Saving the overbearing CEO

Chapter 130: Second World: I Will Be His Alpha

The sound of a porcelain cup shattering to pieces accompanied by angry roars from an infuriated man throwing a tantrum in the main hall of the grand palace. This black sheep of the family had finally done the impossible. This time, Zhao Xieshu had managed to shock him to death. His son had an infinite list of sins he had committed damaging the Royal family's reputation but this topped all of them combined.

He desperately wanted to be rid of this child but who in this entire universe would be willing to take him in. Killing him wasn't an option either otherwise he would lose the entire Gu family property. He had to figure out something before that brat ruined him completely.

In a dark corner,  the cloaked man was busy watching the emperor throw a hissy fit like a toddler. He hadn't taken it upon himself to divulge the details of the events that occurred earlier. When he fought with White Eagle he had assumed that it was Prince Lazhie operating the mecha. He even extended an invitation to be his Master only to find out that person wasn't Zhao Lazhie but his omega half brother Zhao Xieshu the infamous party freak prince.

This incident meant that Zhao Xieshu was not as simple as he looked. The cloaked man withheld this interesting piece of information for now until he could figure out what to do about it. He intended to have a serious discussion with that omega once he woke up.

As luck would have it, a messenger actually barged into the room announcing that the prince had just woken up from his coma. The emperor had issued clear instructions that he was to be immediately informed as soon as Zhao Xieshu woke up thus the messenger's rude intrusion.

"Bring him in," said the emperor slouching in his throne while pinching in between his brows. Ever since Zhao Xieshu fell into a coma he suddenly gained a new guard dog and that guard dog was a thorn in his eye. This prevented him from venting his anger at an unconscious Zhao Xieshu. He planned to beat him up in his coma but the Marshal had somehow taken interest in his son guarding him day and night. This was extremely troublesome.

With that watch dog there he really didn't think he would get to exert vengeance, fortunately today was that day as Qie Ranzhe had an urgent matter at the base and that brat happened to have woken up.

Wen Qinxi who had only just opened his eyes found himself in the presence of the emperor. "Fuck, how can l be so unlucky opening my eyes only to meet him?" he thought as the guard pushed him forward to face the terrifying emperor.

Emperor Qie gazed at him with an ominous grin that resembled a bear just out of hibernation  facing it's prey after months of fasting. With his left leg folded over his right the emperor lazily peered at Wen Qinxi planning the omega's death over and over again in his mind.

Wen Qinxi let out a sigh applauding the emperor for choosing a peaceful resolution but he had spoken too soon. Out of nowhere, Wen Qinxi was slapped hard across the face to the point of seeing stars. Emperor Zhao was extremely heavy handed towards Zhao Xieshu unfeeling to whether he could withstand it or not.

Wen Qinxi lost his balance half-kneeling with blood sipping out of the corner of his mouth. He had had enough of this bastard with every inche of his body itching to teach this emperor a lesson. This feeling only manifested itself through his fierce eyes.

"What? You think if you look at me like that I will be scared? Hahahaha...this child is too much," said the emperor with haughty laughter.

With his palm on his burning cheek, Wen Qinxi staggered with his entire body trembling seething with rage. This type of situation made him want to commit murder suicide just to get rid of the emperor.

Emperor Zhao paced up and down with a brooding countenance. He seemed to be thinking of a way to get rid of Zhao Xieshu for good without killing him. This time, his son had to be dealt with otherwise he would appear weak to the entire universe especially when he had already earned the title of 'an emperor who couldn't even keep his son in check'. Locking him up wouldn't do, knowing Zhao Xieshu's character he would dig his way out with a spoon just to get out. While thinking over a good plan he finally had his answer.

Emperor Zhao ambled towards Zhao Xieshu with a wolfish look that gave Wen Qinxi a bad premonition. Whatever the emperor was going to say, it would anything but good. Wen Qinxi mentally prepared himself for the worst case scenario but no amount of mental preparation could prepare him for what came next.

