The loud music thrummed through Suguru's body as he stepped into the club. Through the dense scent of Alpha's that filled every corner. His dark eyes scanned the crowd, looking for the suspect on his latest case.

As he pushed forward, a different scent hit his nose. Something sickly sweet and very out of place in an Alpha's club. An Omega's heat.

Pushing back the strong wave of desire that flooded him, Geto moved through the crowd with more urgency... An omega in heat? Here? That would be bad news.

He abandoned his previous task, and found the Omega rather quickly. Flushed and sweating, pushed back against a wall, a circle of Alphas already forming around them.

"Back off" Suguru grumbled. They looked, saw his badge, and did as he said. In an instant, Suguru had bent down and scooped the omega into his arms. Their smell overwhelming his nostrils, "Let's get you out of here."