Trap? Trap!

I took a deep breath and leaned back on the sofa. Sinwoo and Daeun were still chatting.

‘Did I catch a cold?’

I took deep breaths, and it somewhat calmed me down. At that moment, I had no idea.

I was born an Omega, but I had never considered imprinting with an Alpha.

Imprinted Alphas and Omegas recognize only each other’s existence. I hated that. I disliked being tied to one Alpha, and I disliked an Alpha being tied to me.

Life is not long. Serious relationships are unnecessary in a short life.

Enjoying light, one-time pleasures was more than enough.

I am a dominant Omega with exceptional looks. Even with strict conditions like requiring STD tests, finding an Alpha for a night wasn’t difficult.

I did not have any parents to worry about my indiscriminate meetings with Alphas. I had no plans to settle down with an Alpha even when I got older. So, I truly was ignorant about imprinting.

“Did you imprint?”

Before I heard Kwon Jongsuk frowning and asking the question, I had never even dreamed that I had imprinted with that Alpha that night.

Jongsuk’s expression, asking if I had imprinted, was utterly dismayed—as if he just completely lost his appetite. It was a look I had never received before.

Under normal circumstances, I would have been so astonished that I would have snapped back, but the question itself was too shocking.

“What kind of crazy talk is that?”

It took me a while to respond, my voice uneasy.

“Drat.”

Jongsuk scratched the back of his head vigorously.

“I didn’t know you were this kind of a person, Yun Lee. I’m really disappointed. Even if you wanted to end our sexual relationship, this wasn’t the way to do it. Did you dislike me that much? Is that why you wanted to screw me over like this?”

“Hey.”

“I even stole a bottle of Royal Salute from my dad to drink with you, and this is what I get?”

“Jongsuk!”

Jongsuk, who had been scowling and getting annoyed, only stopped when I shouted loudly. My head was buzzing. Pressing my forehead as if a wave of dizziness were about to hit, I sat down in a chair.

“I imprinted? How can you tell?”

“How can you not know? You came here covered in the pheromones of another Alpha.”

“Me? In another Alpha’s pheromones?”

I reflexively lifted my sleeve to smell it, but of course, I couldn’t detect any pheromones coming from my own body.

“It must be a misunderstanding.”

There’s no way I could have imprinted. I firmly denied it, but Jongsuk looked incredulous.

“I’m an Alpha too. Do you really think I can’t tell the difference between just having sex and imprinting? Even if it’s the same Alpha’s pheromones, they’re different. When imprinted, it’s like that pheromones are shouting, ‘This one is mine,’ slathered with possessiveness. As an Alpha myself, it really sucks when I have to smell those kinds of ‘imprinting’ pheromones.”

Of course, I knew that. Theoretically.

However, I shook my head.

“I have not been imprinted.”

“Why did you come to meet me after imprinting with another Alpha? Just thinking about sex with me must’ve made you shudder, yet here you are, following your lower half’s desires?”

“I’ve already told you, I’m NOT imprinted!”

It was something I just couldn’t believe and had no possibility of happening whatsoever.

When I made plans with Jongsuk, I felt incredibly uneasy, but I was 99% sure it was nothing mor than a false alarm.

‘Yeah, it’s nothing more than just a cold.’

Jongsuk stared at me as I adamantly denied having been imprinted. His suspicious gaze scanned me from top to bottom before locking onto my face.

“Really, you have not been imprinted?”

“Why on earth would I choose to imprint? I don’t even hook up with any alphas on a regular basis, at least not enough to be imprinted!”

Seeing me vehemently deny it, Jongsuk looked perplexed and then lowered his head.

“Shall we confirm it then?”

With his head still bowed, he pressed his lips against mine. Kwon Jongsuk’s pheromones, which I had gotten used to after having intercourse with him a few times in the past, washed over me.

“Ugh!”

The next moment, I pushed him away hard and ran to the bathroom. It was horrible. Disgusting. An overwhelming sense of revulsion I’d never felt before devoured me like a storm.

Instead of the usual interaction with an Alpha, as soon as I got close to Jongsuk for the purpose of sex, my skin crawled and bile rose in my throat.

Unable to hold back the nauseating feeling as if I had been kicked in the stomach, I retched violently.

After vomiting so hard and even crying in pain for quite a while, I finally washed my face and left the bathroom.

Jongsuk, who had been drinking the bottle of Royal Salute alone, clicked his tongue.

“You really didn’t know you were imprinted?”

“...Did I really imprint with an alpha?”

“That’s what I’ve been saying all along.”

The shock of realizing the harsh reality hit me hard.

Imprinting? No way. That was impossible. Absolutely impossible.