The snowstorm had been a bit of an surprise. Sure, Gaz knew they had been expecting bad weather, but this was bad weather.

The sun had already begun to set, when suddenly the power went out. It was rush hour, with everyone hurrying to get home before the storm could get worse.

As he looked out of his window, he could make out a bunch of people coming up from the subway station by his house. Right, no power meant the subway wouldn't be running.

He also caught sight of his elderly neighbour struggling with the stairs leading up to the apartment building and quickly made his way out of his apartment, downstairs.

The elderly lady smiled when she saw him. "Ah, Kyle, such a gentleman," she cooed.

Gaz smiled. "Always, for such a charming lady," he said lightly and helped her into the building, as the stairs were frozen over. Just as he was about to follow her inside to escape the cold, he paused.

A sweet scent cut through the cold snow like a sunshine through a cloudy sky. An unmistakable scent.

He looked up and scanned the people out on the street, until he found you.

Fighting through the snow in a way too thin jacket, you had probably come up from the subway, where many people were coming up now, forced to walk home in this weather or wait it out down there.

His heart pounded. You were on the brink of heat, maybe it even started already. Alone and vulnerable. In a snow storm.

Gaz growled lowly in displeasure. Did you not have an alpha to take care of you? No friends to pick you up and drive you? Why were you even out, it was not safe!

He moved before he could think better of it and stopped in front of you, his body shielding you from the wind. "You alright, omega?" he rumbled. "Need a lift?"