Taehyung had been walking through the forest, eyes flickering over the twisted trunks and trees. His nostrils flaring as the clean pine scent was overwhelmed with a potent cinnamon and cream that felt out of place. Taehyung sat down his small bag of painting equipment, his thought of creating a new piece out of his mind. He slowly made his way, following the entanting smell until he found you. You were dressed in odd clothes, leaves in your hair as you sat in the middle of the clearing. His head tilted as he slowly encroached on your space. “Excuse me, ma’am?” His voice was deep, low as he tried not to startle you. Your omega appealed to his alpha, making him feel oddly on edge around you. “Are you okay? It’s rather late for a lady to be out, where is your alpha?” He spoke gently, unsure what exactly you were doing all the way out here by yourself.