I Don't Want To Be An Omega In My Sister's Trashy Reverse Harem [BL]
Chapter 47: A Lewd Kind Of Fever!

Chapter 47: A Lewd Kind Of Fever!

Rin recoiled instantly, jerking back from Evan as if scalded. The corner of his lips was still tingling, and his breath caught halfway up his throat.

"W-what the hell was that?!" Rin asked, voice higher than usual.

Evan grinned and slowly licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes dark.

"Just tasting dinner. Why are you shocked?"

Rin’s cheeks turned red... not just red, but full, flushed scarlet. He had no idea whether it was embarrassment or sheer disbelief at the audacity of that man. Avoiding Evan’s gaze, Rin shoved a whole fry into his mouth, then grabbed a chunk of chicken and stuffed it in after.

Niblet watched in confusion, ears twitching.

"Are you alright? You’re red," Evan asked, still staring.

"Mmmhf!" Rin grunted, mouth full, eyes wide. He refused to meet the Duke’s gaze. He needed to run away from this man. He wanted to escape to his room.

But he couldn’t leave food behind... not after all that work especially the hot oil splashing on his body.

His eyes flicked to the table. There were still three pieces of chicken, half a bowl of fries, and most of the sauce. It would be a shame to waste it...

’Can I put this in the inventory?’ Rin thought. ’Wait... can I do it while he’s still here?’

He glanced at Evan, who was still watching him like he was dessert.

’Nope. Not a chance. He would ask a lot of questions if he saw them disappear into thin air,’

Rin slowly gathered the remaining food onto one plate, carefully balancing the sauce bowl on top, then stood abruptly.

"I... I’m done. I’m heading to my room."

Evan raised an eyebrow.

"I see... don’t forget to bathe in hot water before you sleep. Otherwise, you’ll catch a cold."

Rin paused, already halfway turned around. He looked over his shoulder.

"I don’t get sick that easily," he muttered. "I’m strong, you know!"

Evan hummed knowingly.

"Mm. Sure you are. But if you do get sick... You might trigger your heat and you’ll need my cock to help you with your heat,"

Rin froze as he turned around to look at Evan.

There was a mocking smirk on his face like he couldn’t wait for it to actually happen.

’No way! There’s no way I’m falling for this man’s scheme!’

Without another word, Rin bolted.

The Duke watched the tiny figure run up the stairs as he leaned back on the chair, licking his lower lip.

He could still taste the sauce and Rin on his lip.

He could feel his hard-on down there that kept twitching even without Rin trying to make a move on him. All Evan could do was try to remember the pink nipples and pale skin he saw earlier.

Only if his tongue could touch it and suck on them all night till they turn red. His hand slid down to his cock, his breathing heavy.

"Calm down," he told himself, licking the pad of his thumb slowly. "I can have him whenever I want. But not yet... not yet."

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Upstairs, Rin shoved the door open with his foot and marched into the room like a man escaping a crime scene. He dropped the blanket he’d been dragging behind him, kicked the door shut, and immediately shoved the remaining chicken and fries into his inventory.

DING!

[Items stored: Fried Chicken x3, Fries x1, Spicy Sauce x1]

[Freshness preserved.]

"That solves that," he muttered, rubbing his temple.

"Now, it’s time for bed," he yawned as he walked towards it.

He suddenly collapsed onto the bed without bothering to change his wet pants. The rain still pelted the windows, the rhythmic tapping lulling him to sleep faster than expected.

Niblet curled up beside him.

"I’ll feed you tomorrow, little guy," Rin whispered, patting the dog’s head. Niblet gave a single soft bark before nestling beside him.

"I’m so tired... Is it because I made dinner? Or is it the rain? Or do I feel oddly comfortable around the Duke’s... house and..."

Rin shut his eyes, mumbling slowly.

DING!

[...]

A system notification blinked somewhere in the corner of his vision, but Rin was too tired to read it.

He waved a hand, lazily, grumbling,

"Tomorrow... I’ll read whatever it is..."

He said and drifted to sleep.

The next morning...

Something was wrong with Rin’s body.

His eyelids were heavy. His breathing was laboured. His skin burned like it was cooking from the inside.

’What’s wrong with me?’

He groaned and tried to roll over.

Then he felt it... A cool hand pressed gently against his forehead.

"You’re burning up," a deep voice said.

His vision swam. He could barely see Evan’s face leaning over him, with concern in those sharp grey eyes of his.

"Huh... D-Duke?" Rin mumbled. He wanted to ask what was wrong with him, but he couldn’t complete his words.

"Mm..." Rin reached up, touching his hand. A soft moan escaped his lips... It was unintentional, but real.

The Duke narrowed his eyes.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" he asked quietly. "... while you’re burning up?"

Rin tried to speak, but his voice was gone. He felt like his body had turned to mush. He couldn’t think straight... he didn’t even remember how he got to bed last night. He thought he would read some books before going to bed... until...

