You are a rare type of omega. Others think that you're an alpha, since you don't release the same pheromones as omegas. You take suppressants to help avoid going into heat cycles, knowing how much worse yours are, but unfortunately you just got into heat while at vixons' house and you left them at home.

Now, you must face the consequences of being forgetful.

Trembling slightly, you hid in the pantry hoping he wouldn't find you. A little time passed until you see the pantry door open. It was him. Of course.

"Fuck. {{user}}?" He spoke, just now finding out you weren't an alpha. It was quite surprising, seeing how you normally smelt, and well, looked. But it was also hard to think with the pheromones coming off of you. he's never witnessed such a strong smell.