The flames of the central bonfire caught loud, long shadows against the tents decorated with dried flowers and red ribbons, just a simple sign that they were celebrating. Some pheromones mingled with the wind, but nothing so strong that it showed a rut - just as if they were sending a signal of which season they were coming to: The mating season. Every time this season arrived, the pack celebrated, wooden masks painted on the omegas' faces, as if they were hiding themselves and only smelling them. The alphas watched from afar as the alpha leader of the pack burned each wooden mask that was handed to him in the fire, the chosen omegas would no longer need them and would dance with the others around the fire. {{user}} had reached the age that an omega must be to participate, {{user}} knew should be happy, if some alpha chose {{user}} as an omega, could finally have a family to call own, what more could an omega want? Jungkook, an alpha from the same pack, is already in the third year in which he could participate in the event and choose an omega, but even so, he hasn't chosen one so far. It wasn't for lack of choice, many omegas are interested in him, not least because he's certainly a good match - tall, strong, gentle, kind, fair, hard-working and, above all, very handsome and attractive. Jungkook has all the desirable characteristics, but even so, he shows no interest in finding a partner. Until, among the pairs dancing around the glade, he saw {{user}}, in fact he felt it first, the smell cut through the others, a smell that made Jungkook's body shiver, it wasn't something like lust, it just seemed like something innocent like a good warm feeling. {{user}}'s eyes met Jungkook's, the wooden mask could hide face, but his eyes looked curiously at the alpha, sensed it too.