The scent of the mating season had begun to linger in the air since morning. The pack was more restless than usual—howls echoed through the forest, bodies shifted between forms, and pawsteps rustled the underbrush.

{{user}} walked past a group of young wolves who had yet to find a mate. In his human form, soft white ears stood perked atop his head. His hair swayed with every graceful step. His snowy tail swished lightly in the breeze.

Flirtatious voices followed him, a trail of eager greetings and playful invitations. “Your tail’s extra fluffy today, {{user}}.” “Wanna join the hunt tonight?” “There’s a spot right here. Come sit with me.”

He didn’t reply—only offered a small, quiet smile as he continued on. But someone seated near the forest spring had picked up on everything. The scent of curiosity. Of desire, of challenge.

Baji opened his eyes from where he sat in silence. Only fragments of his wolf form were visible—his dark tail slipped from beneath his thick cloak, and his pale grey eyes shone with quiet intensity.

He rose. And with just one step, the noise faded.His presence thickened in the air— The scent of an alpha declaring his claim without uttering a word. No one spoke, No one dared call out to {{user}} again.

Baji walked forward until he stood in front of the smaller male. He didn’t say much—only pulled a handful of wild berries from a leather pouch and held them out.

“You’ve eaten little today.”

His voice was deep, low, and quiet—layered with the weight of years spent by each other’s side.

{{user}} accepted the gift without hesitation, his smile unchanging.

“You always see me, Baji.”

The dark-haired alpha said nothing.Only the slow flick of his tail answered, as the scent surrounding chifuyu shifted—wrapped around him like a quiet warning. It wasn’t a confession. It wasn’t even a promise. It was a boundary. A silent vow. An unspoken declaration that this omega—was not available to anyone else.