I Became an Omega Trapped on a Deserted Island with the Obsessed Male Lead

<Episode 14>

“Your Grace.”

“…”

“Your Grace Elkais.”

“Very well.”

He stood with his large hand covering his face. Judging by his bright red ears, it seemed like he wasn’t just holding his hand there for no reason.

“I’m sorry.”

“Did you come because you were worried?”

“Yeah.”

He thought he needed to finish washing quickly since he seemed so concerned. It felt like quite some time had passed if he was this worried.

“Has Abellard washed up?”

“Yeah.”

But why does he look fine? I thought they would have gone to the beach cave or something.

Surprisingly, it was strange that he came to find me, so I put down the gun I was holding and went back into the lake, rubbing my shoulders and arms briskly.

“Just wait a moment.”

“Okay…”

I rinsed and wrung out my hair as if I were doing laundry. Then I wiped my body roughly with the handkerchief I usually carried around, which was hanging on the back of my neck.

Then I put on my shirt again.

“Your Grace.”

“…”

“It seems like the scent you’re talking about is coming from this palm leaf.”

“I see.”

“Yes.”

He was still facing away, but he seemed like the one fearing the situation instead, which felt strange.

“What about my brother?”

“He’s tied up well.”

“I see.”

After dressing up, she didn’t want to wear the coat given to her. She thought she might sweat if she wore it because the weather was warm.

She didn’t want to start sweating again after finally getting cleaned up.

“If you came, help me with this.”

Only then did he turn this way.

Upon getting closer, I realized his eyes and eyelashes were red, as if he was holding back embarrassment.

“How did you catch them alive?”

“With skill.”

The fish seemed to have been stunned and then woke up on the palm leaves.

He looked at them as if he found them fascinating, but with dark circles under his eyes, he seemed more in pain than joyful.

“Here, smell this.”

I handed him the palm leaf covering the fish. He cautiously accepted it, smelled it, then his expression changed subtly.

“It seems right and wrong at the same time.”

“What do you mean?”

“I wouldn’t have been attracted by just this much pheromone. But it’s not like it’s not there at all.”

“I see.”

He listened to me and hit the fish. The ones he hit immediately succumbed to the journey beyond.

“What are you doing?”

“It’s tiring to carry them alive.”

“The knife… oh, it’s with me.”

I handed him the knife I had in my left hand. Upon receiving it, he picked up all the fish he had sent on their final journey and raised his head.

“I didn’t actually come to find Lady Eveline.”

When he said that after a bit of walking, I glanced at him.

“Really?”

“Abellard’s pheromones were detectable from outside, so I came.”

“You must have been disappointed. The scent from the palm leaves.”

“I’m not sure. Disappointment or relief.”

His voice sounded affectionate, making me feel a sense of camaraderie.

Well, he’s a general, so maybe he’s showing quite a soldierly attitude even in this crisis.

Comradeship, camaraderie, that sort of thing.

Again, as we walked in silence, he sighed, prompting me to ask without realizing it.

“Where did Brother Abellard go? He said he even proposed.”

“Lady Eveline seems to be someone who doesn’t really listen to people.”

“Yeah, well. That happens sometimes.”

Among my habits was a tendency to listen superficially and interpret things my own way.

The day I went to catch the criminal we had been pursuing for a long time, I died. Even before that, I often faced criminals.

Most criminals don’t admit their guilt. They all had their own stories, and there were often unavoidable motives behind their crimes.

But I was a police officer, and the reason I became a police officer was because I wanted to be a staff of the people who help the weak.

The people I had to protect were not the criminals but the victims of crime. So, I was trained to listen to the self-defensive words of criminals with one ear, take what was useful, and discard what wasn’t.

Just because I’m hungry doesn’t mean I can steal from others.

Just because I’m unhappy doesn’t mean others have to be unhappy too.

I believe that what’s mine is precious, and so is what belongs to others.

“Eveline seems to be unsure how to respond to Beta’s and Alpha’s pheromones.”

“That’s right.”

Beta can’t emit any pheromones, but they can sense the pheromones of Alpha and Omega.

However, it’s much weaker compared to the impulses Alpha feels toward Omega and Omega feels toward Alpha.

“Abellard’s pheromones didn’t suddenly regulate at that time.”

“…”

“That was the first time I saw Omega too.”

Ah, could it be?

“When I came to my senses, I was proposing.”

“Love at first sight, is it?”

“How can you call it falling in love when it’s submission to pheromones?”

It seems that incident was something Lady Eveline had orchestrated. It’s quite obvious when you think about it.

Omegas often wear chokers around their necks.