Emperor Zhao crouched down before him his eyes fixated on his trembling son. "I was too ignorant and failed to see a perfect solution which was right in front of me this entire time," he said harshly slapping Wen Qinxi's cheek, "The omega association contacted me when you came of age but.....because of your status as a prince I refused. How can a database decide which alpha family l should marry you into? If you were married off into a family of peasants, wouldn't I have lost face? Well, I was wrong. I already lost so much face keeping you here. With a database randomly assigning you an alpha I don't have to deal with you anymore."

The omega association matchmaking database was every omega's nightmare. If you don't have an alpha of your liking this association would take it upon themselves to run this fiendish database using your DNA to find an alpha most compatible with the omega. The alpha had a choice to refuse but the omega didn't have such luxury. To make matters worse the omega would be sixteen to seventeen years of age but the alpha could be as old as seventy.

Even though people in this universe lived upto 200 years on average and aged at a snail's pace, the age gap was unreasonable at times. At seventy the alpha would look at least thirty years old which wasn't bad at all but even though their DNA was compatable it didn't mean their characters were as well.

Wen Qinxi was deeply disturbed by this regretting ever coming into this world in the first place. This crazy man was going to matchmake him with some random alpha just to get rid of him and there was no force in this universe that could stop Emperor Zhao from marrying him off not even the Gu family wealth. "No fuckin way," he said not even realizing he had spoken his thought out loud.

"What did you say?" asked the emperor his face flushed with anger with veins bulging out on his neck and forehead. Without waiting for an answer he extended his hand intending to slap him once more but his arm was painfully grasped mid-air.

Exploding in anger he stood up only to find the Marshal glaring at him with a gaze that could freeze the entire universe. But that wasn't the scariest thing about the Marshal. 

What was most terrifying was the amount alpha pheromones emanating from the man. Seeing Zhao Xieshu being treated this way a burst of anger roused within him unknowingly activating his desire to protect this omega. It didn't seem to matter who he was protecting Zhao Xieshu from what mattered was that he had to protect that omega with his life.

Overpowering alpha pheromones filled the main hall rendering the emperor powerless in an instant. Emperor Zhao's first reaction was shook with the urge to scold the Marshal but when he wanted to open his mouth and say something, he found himself unable to speak his voice stuck in his throat.

When his pheromone receptors sensed an overbearing foreign pheromone his legs seemed to melt as they gave way. An excruciating searing heat crawled under his skin making him curl up on the ground with a grimace on his face. This wouldn't kill him but would surely leave a scar on the emperor.

"Marshal stop!" yelled Wen Qinxi when he realised Qie Ranzhe didn't have any intention of stopping until the emperor lost his mind. Though he wanted the man to pay for hitting him, he didn't want the emperor to use this as an excuse to restrict the Marshal's military power and stir up unnecessary trouble. 

Wen Qinxi called out to him a couple more times but it was to no avail. It was only when he held the Marshal's hand that Qie Ranzhe regained his sanity. When his gaze fell on the hand that was holding his, Qie Ranzhe was stupefied with his IQ dropping a few levels awkwardly staring at Zhao Xieshu. He hesitantly tightened his grip on Zhao Xieshu's hand letting go of all his self-restraint enjoying this precious moment, the first time they held hands.

On the other hand, Wen Qinxi wasn't even focused on Qie Ranzhe and didn't even notice the Marshal was giving him googly eyes in a daze. His eyes were fixed on the vile man who dared to slap him. He watched the emperor regain his wits violently coughing looking like a wounded animal.

"Qie Ranzhe you have gone too far! Have you forgotten your identity!" bellowed the emperor as his attends helped him to his feet , "And you!" he said pointing at Zhao Xieshu, "You better meet with the omega association tomorrow and get yourself a fuckin alpha. You have embarrassed my family enough!"

The words 'omega association' and alpha snapped Qie Ranzhe out of his trance mumbling incoherently, "I will do it.....I'll.....I will do it."

The two men looked at him confused, they couldn't understand what he meant by 'I will do it.' Do what exactly? The Marshal didn't seem to make any sense.

Seeing the two men's reaction, he clarified while tightening his hold on Zhao Xieshu's hand. "I will be his alpha. I will marry him."