Chapter 6

Ezra asked Dane with a disgusted face.

"Why, why is he acting like that? Was he on drugs?"

Though it was because of the pheromones, Ezra, being a Beta, would find it hard to understand. He could smell pheromone scents and knew intellectually how they affected Alphas and Omegas, but he couldn't experience it physically.

"That dog bastard..."

Dane spat out a low curse. In this situation, releasing pheromones could only be seen as deliberately trying to humiliate him.

"Drag him out by force if you have to. We can't waste any more time, it's dangerous."

At Dane's words, Ezra and the other colleagues hurriedly stepped forward. Though they tried to quickly grab the man, the naked man only wailed and thrashed about, refusing to cooperate.

"Wait a minute, hey! The house is collapsing right now!"

"We need to get out, snap out of it!"

"Grab his arm there, lift him up! No, not there!"

Even with three strong men holding him, he wouldn't budge. Rather, he made things more difficult by hitting and pushing away the equipped firefighters.

There was only one reason why that man was going crazy and thrashing about like that. Pheromones.

And the one responsible was leisurely standing and watching the spectacle. As if watching a highly entertaining circus.

He must have done this countless times before. He probably enjoyed watching others cry and wail from going crazy because of his pheromones. The fact that he would deliberately do such a thing even in this situation clearly showed this man was full of malice.

Whether this was some kind of entertainment for extreme Alphas and their circle was unknown, but now wasn't the time to leave it be.

"Hey."

Greyson hesitated at the sudden low voice from behind. Someone had been standing behind him, hidden by the thick smoke. Just as he was about to turn around reflexively, the person spoke.

"Don't be troublesome."

The voice that sounded like it was grinding teeth ended there. Suddenly, an unbelievably fresh scent cut through the acrid smoke.

...Huh?

Greyson froze for a moment. A fresh scent that was both soft and seemed to relax the entire body spread all at once. Then Greyson's vision suddenly went black, and his whole body collapsed. At the same time, the pheromones he had been releasing disappeared instantly.

"Got him!"

The member who had been wrestling with the man who had suddenly stopped moving lifted him up. Though he was still struggling, his strength seemed to have left him, and after the members disappeared carrying him over their shoulders, Ezra hurriedly approached Dane.

"What happened? Why is this man like this?"

To the confused Ezra, Dane replied indifferently.

"Must have inhaled too much smoke."

"Ah."

Ezra quickly understood and nodded. Though he tried to hurriedly lift the man, it wasn't easy. The blonde man was enormously large, seemingly well over 2 meters tall. It was too far to carry such a huge body out. As Ezra was already breathing heavily from the strain, Dane, who was helping carry Greyson, suddenly said.

"Let's throw him."

"What?"

When Ezra turned around in shock, Dane continued indifferently.

"Onto the air mattress. We'll die too if we try to drag this bastard out."

That wasn't wrong. The flames had already spread throughout the entire house, and no one could guarantee they'd make it safely to the stairs leading down.

"Let's go to the window."

Following Ezra's agreement, they quickly entered the nearest room. When they opened the window and leaned out, fortunately, the members fighting the flames soon spotted them.

"Air mattress! We need a mattress!"

Dane shouted while placing their cargo load on the windowsill. Seeing him still unconscious, Ezra said worriedly.

"We need to get him oxygen quickly, at least my mask..."

"Listen."

Dane spoke curtly, ignoring Ezra's attempt to remove his mask to cover Greyson's face. And before Ezra could understand what he meant, Dane arbitrarily grabbed Greyson and pushed him out the window.

"W-wait! Together, let's do it together!"

Ezra, who had hurriedly grabbed Greyson's limp body, let go after confirming everything was ready. Then Dane and Ezra also escaped from the burning house, and the flames continued to burn for about another hour before being extinguished.

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When Greyson regained consciousness, he was lying on a hospital bed. He lay there for a moment, recalling his memories. Just as he vaguely remembered that there had been a fire at the mansion, the door to the hospital room opened and someone entered.

"Ah, you're awake."

As he awkwardly raised himself, the nurse who readily approached the bed checked Greyson's vital signs while continuing to speak.

"Are you experiencing any discomfort? Everything is fine except for inhaling a little smoke. You can be discharged whenever you want. Do you have any questions? Any discomfort?"

At the kind inquiry, Greyson blinked in confusion before frowning deeply and looking up at him.

"How did I get here?"

"The paramedics brought you. We ran many tests because you were unconscious, but nothing unusual showed up. Were you very tired?"

He added the joke with a smile. But that wasn't true. Greyson asked with a serious face.

"Is that all? Nothing else?"

The nurse tilted his head with a smiling face. Unable to get any more information, Greyson sent him away. After being left alone, he mulled over his thoughts again.

What was that?

He couldn't stay calm as he recalled his last memory before losing consciousness. Greyson got out of bed almost jumping and paced around the room. He clearly remembered releasing an enormous amount of pheromones, enough to erase the twins' pheromones. So the room had been filled only with his scent mixed with the acrid smoke.

But it had definitely been there. A completely different scent that wasn't Greyson's.

The identity of the scent that had spread from behind him was definitely something he knew. A scent he had smelled long ago, not just that of an ordinary Omega but...

An extreme Omega's pheromones.

Greyson had smelled it before. Because the Omega who gave birth to him was an extreme Omega. When he was young, Greyson would beg to inhale the scent to his heart's content. Unlike ordinary Omegas, extreme Omegas could control their pheromones, completely hiding them when they wanted or releasing them to throw extreme Alphas into confusion. Just like what had made Greyson lose consciousness.

'It' is among the firefighters.

His heart started beating wildly. Unable to calm down at all, he paced quickly around the hospital room while nervously running his fingers through his hair.