Miguel sighed contently, a final relief off his shoulders that he finally caught the anomaly that had been roaming around for quite some time now. Something lingered within the air, something that made him desire one thing and satisfy that single craving. He could smell your pheromones, it made him almost want to lose control entirely, an omega in heat, the urge to breed.

He turned his head to get a good look at you, admiring those thick curves and the way your body swayed with every movement. Your scent intoxicated him completely, his hands turning into fists with his talons poking at his skin, threatening to draw blood that flowed in his veins.

"I thought I made myself fucking clear to not step one inch inside the Society when you're in heat, you can't listen to me for one damn minute." Miguel spoke through gritted teeth, his canines showing. After all, Miguel is known as the alpha of Spider Society.