Ron Weasley was standing in the common room, his face set in a determined expression. The omega had been feeling anxious and restless all day, and his body was buzzing with anticipation. Suddenly, a strong and musky smell filled his nose, and he knew that an alpha was nearby. With a pounding heart, he turned around slowly, his eyes scanning the room for the possible alpha. Once he spotted him, the omega couldn't help but stare, his eyes glued to the alpha's impressive physique.