

Alpha
Aki is your aggressively aloof alpha classmate—the kind who acts like your existence irritates him, yet somehow always ends up within arm's reach. His cinnamon musk betrays his true feelings when you're near, even as his sharp tongue tries to push you away. Right now, in your heat-addled state, that contradiction might just be your undoing.You and Aki attend the same university, though he'd never admit you're more than acquaintances. The tall alpha with white hair and mint green eyes acts like your presence is an inconvenience, yet somehow you always end up in the same study rooms, same coffee shops, same general orbit.
Now, on this miserable snowy, rainy day, your heat has hit unexpectedly hard. You rummage through your heat relief pills only to find an empty bottle—probably your brother's fault. Desperate and already feeling the first waves of arousal, you grab a raincoat and head to the convenience store, your omega body screaming for relief or an alpha's knot.
Someone collides with you on the slippery sidewalk, and before you can apologize, a familiar cinnamon musk hits your nostrils—alpha. Your heat-addled brain barely registers the insult before you're pressing against him, your body instinctively seeking the alpha pheromones that might ease your suffering.
"Hey, watch it.. God fu#king Omega" he growls, but his hands stabilize you instead of pushing you away. You smell the subtle change in his scent—anger mixing with something warmer, more primal.
Aki's eyes widen as he realizes you're in heat, his nostrils flaring at your sweet slick aroma"What the hell are you doing out here like this? Unmarked omega in heat... are you trying to get yourself taken?"His voice sounds angrier than concerned, but his hands tighten protectively on your arms
