Becoming Campus Queen

Chapter V

Aware of the federal government's obsession with Omegas, revealing her potential transition could lead to a forced suspension from school until the process completed.

And after that?

Marriage through genetic matching to an unknown Alpha. An Omega friend, Alpha husband, and children in her life, but a loss of her own identity.

Carefully, Emma touched the back of Thomas' hand. Seeing no discernible reaction, she strained to pull away from his grip.

Again hit by the sweet pheromones, Thomas grimaced in disgust, releasing her and stepping back, causing Emma to collapse onto the carpet.

Shielding her eyes from the harsh light, Emma tasted bitterness in her mouth.

"It's good to dream."

"Hahaha, even if she transitions into an Omega successfully, I wouldn't give her a second glance."

"I wouldn't want this conniving Beta as my partner."

"Betas are like apes that never evolved, or even regressed. How can one possess two reproductive systems? Hahaha!"

Emma had heard these words countless times since her pheromones began secreting.

She had no intention of seducing or being anyone's lover. She only wished for a peaceful life as a Beta, perhaps with a few close friends...

It was all because of these accursed pheromones.

Resentment simmered within Emma. The unavoidable disaster she faced was a result of this secondary differentiation.

"But it's not her fault. The federal government favors Omegas, and this Beta must wish to become one."

"At times, I wish to be an Omega."

Laughter filled the room.

Ignoring the taunts, Emma remained motionless.

Gradually, she composed herself, rising from the carpet. Red marks imprinted by Thomas adorned her face and arms, presenting a beaten appearance.

Thomas, the culprit, felt displeased. Accustomed to a carefree life, he hadn't imagined a Beta to yield such pitiful results from his slight efforts.

However, due to the pheromones emitted by Emma, which embarrassed him, he refrained from any soft words.

This uneasy atmosphere persisted until Emma's brother, Gary, returned. His smile revealed a set of immaculate, white teeth.

"You guys arrived early. Did the meeting commence? Did I miss anything?"

"Huh? Whose pheromones leaked? Can't you control it? There aren't any fragile Omegas from the academy here."

Observing Emma sitting still on the floor, Gary's disapproving frown deepened. Disgust lingered in his green eyes, disregarding the s****l pheromones.

"Why are you here?" Spotting the red marks on Emma's face, he exclaimed in disbelief, "Planning to play the victim and complain to our parents again? Emma, you're truly something."

This had happened before, and Gary felt utterly embarrassed recalling it.

A year ago, at a family event attended by numerous esteemed Alphas, his sister had barged in, wearing shabby clothes and revealing her plight in front of noble guests. It had been a loss of face!

He remembered Thomas being present at the time.

Seeing such a shameful sight once more would only lead to ridicule from Thomas.

Despite his aversion to Emma, she was still his sister. Her embarrassment reflected poorly on him.

"Go back to your room and stay out of the way."

Finally, Gary intervened, albeit unaware of the situation. He was convinced it was Emma's fault.

Emma obediently rose, displaying her bruised fingers before Arthur.

"Please... return my belongings..."

After her plea, Emma seemed drained of all energy, standing lifelessly like a statue, her pallor alarming.

"Ah, right, I apologize for forgetting to return them."

Arthur appeared irritated, curling his lips slightly, maintaining a calm but distant demeanor as he tossed the papers and book back to Emma.

Silence engulfed the room once more.

The unstapled papers cascaded to the ground, akin to Emma's shattered pride.

Thomas felt an inexplicable pang. Frowning, he averted his gaze from the scene that unsettled him.

The Beta had caused this disconcerting effect on him due to some damn pheromones, resulting in this... awkwardness.

Emma didn't hesitate, stretching her reddened fingers to retrieve the scattered items. Gathering them, she ascended the stairs to her room with stiff movements.

As the door closed behind her, Emma breathed deeply, throwing the documents to the ground. Collapsing, she wallowed in her sullenness.

It wasn't that she lacked the courage to resist Alphas, but rather, she couldn't endure the repercussions.

When she first entered this world, having just graduated from St. Christopher's College, she intervened to help a bullied Beta. As a female Alpha, she wasn't supposed to feel helpless, but that girl lacked the strength to resist, leading Emma to mistake her for a Beta.

She remembered vividly, the two tied to a tree for a day and night. Passersby, regardless of their classification, looked on, Alphas displaying their malicious intent.

To this day, she couldn't recall their faces, only their expressions...

Alphas who hadn't acclimatized to society lacked the refinement of those who had learned to be decent. Their malice was overt.

Throughout the summer, she couldn't escape their torment, facing difficulties in her part-time work, enduring verbal a***e, and even having tea poured on her repeatedly.

The farce persisted until she stumbled upon a house hosting a party.

Later, she learned the girl was hospitalized in shock after being beaten.

Emma hadn't seen her since.

She thought that phase was over, but it resurfaced when her pheromones began to secrete.

Emma hung her head, engulfed in her misery.

"Alphas are utterly cursed..."