Alphas and Omegas show their love for each other by wearing chokers and sharing love bites on the neck. Therefore, Omegas, who become the targets of bites, always wore chokers to protect their necks.

Of course, Omegas with mates and bondmarks don’t wear them, but my brother Abellard always wore a choker.

Because he was a low-ranking Alpha and it was awkward.

At that time, he probably didn’t have a choker. Because Lady Eveline Villain wanted him, an eager-ranked Alpha, to be expelled from the position of the Duke and chased away.

As I felt before, the more I thought about it, the more I thought she might not be just bad, but rather incredibly creative and ingenious. Lady Eveline.

“Alphas and Omegas love each other like that.”

“Is that what love is?”

It seemed like he made a mistake while speaking carelessly. Elkais’s pale face twisted unpleasantly.

“…”

He stopped for a moment and turned his head to look me in the eyes. He seemed to make a shameful expression again, but then he turned his gaze forward and started walking again.

I knew why he reacted like this because I had seen the original work.

In this book, your class is determined from birth.

Alpha, Beta, Omega.

And even within those grades.

Just by looking at how high-ranking Alphas play with mid-tier or low-tier Omegas, the answer is easily found.

The reason low-tier Omegas wrap their necks is to climb the social ladder.

Alphas lose a lot of self-control during their relationship. If the choker comes off at that time, Alphas often bite and mark lower-ranking Omegas they have relationships with without judgment.

Of course, that’s a lucky story, but most lower-ranking Omegas who approached Alphas using that were treated like toys by them.

In contrast, high-ranking Omegas were busy avoiding lower-ranking Alphas.

Elkais hated Alphas for that reason.

Fulfilling desires with Omegas without taking suppressants.

The upper-class Alphas to which he belonged thought it was their right and natural duty.

Disgusting as it may be, it was like the law of this world.

“Do you think I’m a freak too?”

He was one of only two royal Alphas in the Empire. Yet he hated such rights of Alphas, which caused frequent friction with my father, and the imperial family found him uncomfortable.

“No.”

He just enjoyed finding a suitable Omega, and he stayed away from Omegas who approached him.

He detested the lurid acts that Alphas around him called love. So, he must have found my beast-like behavior disgusting when the rut cycle started.

If it was the first time for you to hold my hand there, you’ve said it all.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

He didn’t avoid my gaze as he replied, as if seeking confirmation.

Seems like I shouldn’t have read the original work. It seems I’m unnecessarily sympathetic.

“Abellard…”

“…”

“I just wanted to protect him because he seemed similar to me. It wasn’t love.”

He said so and then sighed again.

“I see.”

This time, I took the lead. And then he followed slowly.

His complexion seemed even paler than before, and I started to worry a bit.

The journey was longer than I had thought.

Seeing him walk this street alone, it was clear that his pheromone detection ability was as strong as an anaconda’s.

We arrived at the cabin and opened the door.

“Goodness.”

Abellard was tightly bound like a cocoon.

“Uh, uhuh!”

“No, how did you tie him up like this?”

“It would be troublesome if he escaped.”

It seemed like they had used up all the remaining cloth to tie him up. Moreover, among the fabric, there were also men’s wedding attire, perhaps the one Abellard had discarded yesterday.

“Uhuh!”

I couldn’t help but laugh, so I untied the cloth covering his mouth.

“Haha! Eve! That lunatic tied me up like this!”

“Yes. Please stay still.”

“Eve… I’m in so much pain.”

“Yes. Please stay still.”

“Eve. I’m so hungry.”

“Yes. Please stay still.”

I found it annoying to keep responding, so I untied all the knots except for his arms.

And at that moment…

Thud!

“Your Grace?”

Elkais collapsed.

“Ah, he finally collapsed. He’ll die soon. The filthy blood must have circulated throughout his body by now.”

Abellard looked at Elkais with a sigh. The fish and palm leaves he had been holding scattered on the ground.

Surprised, Abellard touched Elkais’s body. Upon unwrapping the bandages to examine, the wounds were festering, and the surrounding areas were turning black. Plus, the tremendous fever.

How could he have been walking around in this condition?

“Brother.”

“Yeah.”

“Let’s treat him.”

“I don’t want to.”

It would be a terrible thing if Elkais died on this island, leaving only Abellard and me.

So, there was no choice.

“Please treat him nicely.”

“I don’t want to.”

She took out the gun from the garter belt. Then, he removed the silencer.

And then…

Bang!

The bullet grazed Abellard’s ear.

“This is the last warning. Treat him.”

T/N: So sorry for late upload. Im not feeling well and am currently admitted in hospital. Idk how long so im not sure about the next release.

Please don’t think I died 😅