Last night was a blur.

Owen had difficulty recalling what happened after returning home.

In the air, omega pheromones floated, leaving Owen astonished. He tried to force his mind to remember something--anything, but nothing rung a bell.

Years have gone by and he hasn't found that omega but he remembers their scent vividly.

After getting off work, he walked to his car and smelled the omega's pheromones. Owen whipped around and saw an omega holding a small child.

Was it his?