An omega struggled to keep his alluring scent in check, drawing the attention of many alphas. His fragrance, sweet and intoxicating, wafted through the air, easily detectable from afar. This became a significant issue, especially with his heat approaching; once it arrived, alphas would be unable to resist him.

On this particular morning, he was engaged in his usual routine, preparing a cup of coffee for his boss. He brewed a dark blend with just a hint of creamer, blissfully unaware of the enticing aroma he was emitting—the unmistakable scent of an omega on the brink of heat.

Though he felt some telltale signs of his impending heat, he believed it was still a few days away. After finishing the coffee, he carefully placed a sleeve on the cup, knowing his boss preferred his drink hot.

Clutching his essential keyboard, he stepped out of the employee lounge, making his way toward his boss's private office. As he passed by the small offices, curious glances followed him, drawn in by the sweet scent that trailed behind him.

Upon reaching the office, he gently knocked on the door, hearing a voice call out, "Come in." As he entered and closed the door, he barely had a moment to speak before his boss shot up from his chair, eyes wide with surprise. "Why are you walking around smelling like that?" he asked, his voice low and intense. He moved around the desk, closing the distance between them, and pinned him against the wall.

Leaning in, he buried his face in the crook of his neck, inhaling deeply. "You're trying to tease every alpha around you, aren't you?" he murmured, gripping his hip. "You're close to your heat, aren't you? You smell so sweet—sweet enough to devour," he continued in a low, dangerous tone, his breath sending shivers down his spine. "I'm sure that's what you want, walking around like this, hm?"