My Perfect Omega - Chapter 35
The vulgar words made her feel uncomfortable, but there was nothing she could do about it. As she resigned herself to the situation, she heard Timo respond indifferently to his friend’s comment.
“Oh, aren’t you a recessive alpha?”
“Hey, just call me an alpha. I don’t get why betas feel the need to add ‘recessive’ as if it’s necessary.”
“What?”
“That’s right. Alphas just call each other alphas without adding ‘recessive’ or ‘dominant.’ But it’s always betas like you who feel the need to specify ‘recessive’.”
“Hah.”
Timo felt amused by his friend’s remark. He thought to himself that maybe he should stop considering this guy a friend from today onwards.
“Dominant alphas don’t seem to mind being called dominant. But recessive ones always seem to have an inferiority complex, don’t they?”
“What?”
They looked like they were about to start a fight, but another friend stepped in to calm them down. Leila, overhearing their vulgar conversation, worried that Anna might run into Timo. She decided to slip away while they were arguing. But Timo didn’t miss her attempt.
“Sister, where are you going? It’s impressive how you get around despite being blind.”
“Even if I can’t see, I still have legs, don’t I?”
“Haha, I didn’t know you could joke like that, Sister. But where’s Anna? She should show up and bark like a dog by now to make it fun?”
Timo’s words made Leila anxious. She wanted to distance herself from Anna as quickly as possible, so she moved along the wall. She hoped to lure Timo away from Anna.
“Shxt, where are you going?”
Ignoring Timo’s questions, Leila’s defiance infuriated him. He punched the face of the recessive alpha next to him, who had been babbling nonsense. The sound of the punch landing on his jaw was loud and clear.
He enjoyed the thought of knocking out an alpha—even if it’s just a recessive alpha. He kicked him a few more times before leisurely following Leila. He resented the fact that alphas and omegas were highly regarded just because they were fewer in number than betas.
He planned to mock Leila and then drag her home himself. He had already been informed of the day’s events by his mother.
“I didn’t expect the Duke to have such poor taste.”
It was such an unbelievable story that even his friends hadn’t believed him. He intended to spread the word to his peers, but then he ran into Leila.
“A ruby mine running away, how pathetic.”
Not only that, but Count Wagner had promised to send each family member a generous gift. It was a significant payoff for getting rid of someone they considered useless.
“Omegas are like high-bred mares.”
He muttered to himself as he walked slowly. There was no need to hurry since Leila was fumbling right in front of him.
“Tsk, the blind girl is trying so hard to escape.”
Despite his taunting, Leila struggled to distance herself from Anna. She eventually found a very narrow path. It was so narrow that even her small frame could only fit sideways.
Without hesitation, she squeezed into the path. Hearing Timo’s startled shout behind her, she realized it might not be a bad plan after all.
She couldn’t see if the path was blocked, but she felt the breeze, indicating it might be open on the other side. She moved forward, paying attention to the breeze and the bits of light she could perceive.
As she continued deeper, she heard Timo cursing behind her, and a small smile formed on her lips. She moved further in until she felt something on the other side.
“You little fxxxing… If I catch you, you’re dead!”
Timo’s words made Leila scoff. At this point, she had no fear of death. She had endured far worse humiliation and pain—death was nothing in comparison.
