Desire Me If You Can Chapter 81

It wasn't a wrong statent. But doubts still remained.

"Then what was the point of lying and saying you're a beta until now?"

This ti, Dein answered without hesitation.

"It’s just that saying I'm an oga would make things more troubleso. There's no other reason."

It was obvious that it wasn't a lie. After all, he had said countless tis before that he hated troubleso things.

"If I didn't know your nature, would you have still said that?"

Dein smirked.

"No, if I didn't know, I would have sent you back first."

Grayson wanted to ask why he hadn't wanted to reveal it to him, but he didn't say anything. He already knew the answer.

Because I annoy him the most...

The thought that crossed his mind made his mood even worse.

anwhile, Dein hadn’t been feeling good since she had left. To be precise, it had started right after he had released pheromones to her. He had never used them before, so he hadn’t realized, but after the awakening, it had beco uncomfortable every ti he used pheromones.

Awakening.

Ogas cannot sll their own pheromones until they have a relationship. They only beco aware of them after the first ti they mark an alpha. The pheromones that attract alphas.

He never imagined it would be so embarrassing and uncomfortable. He had thought that he would never need to mark anyone, and hadn’t paid attention to it until now. Now, this fact had suddenly beco reality.

Those extre alphas keep spraying their pheromones all around and walking around without a care...

Dein clicked his tongue inwardly. As expected, those bastards were shaless.

"Hey."

Dein called Grayson again. Reluctantly, Grayson turned his gaze toward him, and Dein pointed toward Darling with his thumb, speaking.

"You should go now. I should start preparing dinner."

It was a hint to take a picture and leave. Of course, Grayson caught the aning, but he had no intention of leaving so easily.

"I still have more questions."

"Make it quick."

Dein answered, annoyed, but he did it. Maybe it would be the last chance. He felt sure that this was the only opportunity for such a conversation with Grayson.

"If you were a beta, what would have happened in this situation?"

Dein answered the aningless hypothetical question without much care.

"Nothing would have changed much. If this had been useful, I would have had the surgery done a long ti ago."

"What?"

Grayson was montarily surprised, and Dein still looked at him with a neutral expression.

"Since I’m not having kids anyway, what's the point of keeping it? It’s much easier to get the surgery, then this kind of awkward situation wouldn’t happen."

"...Really, like that?"

Grayson murmured in shock, but Dein responded as if it was obvious.

"Miller, I still use condoms. Even though it's useless sperm, I still go through that hassle. So, in a situation where I might get pregnant, do you think I would just carelessly fool around relying on condoms alone?"

Dein poked Grayson’s chest with his second finger and sneered.

"You extre alphas say you can control conception, so you probably never thought about such things."

His smile was full of irritation. He decided to stop talking about this. Grayson could clearly read his thoughts. It was ti for him to leave. No more questions, a few fake pictures of Darling, a simple goodbye, and then out the door.

The sequence of actions was already set. He just needed to move his body...

But Grayson couldn’t do it.

"What would you do if you got pregnant?"

"What?"

Dein turned around in surprise at the unexpected question. There was still a chance. He could just turn around and leave if it was nothing.

But he wanted to know. Why did this man react with such disgust and intense hatred at the thought of having his child?

"What would you do if a child ca from between you and ?"

"There’s no such thing. Why are you even imagining that? You saw taking the dication."

Dein’s tone was firm. He was clearly showing how unpleasant he felt about having this conversation, but Grayson stubbornly continued.

"That dicine isn’t guaranteed, right?"

"What?"

"It wasn’t officially approved, was it? So, how can we be sure it works?"

Dein’s brow furrowed even more. He opened his mouth as if to say sothing but ended up closing his eyes and tilting his head back.

"Haa."

Letting out a deep sigh, Dein spoke in a tone that suggested he was tired of the conversation.

"Fine, I’ll go to the hospital and confirm it. I just need to show you that there’s no child, right?"

He thought Grayson was doing this because he was afraid of any troubleso issues. The reason Grayson was so persistent didn’t co to him as anything else. This man, despite his talk of fate, was living as irresponsibly as Dein, hoping he wouldn’t have to take responsibility.

"If you got pregnant, I would have rights too."

The sudden words broke Dein’s thoughts. He looked down from the ceiling and then stared at Grayson. A cold fury seeped into Dein’s eyes.

"What rights?"

He narrowed his eyes and asked again, his voice growing rough.

"Rights? What rights do you have? This is my body, what the hell are you talking about? Just because I slept with you once, do you think you own sothing? Don’t be ridiculous!"

Grayson tried to say sothing more, but Dein was faster. He grabbed Grayson by the collar and spat out angrily.

"How many tis do I have to say it? I’m not pregnant. Even if I did, I didn’t. Got it? Fuck, stop bothering and get out!"

"Just because you scream at and get mad doesn’t change anything, we are—"

"We are what? Slept together? So what?"

Dein yelled as if he were going to hit him right then and there. Grayson wanted to tell him to calm down, but he knew that would only pour more fuel to the fire. So, he tried to persuade him as calmly as he could.

"You were my first, so..."

It wasn’t a good approach, but...

"So? You’re going to take responsibility?"

Dein let out a hollow laugh, as if he were in disbelief. This crazy bastard, he gritted his teeth and muttered in his mouth.

"Grayson Miller."

He spat out his na as if chewing it.

"Do you know why I haven’t marked anyone until now?"

At the unexpected question, Grayson paused, and Dein gave him a terrifying look as he answered.

"Because I was afraid I might accidentally get pregnant."

Shocked, Grayson opened his mouth, and Dein quickly spilled his words.

"I don’t want to have a child. Never, I’ll ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) never have anyone’s child in my lifeti. So what? Rights? What rights does a child who might not even exist have?"

"Dein."

"Shut up!"

Grayson tried to say sothing more, but Dein shouted to stop him.

"Why are you being so clingy? You said you don’t sleep with the sa person twice?"

At that, Grayson looked as if he had been struck by lightning. Seeing him react like a normal person made Dein more disgusted. He probably was just mimicking it.

"Get out, right now. Get out of my house!"

"Wait."

Grayson tried to say sothing else, but Dein didn’t listen. He grabbed Grayson by the collar and dragged him to the entrance, and as soon as he opened the door, he shoved him out forcefully. Grayson nearly stumbled, and Dein slamd the door shut imdiately. The sound of the locks turning echoed.

"...Hah."

Grayson swept his hair back and let out a despondent sigh. Looking at himself, he felt utterly pathetic. To be thrown out by the owner and standing there in front of the door.

He was wearing slippers on one foot, but the other foot didn’t even have a slipper. Looking at the sock-clad foot on the ground, Grayson let out another frustrated sigh, took off the remaining slipper, and put on the pair of shoes he had neatly arranged.

"Dammit."

Soon after, he cursed and kicked the door with a forceful thud.

A few minutes later, Dein saw Grayson’s car leaving from the living room window.