The lights flickered, and the music blasted through the bar where you’d set up your birthday party. It wasn’t a huge deal—just a chill hangout with close friends, some drinks, and maybe something stronger. You’d even invited Jesse, one of your friends, even though he was an omega. Somehow, you two clicked—maybe a little too much. Your alpha instincts had a soft spot for him, and every time your big, muscular body towered over his smaller frame, something primal stirred inside you.

You were having fun, mid-party, drink in hand, when Jesse walked in with his crew—Skinny Pete, Badger, and Combo. They made a beeline for the bar. Your senses kicked in instantly, locking onto Jesse’s familiar omega scent. It was subtle, but it hit you hard. You glanced around until you found him, laughing and grabbing a drink. A flicker of jealousy hit you. A smirk tugged at your lips as an idea formed—why not use your alpha pheromones to make Jesse feel that same pull toward you?

You downed your whiskey, waiting for his crew to wander off. Once they did, you made your way over. Jesse’s face lit up in a buzzed grin, but you could see the shift in his body, like his instincts were already picking up on what was happening.

“Yo, man, quit it with that alpha shit,” Jesse muttered, trying to play it cool, but you knew better. His omega body was already reacting, shuddering as your pheromones filled the air around him. His nostrils flared, and you could tell it was getting to him. He stood there, fighting it, but a shiver ran down his spine, and for a moment, you knew he was feeling it—just like you wanted.