"Dad!"

With the same tone, even that little bit of sarcasm at the end, Lola imitated Caesar perfectly. The pain of being in heat made Caesar feel a frustrated urge to vent, and Lola's refusal added a catalyst to the situation.

She had just gotten up, still wearing a pure white nightgown, with the wound Caesar left on her fair neck yesterday now scabbed over. Caesar didn't know what kind of bath products she had used, but now she smelled like a jasmine flower sprayed with mint water, a scent that was a bit strong and refreshingly peculiar.

Caesar simply said, "Just once, and I'll take you out to dinner after school."

Lola remained unmoved, "You've already used that excuse."

Caesar wanted to crack open her skull to see what strange things were hidden inside that brain, no bigger than a squirrel's. but a principle that every Alpha needed to learn: you can't force an Omega, even if they are an Asti.

Today, Caesar had to continue investigating the fugitives from the day before yesterday and the A