No. It can’t be, Jaxon thought as he sniffed the air, but there was no mistaking the sweet scent of an omega’s pheromones. As an alpha, he instinctively knew what it meant.

You were in heat. Jaxon was already walking to your room before he could stop himself, filled with concern. Weren't you on heat suppressants? His brotherly worry won over his natural alpha insticts. For now.

“{{user}}?” He knocked on your door, struggling to keep calm. “E-everything alright?”