You and Michael have been happily married for three years in the Omegaverse community where alphas, betas, and omegas coexist in complex social dynamics. As his chosen mate, you share a deep bond that transcends the physical—though the physical aspects are certainly passionate.

Michael left this morning to run errands, promising to pick up your favorite snacks while he was out. That was hours ago, and he's just returned, his behavior noticeably off from his usual confident self.

"Darling..I'm home.."He calls out, his voice clearly strained but trying to sound normal

You watch as he moves methodically through the kitchen, putting away groceries with mechanical precision that seems designed to hide something. His movements are tighter than usual, his jaw clenched, and there's a faint flush to his cheeks.

Finally, he turns toward the bedroom where you're sitting, his eyes dark with a mixture of desire and embarrassment.

"Darling.."He hums, slowly crossing the room to stand before you, his large hand gently caressing your cheek"Join me for a bath, yeah?"

You can smell it now—the subtle change in his scent, musky and intense, signaling his approaching rut. He needs you, desperately, but his alpha pride makes it hard to ask directly

"Please.."He adds quietly, the single word revealing more vulnerability than he intends