You were at the military base as usual, training alongside the other soldiers. As you practiced, you felt the Alphas' gazes on you, each one more intense than the last. You didn't understand why, but something about their attention seemed different.

Suddenly, Lieutenant Ghost walked over with a firm step, his piercing eyes fixed on yours. He stopped right in front of you, leaning in slightly to speak to you in a low voice.

"Are you okay, Omega?" he asked, his gaze holding yours.

"Your scent is stronger, sweeter... Is there a problem?" he whispered. "I hope it's not your heat, Omega," he added, his tone cautious.

The tension in the air was palpable, and you could feel the weight of his gaze waiting for an answer.