I Married A Degraded Alpha
Chapter 133: Making Up for the Wedding Night

Chapter 133: Making Up for the Wedding Night

Midterms had been going on for two days, and Yuri breezed through them effortlessly.

Once midterms were over, there was a two-day break. As Yuri made her way out of the school with the rest of the students, she heard someone mention Jira’s name.

"Jira got hurt at our school, and now everyone is guessing who the SSS-tier beta might be in our school."

"Don’t even start. My dad, my grandpa, all my relatives, are urging me to take this chance. They say this might be my only shot at getting close to an SSS-tier beta. There are so many S-tier and SS-tier alphas at school, even two SSS-tier ones. Why do they think it’s going to be my turn?"

"Even I, an S-tier, don’t stand a chance. SSS-tiers stick with SSS-tiers. Even if Tuss is already married and out of the competition, there’s still Hoarah. We shouldn’t get our hopes up."

"Well, Tuss’ wife is an android, he might still have a chance."

"I guess you’re right."

"....."

Yuri walked past without changing her expression.

After school, Yuri and Tuss headed to a conference hall for an academic exchange.

Officer Lyao was overseeing as usual. Yuri and Tuss arrived quietly and left just as unobtrusively four hours later. Everything went smoothly.

"The crowd grew from three hundred to seven hundred. Officer Lyao is testing your limits," Tuss said, his voice hinting at his displeasure.

"I know," Yuri replied, understanding what he meant. "I’m not sure where my limit is."

"You looked tired by the end of it," Tuss noted with concern.

"I am a bit tired," Yuri yawned. "I’ll sleep a bit, wake me when we’re home."

"Sure," Tuss helped her adjust the seat into a bed.

When they arrived home, Yuri was still asleep. Tuss didn’t wake her, instead, he gently carried her. Standing at the top of the stairs, he hesitated for a moment, then carried her into his room.

He had always visited her room, but she had never slept in his bed before.

Tuss placed Yuri on his bed, helped her out of her coat and tucked her in. He then went to take a shower. After cleaning up, he got into bed with Yuri, falling asleep contentedly.

That night, coincidentally, one of them entered his heat period, the other her heat cycle.

Before Yuri could realize what was happening, a drowsy Tuss gripped the back of her neck and bit down.

Instinctively, Yuri tried to escape but was firmly held by Tuss. Not until she was covered in his pheromone scent did he finally let her go.

"You can’t reject me," he muttered, satisfied with his mischievous act.

Yuri’s eyes were misty, and she felt weak all over. She didn’t want to deal with him and covered her face with the blanket.

Tuss wasn’t pleased with her reaction. He pulled her out from under the blanket, looking at her flushed face, his heart fluttered with affection.

During the heat period, Tuss was bolder and more expressive with his emotions. Almost anything he thought of, he would do. Cradling Yuri’s face with his hands, he kissed her forehead and gently nibbled down to her chin.

Yuri’s face was covered in slobber.

"Tuss, you’re like a puppy right now," Yuri commented.

Tuss didn’t get upset. Instead, he leaned in close to Yuri and said, "Yuri, don’t you think it’s time we made up for our wedding night?"

Yuri was taken aback, "I thought we can’t until we’re 25?"

"We can’t make a full mark, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do anything." Tuss’s eyes sparked with a fiery glint. "I won’t knot in you. Yuri, is that okay?"

Under Tuss’s intense gaze, Yuri slowly nodded in agreement.

Two days later, all the students returned to school, except for Tuss and Yuri.

"Daleks, where’s Tuss?" a classmate asked.

"You wouldn’t want to see him right now," Daleks replied.

"Why not?" the classmate inquired further.

Daleks gave him a sidelong glance and gruffly said, "Heat period."

"Oh, he should stay away then. Maybe for a week, no, two weeks," the classmates shied away from the topic.

During the break, the results came out.

"Darn, Tuss is first again."

"Delamak, I feel for you."

"Delamak, any thoughts or feelings on this?"

"None."

Laughter filled the room of the mecha combat department.

The mecha manufacturing class, on the other hand, was deathly quiet. Everyone looked at the name at the top of the list, their faces full of complex emotions.

After a moment of silence, Sagato finally spoke, "Hans, do you regret lending your notes to Yuri?"

Hans, who had been first before but was now second, shook his head, "It’s just one exam. There are countless ones in the future. I’ll regain the top spot."

Sagato let out a sigh of relief, patting his shoulder, "Good attitude."

"Hans, taking back the first place might not be easy. Don’t forget who Yuri is," someone pointed out.

"Damn, right. No matter how good human memory is, it can’t beat an android’s hard drive."

"So, technically, Hans is still first."

"Yuri shouldn’t even be in the ranking."

"..."

Many people felt that Yuri shouldn’t be part of the ranking as it lowered their standings. Some even went to the teachers, hoping they would remove Yuri from the rank list.

The teachers firmly refused.

The students were angry and wanted to confront Yuri, but she hadn’t shown up at school for several days.

On the fifth day of Yuri’s heat cycle, she lay limp on the bed, threatening Tuss in a soft voice, "If you dare come over, I’ll attack you with psychic power."

Tuss innocently wiped her body clean, replying, "You seem to enjoy it too."

Yuri choked, angered, she said, "Enough is enough, understand?"

Tuss sighed, "Yuri, I’m twenty-one, a high-level alpha, and this is when my desires are strongest. Go look up on Interstellarnet, everyone else’s heat cycle lasts ten days or even half a month--"

"Heh, ten days to half a month, and that every month? No need to eat, no need to drink?" Yuri glared at him in anger.

Tuss: "......."

She was getting harder to deceive.

On the first day Yuri and Tuss returned to school, they encountered the mid-term exam summary meeting. Both of them went to their respective classes. Just as Yuri sat down, she noticed an unusual fluctuation. Is it Jira again?

Yuri frowned and turned her head towards the direction of the fluctuation. The source was far away, but she immediately recognized the individual.

It was Hoarah.

The moment Yuri confirmed the source of the fluctuation, the next second, Hoarah’s Sea of Consciousness burst forth like a dam breaking. The chaotic mental threads, like serpents, shot out in all directions.

Yuri was about to run in Hoarah’s direction when suddenly a scream echoed through the air.

At the furthest point from Hoarah, there was another student experiencing a collapse of his Sea of Consciousness.