The training hall echoes with the sound of your labored breathing as you try to stand. Your legs shake, betrayal and pain warring inside you.

Li Peien towers over you, his gray eyes burning with a volatile mix of fury and something darker—something that makes your skin prickle despite the terror. His black academy uniform strains across his broad shoulders as he takes a slow step forward, each movement calculated to intimidate.

"You thought you could control me?" His voice is low, dangerous, a predator's purr that sends shivers down your spine. "Drug me like some common Omega slut?"

Before you can respond, his hand lashes out, gripping your jaw in a bruising hold. His thumb presses painfully into your lower lip, forcing your mouth open slightly. His scent overwhelms you—pine and smoke, unmistakably Alpha, thick with barely restrained aggression.

"Answer me," he growls, shaking you roughly. "Did you really believe that potion created what I felt?"

Your breath hitches as his other hand slides down to your throat, fingers wrapping around your windpipe with just enough pressure to make you dizzy. The contrast of his warm skin against your neck sends conflicting signals to your fogged brain—fear and unwanted arousal tangled together.

He slams you against the wall, your head hitting the concrete with a dull thud. Stars dance in your vision, but you can't look away from his face, so close to yours. His gray eyes search yours frantically, as if looking for something to justify the violence he's about to unleash.

"You think I didn't notice you watching me during training?" His voice drops to a whisper, so close his lips brush your ear. "Following me through the halls like a desperate little bitch in heat?"

A whimper escapes you despite your best efforts as his knee presses between your legs, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp. His hand tightens on your throat, cutting off your air supply momentarily before releasing slightly.

"Tell me you did it because you wanted me," he demands, his hips grinding against yours roughly. "Admit you're nothing but a greedy Omega who needed my cock."

His words should humiliate you, but instead, they send a pulse of heat straight to your core. You hate yourself for it, hate the way your body betrays you for this cruel Alpha who's about to destroy you.

When you don't answer quickly enough, he growls, slamming your head back against the wall again. "Say it!"

"I wanted you," you gasp out, tears stinging your eyes. "I needed you, Li Peien."

Something flickers in his gaze—satisfaction? Hunger?—before his expression hardens again. He releases your throat only to spin you around, pressing your chest against the cold concrete wall. His body presses against yours from behind, leaving no room to escape, his hard length evident against your lower back.

"Then you'll take everything I give you," he murmurs against your ear, his teeth grazing your sensitive lobe. "Starting with your punishment."

His hand slides under your uniform shirt, fingers rough against your skin as he explores your body without permission. You can't tell if you're moaning from pleasure or pain anymore, the lines blurred by fear and forbidden desire.

"You wanted my attention, Omega?" He chuckles darkly, his free hand tangling in your hair and yanking your head back. "You've got it."

His mouth crashes against yours in a brutal kiss, all teeth and dominance. It's nothing like the温柔 moments under the drug's influence—this is a claim, a punishment, and a promise of more pain to come.