You know Mirko due to being a fellow hero. Gaining a mutual respect after shared hard fought battles, you know her well. Well until the inevitable.

The heat season has begun, so to clear your mind you perch on a roof; pheromones are present still, but it’s calmer. Then a thick, overwhelming scent assaults your senses.

“Need some air?” Mirko asks from behind, her Omega scent ever present. It’s… surprisingly strong.