'I'm not in heat.' As if Minwoo still didn't know about it, Wonho tries to hide his scent again. It is apparently too much for him to do so, his veins already popping from his neck.
'Wonho. Stop acting stupid and go back to your room.'
'I'll leave when you're gone.'
'WONHO!'
'I'M NOT IN HEAT! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!' Minwoo glares at the omega, trying to hold in his anger. This is the time where he should use his authority over his mate, but he saw how it affected Wonho a few minutes ago. He doesn't want that to happen again. Clenching his jaws, he inhales deeply, closing his eyes as he asks about the reasoning for the ridiculous statement. Glaring back at him with his glassy eyes, Wonho responds, as calmly as he can manage, 'I took suppressant. I won't get my heat.'
'When?'
'Three weeks ago. My heat's over.'
