desire reconciliation

Uriah was also a little panicked. You must know that there are almost all Alphas and Betas in the military department, and now an Omega is in heat in his office.

It's not that he's afraid of being rumored about himself, or even eager for something to be heard, but he thinks Omega's reputation is more important.

Of course, it would be great if we could take this opportunity to mark them temporarily, Uriah had a small plan in mind.

But when he looked at Lancelot, who was a little weak due to estrus, he hesitated again.After contacting it in less than two days, he felt that this Omega's self-esteem was very strong, so strong that some Alphas couldn't match it, such as the fighting competition just now.

Uriah began to regret his random release of pheromones, probably because his pheromones prompted him to go into heat.

This happened because of him. If Lancelot's pheromone caused riots in the entire army, Uriah even began to think about whether he could fight this problem against the last group of army elite Alphas.

The distance from the military hospital is not too close. He took Lancelot to the military hospital under cover, and it seemed that this was the only way to go.

Uriah was thinking about what to do when his clothes were suddenly pulled, and then he felt the heat on his neck. He was startled and looked down at the Omega in his arms.

Lancelot buried his head on Uriah's neck, ripped Uriah's military uniform with both hands, and sprayed his hot breath on the ends of his hair.Then what Lancelot said made him not quite believe his ears.

"Temp.....mark me..."

Uriah boasted of his superb ability to know people, but the slaps came so quickly.

He stood there a little stiffly, and Lancelot's hands seemed to be uncontrollably wrapped around Uriah's neck.

Uriah hugged him up and carried him to the solid wooden table a few steps away. Lean to the table.

The solid wood desk in the office felt cold to the touch, and the person in his arms trembled slightly, and then he pawed him harder with both hands.

Uriah held Lancelot's waist with one hand, for fear that he would lose his strength and fall, "Do you really want me to make a temporary mark?" Uriah closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suppressing the yelling in his heart.

The voice reconfirmed in a very gentlemanly manner.

"Yes." Lancelot whispered in his ear.

He raised his hand to undo the two buttons of Lancelot's military uniform, then sniffed at the neck, stroked the soft skin, and found the location of the gland, and glanced at Lance from the corner of his eye. Lott covered his teeth.

The already swollen glands could be broken with a blow, the piercing of the teeth was accompanied by the slight trembling of the Omega, and the pheromone of the top Alpha was injected into the glands.

The huge marshal's office has a clean and tidy layout, and the shining imperial national emblem hangs on the wall, but there is a blushing smell in the air.

The dream lover of Omega in the entire empire, the cold and ascetic Marshal, just did something blush with the adjutant he was interviewing on a solemn and solemn occasion.

The marking lasted for half an hour. After the marking was completed, Lancelot fell into Uriah's arms and passed out.

Alpha's physical strength has always been better than Omega's. Lancelot didn't sleep well last night, and with the sudden estrus just now, even his iron body couldn't bear such a toss.

Uriah carried Lancelot to the sofa beside him and put his coat on him.

Before he could sleep soundly, Lancelot, who was lying on the sofa, sat up suddenly, his eyes were blurred and unfocused.

Uriah was taken aback, thinking it was because of his lack of skills, the temporary marking was not in place, and he wanted to push the person back and take another bite.

But this person's appearance now is completely different from just now, as if he has changed into a different person.

"Lancelot?" Uriah called out tentatively.

Lancelot was slightly taken aback when he heard someone calling his name, but his eyes were still not clear.He jumped off the sofa, walked slowly towards Uriah, and then sat directly on Uriah's lap without a trace of shame.

"What are you... wanting to do?" Uriah was really frightened by his actions. Apart from being nervous, he felt a little excited.

Lancelot still didn't speak, he raised his hand and continued to touch Uriah's upper body.

Uriah really didn't expect this person to be so proactive that he didn't stop the hand in front of him when it reached out to him.When he thought he would be embraced by Lancelot, the man's hand was on his chest.

Lancelot's next actions made Uriah even more confused.

Because the hands on Uriah's pectoral muscles began to clenched.

Uriah raised his eyebrows in embarrassment: "Are you... attacking my chest... muscles?"

Even if Uriah said so, Lancelot still didn't react, his eyes were fixed on Uriah's chest, and he squeezed again when he heard Uriah's words.

"Lancelot, do you know who I am?" Uriah's voice was a little serious.

"Are you..." Lancelot looked up at him, dizzy as if drunk, he narrowed his eyes, "Uriah?"

"Not even the title of 'Marshal'?" Uriah was amused by his appearance.

He can conclude that Lancelot's current state is absolutely abnormal.

"Enough." Uriah grabbed the dishonest hand on his chest, wrapped him in clothes, and pushed him back to the sofa next to him.

The dizzy Lancelot seemed to be frightened by the suddenly serious marshal in front of him, and Uriah seemed to see tears rolling in his eyes.

"No... I didn't mean to kill you..." Uriah was at a loss.

Who would have thought that Omega, who was still tearful last second, stood up and pressed the strong Alpha who was half a head taller on the sofa with his backhand, so fast that Uriah didn't even have time to react.

Immediately afterwards, Uriah heard the sound of clothes being torn.

"Ah...no, what do you want to do?" Uriah's mind was blank, and he turned his head to look at the man who was acting wild on him at the moment.

In fact, as long as Uriah wanted to, he could easily turn over from the suppressed situation.

At first, Uriah thought flatteringly that this Omega is a good one, and the clothes will be broken if they are broken, but in the next second he realized that he was really wrong and outrageous.

