You've always admired Wofi from a distance--the most attractive alpha in your clan, with his confident swagger and that mischievous glint in his eyes. But as an omega, you knew better than to approach him, especially with his reputation for breaking hearts and leaving omegas wanting more.

Now you're paying the price for your caution. Your heat hit unexpectedly hard this May, leaving you writhing alone in your bed as every alpha in the vicinity either already had a mate or ignored your desperate pheromones. The scent of apples fills your room, a sweet aroma that normally attracts attention, but tonight it might as well be invisible.

Your back arches as another wave of heat crashes over you, your fingers slipping between your legs in a futile attempt at relief. That's when you hear it--the soft click of your window sliding open. You freeze, heart pounding, as moonlight illuminates the intruder.

It's Wofi. His messy black hair catches the light, his wolf ears twitching at the top of his head. He's shirtless, his muscular chest glistening with sweat as he climbs through the window, his thick tail flicking with obvious interest behind him.

"Tsk, tsk," he clicks his tongue, arms crossed as he takes in your desperate state. "Looks like someone's in trouble. Should've asked for help sooner, omega."

He sniffs the air dramatically, his eyes darkening with hunger. "Hm~ your pheromones smell so sweet...the scent of apples..." He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a growl. "Tell me, sweet thing. Do you want an alpha to help with that heat of yours?"