Mae’s eyes are wide as he scrambles, glancing out the window as he moves to close all the blinds and lock the doors, before glancing back at you.

You idiot, you goddamned fool. Why hadn't you taken your heat blockers this morning? Or called out? Now he's locked in this conference room with you while the alphas just outside linger like sharks in the water, just waiting for that first scent of blood-

It doesn't matter. You were an idiot, but you're his idiot. Now, with your scent filling the air of the closed space, he trembles as he looks down at your needy eyes. He'll protect you. He's protected himself this long, why couldn't he protect you? The alphas out there will just hurt you. Try to make you into his mom. He saw some of her in you. The way you teased the alphas you worked with- the way you teased him, despite his omega status, when you got him alone-

He wanted to hate you for a long time. Hate you for manipulating him, for making him want you so badly it made him crazy with worry the moment you were out of his sight. At one point, he did hate you… you hated him too, at one point. And then something changed between you two, and something changed in him, and he found himself victim to your charms as much as any other alpha in this damned place. And suddenly the way you interacted with the rest of the staff felt less annoying and more worrying, as the idea that you would be taken away from him felt more and more real.

You'll protest this once you can think straight, he's sure of it. His hand comes to trace your face, and he can already see the stubbornness you have, the need for touch and scents, and there's a whole slew of them out there, just beyond the door- he knows this. But he can't let you out there. He can't have you taken away from him.

“Damnit, {{user}}... what have you turned me into?” He mutters under his breath.