Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17 Can I Just Keep Being a Beta?

Before Quentin could finish, Orion watched Julian smoothly burrow back under the covers like a little caterpillar and pull the blanket over his head.

From the look of it, he had no intention of breathing anymore.

“What’s wrong?”

Orion immediately pulled the blanket back.

Julian’s voice came out weak and dead inside.

“Nothing. My last shred of hope finally died.”

“You don’t want to be an Omega?”

Quentin looked at his General, then at Julian, whose face basically said he had lost the will to live.

He still remembered the moment they rushed down from the starship and found the General.

Orion had been holding this little Omega in his arms, while the boy had practically buried his face into the crook of Orion’s neck.

“If I don’t want to be one, can I just… not?”

Julian looked at Quentin, and hope sparked again in his amber eyes.

“Unless you have your gland removed…”

When Quentin saw Julian’s eyes brighten even more, as if he was seriously considering it, he quickly forced a professional smile.

“But that violates Imperial law. More importantly, it would cause irreversible physical damage. According to several centuries of Imperial medical data, Omegas with damaged glands generally don’t live past thirty.”

The light in Julian’s eyes dimmed.

Unfortunately, Quentin was not finished.

“Of course, most die on the spot.”

Julian pulled the blanket over his face again.

At this point, he might as well die.

Damn that heavenly tribulation.

He had thought being struck into the body of a Beta was already unlucky enough.

Now here he was, stranded on a barren planet, suddenly turned into an Omega who could carry children and happened to be an insectoid buffet.

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Chapter 37 Can I Just Keep Being a Beta?

“Can I keep living as a Beta? As in, not disclose the Omega thing?”

He was already here.

Julian was not actually going to die.

But as an independent cultivator, he knew very well that openly becoming a rare Omega would only bring him a mountain of trouble he could not handle yet.

Then Quentin said, “No. That also violates Imperial law.”

Julian: “…”

Can you please tell me what isn’t illegal?

Seeing Julian’s expression go completely blank, Quentin coughed strategically and changed the subject.

“We can set the disclosure issue aside for now. As your attending physician, I have to tell you another piece of bad news. Your presentation is incomplete.”

Julian: “…”

He was numb.

Truly numb.

“You did not suddenly become an Omega. You were born as one, but for some unknown reason, your presentation was suppressed, delaying the process until now. The side effect of that delay is that your gland has already matured, but your reproductive cavity is underdeveloped. Because the two systems are developing out of sync, your pheromone levels will become extremely unstable.”

Julian was tired.

“I don’t understand. Say it like a normal person.”

Dr. Quentin Zane expressed deep sympathy for his patient’s suffering and explained with great professionalism.

“My current diagnosis is pheromone dysregulation syndrome. Before your reproductive cavity fully develops, you will go through a long pheromone dysregulation phase, accompanied by pseudo-heats that may occur at any time.”

Julian: “…”

How is that different from randomly losing control in public?,

But he remembered that Alphas and Omegas in this world had something called inhibitors.

Unfortunately, Quentin immediately added, “The worse news is that your pheromone dysregulation syndrome stems from delayed reproductive cavity development, so Omega inhibitors cannot treat it.”

In Quentin’s explanation, if inhibitors suppressed Julian’s pheromone secretion, his reproductive cavity might not receive enough pheromone support and could suffer tissue death, which would then cause his gland to fail as well.

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Chapter 17 Can 1 Just Keep Being a Beta?

And gland failure meant Omega failure.

But if he did not use inhibitors and had to stumble into pseudo-heat at random every day, he might as well go die directly.

“Great. Fantastic. So I’m basically doomed either way?”

Julian was truly out of options.

Thankfully, Quentin finally started speaking like a human being.

“Not necessarily. As long as you can find a highly compatible Alpha to cooperate with your treatment, I am confident I can fully cure you within two years.”

Julian sat up like a corpse jolting awake, and light returned to his amber catlike eyes.

“You should’ve said that earlier. So he just has to bite me once, like he did before?”

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