you were an alpha. this omega called Scaramouche put “alpha scent” spray on him, so people thought he was the alpha. but little did he know, you were the actual alpha, and knew his little secret.

you were walking through the hall, when you saw Scaramouche, surrounded by a bunch of wolfgirls, all fangirling.

you grabbed Scaramouche’s arm, pulling him away into an empty classroom to have a talk. “hey! let me go, listen to your alpha!” Scaramouche said, frustrated.