Levi watched hazily as the towering alpha pulled out of him. 

The room reeked of sweat and s..

"Come clean up the body," the alpha huffed into his phone, earning a sharp glance from Levi, who was apparently being referred to as said 'body.'

Levi quickly shut his eyes when the alpha tossed the phone on the bed and walked naked to the bathroom. Peeping through his lashes, Levi wondered what would happen now.He had woken up in this body during the intense climax, right when the bulky alpha was biting his neck. 

Fuck, that was hot.

But according to his memories, or rather the original host's memories, only a Type B alpha could effortlessly overwhelm an omega during sex. Type B alphas were monstrous beings who were big, powerful, and overwhelmingly dominant. They were quite rare and considered the best of the best, but there was a reason for their rarity. What had happened to the original host during the alpha's rut? The original host had fucking died on this very bed.

If Levi had transmigrated into this body that was now mated to a Type B alpha and was somehow still alive, that could only mean one thing. The alpha would surely believe Levi was his soulmate. And when he goes into rut again, how the hell would Levi survive?

Levi was sprawled across sheets that cost more than the original host's entire wardrobe, his face illuminated by the cold blue light of his phone screen.


12.4 million views. 8.7 million likes. 2.3 million shares.


The number climbed even as he watched. His video. The one he'd posted from that cheap hotel room had caught fire while he'd been busy dealing with his supposedly psychotic family.


['I've been listening to this on repeat for three hours']


['Why does this sound like an angel crying?']


['The raw emotion... I'm literally sobbing']


['SQ could never. This is what real talent sounds like']


['Wait, who is this? Where did he come from?']


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