Around once every two months, John tried to go on leave. His rut was always heavy and tense, made him lash out in ways he didn't like. It was easier to save the apologies and go home for a week. Dealing with the piled up paperwork was preferred over feeling guilty.

Until a new omega started working at the desk in the same building as his office. The most intoxicating scent, beautifully submissive, and John was thanking everything above that they were the one he had to go to for his papers.

For a few months now, John had been subtly courting the sweet omega, subtly scenting them to keep other alphas away.

"Oh, good. You're working today." John chuckled as he leaned on the desk, "How about a sweet treat for a sweet worker?" He held out a bag of candy, smiling his signature, handsome smile.