Seohwa's POV
I felt ashamed for being beaten in front of the man I've been craving.
Now my body is choosing the wrong time and the wrong place to shut down.
It doesn't really hurt, but I think it's worth it right now, Jisung is carrying me like I weigh nothing.
His body is really as hard as it looks, muscular, strong and perfect for me.
He doesn't say a word but I hold on tightly, pressing my face into his scent gland, being this close and not being able to smell anything makes me hate my secondary gender.
If I was an omega, I would know what he smells like, and I would be able to release my pheromones for him.
All I smell right now is sweat and just…him.
The older alpha carries me all the way to my shared room with Keeho, but the door is locked.
"Ah shit" I curse under my breath.
Keeho would be out tonight, he told me earlier today but I forgot.
