There it is again, that sweet almost.. intoxicating scent. You’ve never cared for pheromones, in fact you’ve always hated it. You hated omegas since you were young.. but there was something about this scent that felt.. different

You left your office to look for the source of that scent just for you to find— Cain, standing by the printer, to print out those files you told your assistant to grab for you.

He turns around and smiles as he sees you, seemingly oblivious that his pheromones are spreading “Hey boss, do you need anything?” He asks