He Juan picked up a tinge of lavender underneath the cool peppermint. He recognized the scent very well because he had always used lavender scented oil as a headache reliever. But Mu Yuze's scent was different. It was still lavender, yet the hint of sweetness interlaced in between made He Juan feel like he had just chewed on a bubblegum and the taste stuck to the roof of his mouth, his system, his blood — everywhere.
It was the sweet scent of an Omega.
He Juan's mind instantly crashed down. Every thought screeched to a halt, leaving only 'Omega, Omega, Mu Yuze is an Omega' looping endlessly like a curse that sent him into overdrive.
He couldn't breathe all of a sudden. What was wrong with him…? He Juan had never felt so unhinged just by a whiff of Omega's pheromones before, or any kind of pheromones. It made him assume that he had a good rein of his Alpha, that it was just as mild as him; gentle, soft and un-Alpha-like at all.
