Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples - Chapter 112.2
Maybe, because he had reverted to a younger body, his instincts were trying to keep him from straying too far, driven by fear that he might no longer be able to protect his omega.
As Ryan was thinking that and tried to climb back into bed—
“Ugh… ughhh…”
Cielo groaned, clutching his lower abdomen.
“Cielo?”
Now that he thought about it, he’d been touching his stomach earlier that morning too.
‘Could something be wrong with his body?’
While Ryan anxiously checked Cielo’s complexion, Oscar, woken by the groaning, sat up and immediately placed his hand on Cielo’s stomach to use his healing ability.
A white light flashed and then faded. Oscar looked between his hand and Cielo’s face.
“What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Lord Doberman… this…”
The moment he activated his power, Oscar felt his energy being absorbed into Cielo’s body. That meant his body wasn’t in a good state—but more than that…
“There’s… something else inside Master’s body…”
“…What?”
“Hold on. Master’s last heat cycle… wasn’t it five weeks ago?”
Ryan’s face turned pale at Oscar’s words.
In the past, when Cielo was unwell, his heat cycle had been irregular. But once he recovered, the cycle had returned to normal, and recently, he’d been experiencing heats regularly once a month.
Which meant he was overdue for one.
“Hold on.”
Feeling an ominous hunch, Ryan released his pheromones. Oscar followed suit, releasing his own and directing them toward Cielo.
“Mm…”
Cielo let out a faint sound, stirred slightly, then fell back into peaceful sleep. As if completely unaffected by the two alphas’ pheromones.
“Ci-Ci-Cielo, wake up for a moment. Cielo.”
“Uuugh… I’m sleepy…”
“Master, just for a moment. Please, can you wake up just for a bit?”
Moved by the desperate voices, Cielo slowly opened his eyes.
Blink. Blink.
Still dazed, Cielo blinked slowly. Oscar asked first:
“Can you smell my pheromones?”
“…Hmm?”
“What about mine? Can you smell it? The scent?”
Cielo glanced back and forth between Ryan and Oscar, eyes full of confusion. He almost wanted to ask why they were waking someone who was sound asleep in the middle of the night, but knowing that these two wouldn’t act this way for nothing, he slowly shook his head.
“I can’t smell anything.”
“…What?”
“Now that you mention it… yawn… I think I haven’t been able to smell either of your pheromones lately. But why? Is something wrong?”
As Cielo rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up, Ryan jumped and gently laid him back down.
“Don’t go to the clinic starting tomorrow.”
“…What?”
“Lord Doberman, from today on, please sleep in a different bed. If you roll over and press down on Master’s lower abdomen in your sleep, it’ll be a disaster.”
‘…What the hell are they talking about?’
Just as Cielo was trying to make sense of the situation, he felt the alpha pheromones in the air being absorbed into his body, as if being sucked in.
Startled, his body gave a slight shiver, and his lower belly warmed with a heavy sensation.
“…Huh?”
It was a distinctly different feeling from the stinging pain he’d felt earlier that morning. It felt like something was firmly nestled in his belly.
“No way…”
He remembered hearing about it before.
When an omega becomes pregnant, they temporarily lose the ability to perceive their alpha’s pheromones.
Their mate’s pheromones would instead nourish the child, and they wouldn’t experience another heat cycle until after giving birth.
And—if separated from their mate, they could experience intense anxiety.
“I-I… I think I’m… I think I’m pregnant…”
Cielo whispered, eyes beginning to turn red.
“You’ve done so well. Really, you’ve worked so hard… Thank you, Master. Truly…”
Oscar pulled Cielo into a tight embrace and whispered endless words of love. Ryan, on the other hand, dropped to his knees and raised both hands quietly.
“I’m sorry… Yesterday, I didn’t even realize a new family had come to us, and I…”
“…Wait a second.”
“……”
“Did you two… do it yesterday?”
At Oscar’s question, Ryan clammed up.
“That’s why his stomach was hurting! Can you imagine how much pain our baby must’ve been in? Do you even think sometimes, or not at all?!”
Oscar hit Ryan with a pillow while Cielo burst into laughter, one hand gently cradling his stomach.
A new family had arrived, quietly, without anyone knowing.
“I’m sorry we noticed so late, little one.”
Now they knew.
This joy too was the beginning of a greater happiness soon to come.
<Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples – Epilogue> END
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