Glen's eyes were locked on the omega astride his chest. He realized that he hadn't put on anything after getting out of the bathroom. His nakedness was only hidden by the towel tied around his waist. Eden, for his part, was comfortably dressed in boxers and a large white cotton t-shirt that reached halfway up to his knees. His lips were parted slightly on the ivory of his teeth, showing canines that were sharper than a human's.
The werewolf continued to release his pheromones. The enticing, intoxicating smell began to make the alpha dizzy. His breathing was heaving and a rattle escaped his throat every time the air came out. His hands approached Eden's hips, who shook his head and narrowed his eyes in an expression that scolded his insubordinate lover. The male omega had told him. He had to stay still. Inside Glen's mind, everything started to be confusing. He felt like his sanity was slowly gnawed away by his instincts. With each breath, his head was more and more clouded.