DING!

[SYSTEM ALERT: FEVER DETECTED — SYMPTOM OF PRE-HEAT]

[WARNING: If untreated, this condition will escalate into a full Omega Heat Cycle.]

[Recommended Action: Seek medical attention or self-regulate with suppressants.]

His eyes widened in horror.

’No, no, no! This can’t be happening now. I can’t go into heat now!’

"Stay still," Evan said, gently brushing the sweat-matted hair from Rin’s face. "I’ll call the doctor."

Rin’s fingers twitched.

"N-no... wait..."

"I should’ve made you dry off last night even if it meant stripping those wet clothes off your body. This is my fault." Evan’s jaw clenched. "I’ll go get the head doctor from the clinic... Theron, was it?"

Rin’s mind screamed.

’NO! Not Theron! Anyone but him!’

He tried to shake his head, tried to sit up, but his body wouldn’t respond. He couldn’t even speak properly, which was the worst of all.

"Just rest, Rin," Evan said softly. "I’ll be right back with Theron."

And he was gone.

Rin stared at the ceiling, biting his lip.

’This is bad... if Theron sees me like this... he’ll know. He’ll know I’m an omega. Fuck. Fuck, fuck...’

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Meanwhile, at the academy clinic...

The nurses were busy with one thing or the other. The air smelled of herbs and potions.

"Does it hurt when I touch it here?"

"Uh... No. But if you press hard..."

They were indeed busy with work and just then...

The doors creaked open and in stepped Silas, confidently brushing off his coat. He wore a normal smile on his face as some students recognised him.

While he exchanged greetings with them, the nurses heard his voice and turned immediately.

"Professor Silas?" one of them gasped. "Are you here for Rin?"

Another one whispered behind her hand.

"Oh... he’s here again! For Rin!"

Silas simply smiled, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Elna’s sharp eyes caught him. She remembered when the nurses mentioned something about him and Rin yesterday.

"Hmm... so they indeed have something going on with each other. If Theron finds out, he’ll finally abandon Rin and focus on me!" She grumbled and sprang up from her seat.

She approached quickly, brushing past the other nurses with her usual grace and venom.

"Greetings, Professor Silas," she said, tone flat. "Are you here for Rin?"

He nodded.

"I heard he wasn’t here yesterday. I thought he’d be around today."

She glanced at him with a strange look.

"Well, he now lives in the Duke’s mansion now,"

"Duke’s mansion? You mean, Duke Vortellion?" He asked and Elna nodded.

Silas knew that the Vortellions were only interested in Omegas and not Betas... he stood there, wondering why the duke invited Rin to his house.

"I had no idea he left," he rubbed his chin.

"Since you now know, you could write a letter to him or better still, pay a visit to the Duke’s mansion to see him,"

Before Silas could respond, a familiar voice echoed from the hallway.

"What are you doing here, Silas?"

Theron stepped out from his office, his eyes hard and suspicious.

Silas grinned playfully as he arched a brow.

"I came to check on Rin and he’s not here. That’s not a crime, is it?"

"You should be in your quarters dealing with your rut," Theron snapped, ignoring the fact that he mentioned Rin’s name.

Silas leaned against the wall.

"I can handle that on my own time. You should know I’m not one to follow the rules."

The nurses gasped, some of them whispering louder now.

"He said rut... Is he in a rut? While looking for Rin?"

"Does he still wish to spend his rut with Rin after the rejection? Doesn’t he have a partner?"

Elna heard the nurses and narrowed her eyes at Silas, her mind working fast. She turned toward Theron.

"Don’t be upset with the Professor, Head Doctor," she said sweetly. "But... Why would he show up here... in his condition... asking about Rin?"

Theron didn’t answer.

He just stared at Silas. The tension between them was thick, bordering on dangerous.

"He already rejected you... Why are you still going after him?"

"I have every right to. Are you upset that you weren’t able to spend your rut with him? Haha!" Silas laughed. He looked around, seeing the students around him.

They were all looking at Silas, wondering if he was this kind of person. He was never the type to care about his rut because it just meant having sex with someone and making sure they don’t get pregnant because he’s not ready to take responsibility.

But this time, it was different. Even if he had seen Rin from afar, admired him from afar and purposely sat close to him when he saw him at the temple, he wanted to take all kinds of responsibilities when it comes to Rin.

’Too bad he’s a Beta, I wouldn’t mind getting him pregnant,’

He lifted his head to look at the man boiling in anger in front of him. He looked like he would burst soon and the room buzzed with quiet gossip and glances until...

BANG!

The doors burst open.

Everyone turned their head to see who it was.

Duke Evan Vortellion entered, his fingers sliding into his dark hair and grey eyes blazing around like he was searching for Theron.

The room fell completely silent at his presence. The same presence that sucked the air out of the room.

"Who is Theron?" he asked, with his voice sharp.