Because the torn clothes were not his own, but Lancelot's behind him.

Lancelot tore off a long strip of cloth from his lower garment, using it as a rope, and tied Uriah's hands behind his back.

Then Uriah was turned around again.

Before Uriah could speak, the man's hands touched his chest again.

Uriah:? ?

"Are you pretending to be confused and trying to take advantage of me?" He asked tentatively with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lancelot didn't respond.

Uriah look at him

It doesn't seem like a fake, and this person seems to be very interested in his chest muscles.With a little force behind his back, he broke free from the temporary rope, adjusted his sitting posture with the people on him, opened the terminal, and distracted himself from the people in his arms.

He didn't contact Justu directly, but only sent a message: "The new adjutant has chosen Lancelot, and the interviews will be dismissed immediately."

Justu on the other end was a little surprised, but he didn't ask any further questions, and replied, "Of order."

Not long after, the person in his arms gradually subsided, and fell asleep with his head resting on Uriah's shoulder.

He settled the person down, reopened the information file belonging to Lancelot, and gently stroked the ID photo in the upper right corner of the file with his fingertips.

Name: Lancelot

Military rank: Colonel

Gender: Male Beta

Age: 24

Pheromones:-

Department: Investigation Team

Mental Power: S

Written test result: S

Strategic Command: S

Mech Operation:-

Melee Combat: S

Personal identity brief introduction: From a remote galaxy, entered the military at the age of 21, with super high force value, ranked second among freshmen.Then enter the strategy group.Still showing amazing strength, although it is a Beta, it is far superior to most Alphas in the military in terms of intelligence and force.

The next few pages are the records of missions that Lancelot had released. Most of the records are relatively routine, but there is only one mission that caught Uriah's attention.

It was once when she performed a stealth mission, disguised as a noble woman, and the mission score was still a rare S grade.

After reading this personal information, Uriah began to doubt the ability of his group of people to handle affairs.

This basic information, just what he himself knew was already two mistakes.

It must be true that Lancelot is an Omega.

Another doubtful thing is that the mental power is S.

Uriah suddenly thought of this sudden estrus.

According to common sense, Omegas with mental strength above grade A will generally not be in estrus disorder under the interference of pheromones.

But Lancelot, an omega with double S mental power, was easily aroused by him.

Gender is not mentioned for the time being, but due to the needs of mecha operation, it is extremely difficult to cheat in the military mental strength test, so there is a possibility-Lancelot just graduated from S-level

Mental power broke through to double S level.

That way it all makes sense.

The military's mental strength test is held once a year, and it's just in the middle of the two tests, so the data in the table has not been updated in time.

Omega will only be so easily affected when the mental power breaks through the level.

Uriah looked at Lancelot, who was sleeping next to him, feeling a little tight in his chest. He remembered that when he broke through to the double-S level of mental power, he felt uncomfortable for several days, and he couldn't drink any nutrients. war.

Even an Alpha found it difficult, not to mention that Lancelot was still an Omega, and he didn't know why he was abducted to the auction house by Vincent's grandson, and even drugged.

Thinking of this, Uriah couldn't help clenching his fists, but even if he felt distressed, the many mysteries surrounding Lancelot couldn't be ignored.

He had heard for a long time that there was a young man with excellent qualifications in the investigation team, but he had never seen it before, so he naturally didn't know Lancelot.

But Lancelot is different. Back then when Marshal Uriah fought against the interstellar Zerg, and after he became famous in the first battle, countless people from the empire joined the military headquarters one after another, just for the marshal he admired the most in his heart.

As a public figure, Uriah often speaks publicly throughout the universe, there is no reason why Lancelot hasn't seen Uriah.

Since I knew that the person yesterday was the marshal, why did I still come to the marshal's adjutant interview today.

With doubts in his heart, Uriah stared at Lancelot who was sleeping beside him.

......

It was several hours later when Lancelot opened his eyes again, and what he saw when he opened his eyes was the Marshal who was sitting next to him, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and reading documents.

He couldn't help being a little startled.

Seeing that he was awake, Uriah put down the document in his hand and looked at him.

Lancelot clutched the gland that had been bitten before, there was still some slight tingling, and he sat up from the sofa with some difficulty.

He looked out the window and realized that it was dark outside: "Sorry, my question delayed the interview."

"It's okay, how are you doing?"

Lancelot smelled the faint smell of pheromone that had not dissipated in the air, and the roots of his ears felt a little hot.

"I am fine."

Uriah was still a little embarrassed when he remembered what happened just now: "Do you.....do you remember what you did to me before you fell asleep?"

"For you?" Lancelot looked at him blankly, as if recalling

.

Uriah looked at his expression, and understood in his heart that this person was marked as if he had been drinking and drinking fragments, and he forgot everything.

"It's okay." Uriah said, he shifted his gaze away with some guilt.

No one mentioned the temporary mark, but the bite mark on the back of Lancelot's neck was still clearly there.

Seeing Lancelot's embarrassment, Uriah suddenly felt a little awkward.

"I do not......"

"I think......"

During the silence, no one spoke, but the openings collided again.

"You speak first."

"You speak first."

The two spoke in unison again.

"You should talk about it first." Uriah smiled awkwardly, not knowing where to put his eyes, and glanced at the person on the sofa not far away.

Lancelot pursed his lips, lowered his head and raised his head, a little embarrassed: "I don't like to owe favors to others, so I can promise you one thing."

"Anything is fine?" Uriah raised an eyebrow.

"I try my best."

Uriah narrowed his eyes slightly: "Can I mark you completely if I want?"