CH 10

“What they’re assuming right now is that it might be the doings of either some extreme religious fanatics, a fairly large criminal gang, or a group of radical fans. Maybe it’s all of them,” explained Mark.

Extreme religious fanatics did a lot of wild, unexplainable things, so perhaps he was right. Radical fans also often tried to pull things like this. However, the other group of people was quite unexpected.

“Why a gang?” Seth asked before Josh could.

Mark replied as if it were the most obvious thing, “What do you mean why? For the money, of course.”

As Josh thought about the unbelievable sum of money Chase got paid for his acting gigs and the huge wealth of the Miller Family one after another, Mark asked unexpectedly, “Do you know how much an Extreme Alpha’s sperm sells for?”

“Sperm?” Josh asked back before he could catch himself.

At last, Mark turned toward Josh and nodded. “Yes, the child of an Extreme Alpha that everybody wants.”

Chills ran down Josh’s spine as his thoughts automatically trailed back to Pete’s face. He frantically took his cup of coffee to his lips in order to hide the fact that he had turned pale.

Meanwhile, Mark continued, “Word on the street is that three generations of your family could roll around in piles of gold if you just get your hands on the sperm of an Extreme Alpha. It’s worth a shot for them. Besides, it’s C’s sperm. There’s going to be a crazy amount of premium attached to it.”

“But Extreme Alphas can control their insemination, right? Even if they force him to do the thing, they wouldn’t be able to get any offspring with it,” Seth pointed out.

“Under normal circumstances, that is. That’s why it’s so precious,” replied Mark. “It’s not like it’s impossible. Y’all know what happens when Extreme Alphas are unable to release their pheromones for a certain amount of time.”

“They go insane,” Josh replied automatically.

Mark nodded. “All they need to do is lock him up and leave him for a few days. There’s no way for an Extreme Alpha who has lost their sanity to control their insemination.”

Nobody said anything. The pheromones of an Extreme Alpha were the very thing that allowed them to perch on top of the social pyramid and gave them the power that they had. On the other hand, they were also a poison that attacked them when too much of it accumulated within their body. Due to this, it was normal for Extreme Alphas to regularly release their pheromones out of their body. This was the reason why the sweet scent that was characteristic of Extreme Alpha pheromones always lingered around them.

However, this only temporarily delayed the accumulation of poison within their body. The ultimate and simple method of solving this problem was intercourse. That was what justified their promiscuity. Using their pheromones as an excuse to bang multiple partners a day—the sheer audacity and the lechery—was enough to cross many people who knew about this.

At that moment, everyone recalled the frequent s*xual acts that they had all seen too much of while bodyguarding Extreme Alphas, and they all crinkled their faces and cursed softly. Josh was no exception.

“At least C doesn’t host parties at his own place,” murmured Seth. That was their only comfort.

Before they could get some relief from Seth’s comment, however, Henry gritted his teeth and snapped, “How many years has it been since then? You also only worked for three or four months that one time. How the hell would you know?”

The mood around the table became gloomy once again. As many celebrities did, Chase Miller was also often surrounded by scandals during his acting gigs with the lead actress or someone else whom he was working with. Back when Josh was bodyguarding him, however, nothing much had happened—perhaps because Chase had just finished his last gig and was resting.

There had been countless rumors about how he had just broken up with somebody that he had been dating, supported by many photos of his supposed ex going on dates with other men. However, Chase himself seemed quite unenthusiastic. For over three months, he never went on a date with someone or to a party to expel his hormones.

That was probably why Chase had completely lost it during his rut, resulting in such an accident with Josh.

Josh tried to think about it with a cool head. If Chase had proactively discharged his pheromones regularly, Pete would not have been born into this world. Thinking about it like that gave him unexplainable mixed feelings, making his thoughts race.

‘I wonder how he’s been doing since then,’ thought Josh to himself.

Since he quit his job as a bodyguard, he had consciously been trying to avoid hearing news about Chase. Even if Josh tried to, in fact, it would have been impossible to dig around to find out about Chase’s private life. Until now, Chase was much too far away. However, things were different now. Josh would be observing Chase 24/7 right before his eyes.

A belated surge of curiosity washed over Josh. ‘And I wonder how much he’s changed,” he thought. He recalled the advertisement that he had seen over someone’s shoulder in the plane. ‘His attention-drawing looks are probably the same as ever.’

“A g*ngb*ng party aside, his personality is the sh*ttiest of all,” grumbled Henry through his teeth once again. Everyone thought the same and ended up losing their appetite. After that, they all silently sipped on their coffee and got up to leave.

* * *

The huge mansion that Chase lived in was located at the innermost part of the country club, where the beach could be overseen. Walking down the stairs from the terrace led to the ocean. The entire area all belonged to Chase Miller, including the private beach. There were no other houses nearby, and all that could be heard was the regular splashing of the waves from afar.

“Welcome. We’ve been expecting you.” The security team who had been in charge of guarding the estate seemed visually relieved when they spotted Josh’s team and offered to shake hands. “It’s about time we took a break, but the vacation date kept getting pushed back. We were getting a bit anxious since we have our limits and whatnot…”

Gammas were usually the ones in charge of bodyguarding Extreme Alphas. The strong pheromones of Extreme Alphas sometimes forced betas and alphas to transition into omegas; this made gammas, who couldn’t smell pheromones at all and were therefore barely affected by them, truly suited to this line of work.

But even gammas couldn’t do anything about the pheromones that became absorbed through the skin. It was normal for them to receive regular shots to be rid of the pheromones that had accumulated in their bodies or take long-term leaves to take care of their bodies. This time, however, there seemed to have been an urgent change of plan.