Chapter 6 — The Jealous Alpha
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The atmosphere in the grand banquet hall was suffocating.
Crystal chandeliers shimmered above, casting golden light over the elite crowd of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas. Laughter filled the air, but beneath it lingered tension — the kind that came when power gathered in one place.
And at the center of it all… stood Rose Lu.
Elegant. Untouchable. Cold.
Dressed in a tailored black suit that hugged her tall frame perfectly, she held a glass of wine with effortless grace. Every movement she made commanded attention, every glance she gave carried silent authority.
But tonight, something was different.
Her eyes weren’t on the business partners surrounding her.
They were fixed on someone else.
Ivy.
Standing near the far corner of the hall, Ivy looked completely out of place. Her simple white dress contrasted sharply with the luxury around her, yet somehow, she still drew attention. Not because of status — but because of her quiet beauty.
Her hands were clenched nervously, her eyes scanning the room as if searching for escape.
And Rose noticed everything.
“Miss Lu,” one of the investors called, trying to draw her back into conversation. “About the merger proposal—”
“Later,” Rose interrupted coldly, her gaze never leaving Ivy.
Without another word, she set her glass down and walked across the hall. The crowd instinctively parted for her, whispers trailing in her wake.
Ivy looked up just as Rose stopped in front of her.
“You look like you’re about to run,” Rose said quietly.
Ivy gave a small, nervous smile. “I don’t belong here.”
Rose’s expression softened — just slightly. “You’re with me. That’s enough.”
Before Ivy could respond, a sharp, amused voice cut through the moment.
“Well… isn’t this interesting?”
Both of them turned.
A tall Alpha woman approached, her heels clicking against the marble floor with confidence. She was stunning — long dark hair, piercing eyes, and a smile that didn’t reach them.
The room seemed to grow colder.
“Zhao Lian,” Rose said, her voice instantly hard.
The woman smirked. “It’s been a while, Rose.” Her gaze shifted to Ivy, slowly, deliberately. “And who is this?”
Ivy instinctively stepped back, but Rose moved closer, subtly shielding her.
“That’s none of your concern,” Rose replied.
Zhao Lian laughed softly. “Still as cold as ever.” She circled them slightly, her eyes never leaving Ivy. “But I must say… your taste has changed.”
Ivy’s chest tightened under the scrutiny.
“She’s not like us,” Zhao Lian continued, her tone dripping with judgment. “An Omega in a place like this… it’s almost embarrassing.”
Rose’s jaw clenched. “Watch your words.”
“Oh?” Zhao Lian raised an eyebrow. “Since when do you defend Omegas?”
Silence fell between them, heavy and dangerous.
Then, suddenly—
Rose reached out and pulled Ivy closer.
The movement was sharp, possessive, and unmistakable.
Ivy gasped softly, her heart racing as she felt Rose’s hand tighten around her wrist.
“She’s with me,” Rose said, her voice low but deadly. “That’s all you need to know.”
The entire hall seemed to freeze.
Whispers erupted instantly.
Zhao Lian’s smile faded, replaced by something darker.
“So it’s true…” she murmured. “You’ve really fallen this low.”
Ivy felt the sting of those words, but before she could pull away—
Rose leaned closer to her.
“Stay still,” she whispered.
And then—
Something changed.
A sudden warmth spread between them.
Ivy’s breath hitched as a strange, unfamiliar sensation bloomed deep in her chest, traveling through her body like fire and light at the same time.
Rose froze.
Her eyes widened — just slightly, but enough to show something was wrong.
“No…” she whispered under her breath.
Ivy looked up at her, confused and trembling. “Rose… what is this?”
Rose didn’t answer immediately.
Because she already knew.
That feeling… that pull…
It was something that should have been impossible.
Her grip tightened instinctively.
“That’s… a bond…”
The word barely left her lips.
And across from them, Zhao Lian’s expression darkened completely.
“So this is the Omega you chose over your own kind?” she said coldly.
Her eyes locked onto Ivy — filled with jealousy, anger… and something dangerous.
“Then I guess I’ll just have to remind you, Rose…”
She took a slow step forward.
“What belongs to you… can still be taken away.”
Ivy’s heart dropped.
Rose’s aura turned terrifyingly cold.
And for the first time—
The night no longer felt like a party.
It felt like the beginning of a war.
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