. Su Yan in the room.
Wen Shiyu looked like victim pinned by Su Yan.
Shock on both faces.
Su Yan stepped back at once—breathed—window wide—night wind in.
Wen Shiyu got it—why Su Yan was wrong.
“Teachers—someone entered my room. Maybe planted scent. Not me.”
Quiet. Contraband not the biggest problem now.
Dean to Su Yan, pained: “Su Yan—you’re Alpha. You must not enter mixed Beta-Omega dorm. Violation—let alone release pheromones.”
Su Yan rubbed temple—not answering at once.
Wen Shiyu: “Lock was broken—frame-up. Check cameras.”
Dorm matron awkward: “We have no cameras—”
Su Yan sharp suspicious eyes. “Stairs and corridor ends do. As matron you don’t know? You should question your job.”
Matron pale—no reply.
Wen Shiyu felt matron might be bought. Without Su Yan—no footage.
Su Yan calmed—helped—checked lock damage—frame-up likely.
Dean did not dare punish Wen Shiyu.
Empty corridor Su Yan stopped her—rare restraint:
“Sorry. I misunderstood.”
Misread her—and closeness likely caused the trap. Strictly Su Yan’s fault.
Wen Shiyu sighed—waved—waist bruised from desk—but solved fast thanks to Su Yan.
Dean did not dare punish Su Yan either—only begged her not repeat.
——Nobles did what they wanted—few dared stop them.
Su Yan saw Wen Shiyu still pale—silent—ears faint red first time:
“Tomorrow don’t see Cefalina.”
“Huh? Why?”
Su Yan pointed at her neck—hard words: “Scents mixed.”
She had been applying simulated scent—now tangled with her own.
Beta Wen Shiyu could not tell. Any Alpha or Omega would smell it—neck very strong now.
High-tier Su Yan proud of control—this “slip” ashamed and confused.
Even with planted scent—reaction too strong. When Wen Shiyu pinned her she seemed to release a lot.
Wen Shiyu touched neck—ah—the room scent?
“But if I don’t see her she’ll feel awful.”
Stared at each other.
Su Yan excellent all life—first time she messed up—dragged team down—ears hotter.
“I’ll have neutralizer sent from outside—faster fade.”
Wen Shiyu nodded: “I’ll shower long—should be fine.”
“Come with me.” Pause—“When scent’s gone apply again? Or dawn run again tomorrow.”
Su Yan blank—silent long—no rebuttal—nodded—followed to dorm.
Door shut.
Private space again—just two.
Wen Shiyu walked into bath without guard—Su Yan looked at her hands.
Faint plum wine on palm.
Distressing—it smelled better and better.
Alpha instinct violent and impulsive.
Earlier frenzy maybe room scent—now excitement not fully gone.
Maybe mixed with her own—maybe palm still held Wen Shiyu’s warmth.
Her feeling toward the scent changed.
Normal Alpha smelled other Alpha as challenge—this did not repel her……
Wrong.
Su Yan guilty—unsure next contact could fully control pheromones.
……
Cefalina tossed sleepless.
Unwilling to admit—she wanted to see Wen Shiyu.
Gym hours to hide ears—class body never settled.
How?
Body could restrain—shame and guilt would not calm.
Why keep thinking Wen Shiyu—those things?
Never before. More restraint—more upset and irritable.
All Wen Shiyu’s fault……
Left without word……
How endure until perfume done?
First time zoning in class—searched online—advice: pregnant Omega need Alpha intimacy—couples bragging several times a day.
Hate it—all lies.
Cefalina covered face—she could manage alone.
Search pushed an ad—Omega self-relief tool—“fully replaces Alpha—perfect match.”
Stared—ears redder—never tried—afraid she’d run to Wen Shiyu—flushed—ordered.
Evening package arrived—maid left it—Cefalina hid in drawer ashamed.
Would not use—night no sleep—chest ache at any move—
Thought of Wen Shiyu’s hands again.
Shame rage—no choice—took out the tool.
Omega design strange—collar and special underwear.
Blushing—skirt off—wore it—even collar on.
Failed.
Worse—collar simulated marking—bit gland—miserable—not comfort.
Missed Wen Shiyu more.
Tried to remove collar—simulated dominant Alpha—stuck.
Read manual—need…… to unlock.
What trash. Impossible. Cefalina nearly cried.
Phone buzz.
Ignored—then saw Charlotte private message.
【I heard Su Yan went to Wen Shiyu’s dorm—still not out.】
What?
Why could she go?
Morning Su Yan with Wen Shiyu—last night too? No explanation!
Charlotte: 【Ask tomorrow?】
Ask—now!
Why wait—she was miserable and disgraced—why was Wen Shiyu with someone else?
Hormones buzzing—rage unbearable—dialed Wen Shiyu.
Make Wen Shiyu suffer too.
Wen Shiyu fresh from shower—wet hair—Cefalina’s tearful voice:
“Wen Shiyu—come here—right now!”