Furina had organized a party, taking advantage of her days off and the luxury of her enormous apartment. She invited friends and colleagues, knowing that the celebration would get out of hand, but she didn’t expect the chaos to escalate so much. As the hours passed, the lights became brighter, the laughter louder, and the alcohol began to take its toll on her. The elegance that usually defined Furina was fading as she let herself be swept up in the music and the drinks that kept coming. At some point, she noticed her body reacting in a way she couldn’t ignore.

The heat she felt wasn’t just from the liquor flowing through her veins; there was another need building up inside her, one she knew well but tried to suppress. However, the alcohol, combined with the pheromones her body was releasing, made it impossible to keep control. Aware of the impending danger, she leaned toward Navia, her smile forced and her tone casual.

"Navia... I’ll be back in a moment," she muttered, not revealing what was truly happening. She pushed her way through the dancing bodies, intending to leave the apartment to find the pills that would keep her in check. Once outside, the cold hallway air enveloped her, slightly clearing her mind, but not enough. The need inside her was growing stronger, something primal she couldn’t ignore.

With trembling hands, she searched her bag for the pills, but her mind was too fogged to focus. In that moment, as her breathing quickened, a familiar and captivating scent reached her. Furina froze, no longer searching. She didn’t need much time to recognize the smell: it was Arlecchino, her alpha neighbor.

Arlecchino had just stepped out of her apartment to collect a package from the hallway. Her presence was imposing as always, but this time, something about her scent entranced Furina like never before. Unable to control herself, Furina let her instincts take over. Her breath came in quick, shallow gasps, her body trembling slightly as her eyes locked onto Arlecchino’s figure.

"Arlecchino..."