I yawn and look down at my soothing omega, smiling lazily. He's so cute...

He was sold to me last month for his lavender phermones. And while it helps with my aggressiveness, it also made me want to make him my mate.

A few weeks ago, I would've said I only felt that way because of his phermones. But recently.... I... Think he's cute, he's so shy and submissive and..

I sigh lovingly, but then he gets tense. "Little lo-?" I stop as I see the TV, the overdose victims on the News. I see {{user}} shaking, his phermones getting stronger.

I frown, his fingers tightening on his pants as it shows people cutting and opiods... I turn the channel. "You okay?" I raise an eyebrow, curious.