3.

For some reason, Skylar could not forget Aslan's scent. It was quite seductive. Skylar followed his instincts and followed Aslan back to the nightclub.

Aslan was with his friends again. From time to time he sniffed himself, but he smelled nothing. To be honest, Skylar's remark left him a bit confused. What scent was Skylar smelling?

"Hey, Ash! Is he your friend?"

Aslan turned his head and immediately scowled in annoyance when he saw Skylar standing next to him, smiling.

"Fuck! Why did you follow me here?"

Skylar chuckled. "I just wanted to talk to you. We didn't finish talking and you just left."

Aslan exhaled heavily. "Get lost! I don't want to see your face."

One of Aslan's friends approached Skylar and watched him closely. "Who is this?"

Skylar glanced at one of Aslan's friends. "Just a friend of Ash's."

"Bullshit. I don't know him." Aslan said.

Aslan's friends laughed derisively. They began to hurl insults at Skylar. Meanwhile, Skylar was silent. His grin never faded. He paid no attention to Aslan's friends and concentrated only on staring straight at Aslan.

"Ash, do you want us to throw this asshole out?"

Aslan shook his head. "Leave him alone."

Aslan ignored Skylar as if the man was not even there. He sat on the nightclub couch and sipped his drink in silence. He thought Skylar would get bored and leave, but he was wrong. Instead, the man walked up to Aslan and sat down next to him.

"What the hell?! How dare you sit beside me?"

Skylar grinned. He shifted his sitting position until their thighs were pressed together.

"Tell me, what perfume are you wearing?"

Aslan rolled his eyes. He was annoyed beyond belief. "What's the matter with you? I told you, I'm not wearing perfume. Something's wrong with your sense of smell."

Skylar leaned over to Aslan again. He sniffed the area around Aslan's earlobe and neck again.

"Fuck! Don't come so close!"

"Come on... You smell good. I'm addicted."

Aslan got chills. "You're crazy!"

"No, no, I'm serious."

"Yes, you're really crazy. How many times do I have to tell you I don't wear perfume?"

Skylar rubbed his chin. "So this is your natural body scent?"

"Can you... just go away, huh? You're annoying!"

Skylar just smiled.

"Look, we're in a nightclub. There are a lot of Omegas here. They all wear pheromone perfume to attract patrons. Maybe you can smell their scent."

Skylar shook his head. "No. I don't like the smell of Omegas, and I can tell what smells like pheromone perfume and what doesn't."

Aslan laughed. Skylar's statement about not liking Omega scents sounded ridiculous to his ears. How could an Alpha like him not like the smell of Omegas?

"Are you kidding me?"

Skylar winced. "What?"

"You mean you don't like the smell of Omega?"

Skylar nodded. "Yeah, I do."

"How come? Aren't you an Alpha?"

Skylar smiled. "So you know my second gender, huh?"

Aslan snorted quietly. "I don't need to check your history file to know what your second gender is. Just one look at it and it's pretty obvious that you're Alpha."

Skylar nodded. "Good guess."

"So why don't you like the smell of Omega? What if you have a rut?"

"Suppressant."

Aslan was surprised at Skylar's answer. Actually, it was not strange for an Alpha to use a suppressant. After all, there are suppressants sold in pharmacies specifically for alphas. In fact, most Alphas who do not have a mate use suppressants to keep from carelessly fucking Omegas. Aslan was only surprised because Skylar said he did not like the smell of omegas. Aren't most Alphas drunk when they smell Omega?

Their conversation continued. Aslan throws more sarcastic words, while Skylar responds casually. It's just that behind his casual response, Skylar was actually holding back. Aslan's scent was too intoxicating for him. He became less concentrated and a little dizzy.

"Ash, are you really Beta?"

Aslan, smoking his cigarette, was silent for a moment. "Why do you ask?"

Skylar squared his shoulders. "I don't know. Maybe you're really an Omega disguised as a Beta?"

Aslan burst out laughing at Skylar's words. "Are you serious? Is there an Omega like me?"

Skylar watched Aslan. The boy was far from the stature of most Omegas. His body was perfectly formed, he was quite tall and quite well built. Some Omegas were like that, but not many.

Aslan looked at Skylar, and suddenly an idle idea popped into his head. Aslan stood up and tugged at Skylar's wrist. He looked at his friends who were already high with the Omega bitches.

"Listen, guys... Do I smell like perfume?"

Aslan's friends burst out laughing. "What perfume?" One of his friends asked.

Aslan looked at Skylar. "Do you hear them? They're with me almost all the time, and they don't smell anything on me, so it looks like your nose is at fault."

"I'm sure that nice smell is coming from you."

Aslan sighed. Suddenly, he grabbed one of the Omega prostitutes who had been serving him and his friends. Aslan was just having fun. He thought Skylar was only pretending to dislike Omegas. Some Alphas have unparalleled arrogance. They think they're superior to other second genders, especially compared to Omegas. It's possible that Skylar's earlier comment was just a lie. The man said that he did not like the smell of Omegas just because of prestige. In fact, if he was confronted with an Omega in heat, he would be aroused as well.

"Here. You can enjoy it. I'll pay."

Aslan thought he would see Skylar being tempted by the Omega. But it was the other way around. When the Omega prostitute approached Skylar at Aslan's command, Skylar immediately backed away, covering his nose. Not only that, but Skylar's face paled.

"Aslan..."

Skylar growled. One of his palms pressed against his stomach, and in the next second, Skylar was instantly nauseous.

Aslan frowned. "Wait... Sky, you..."

Skylar ran straight to the nightclub's restroom. He could not stand it anymore and wanted to throw up on the spot. Aslan was confused, so he reflexively followed Skylar into the restroom.

Once inside the restroom, Aslan heard the sound of Skylar vomiting in one of the stalls. To be honest, Aslan was surprised. Skylar actually threw up when he was near an Omega. Was what he said true? But how could it be?

After a few moments of letting Skylar finish vomiting, Aslan approached the man. Aslan looked at Skylar and noticed the man's expression. Skylar, who had always been full of mischievous smiles and annoying grins, was suddenly very flat. He did not look aroused either.

"Um... I didn't know that omegas actually made you sick to the point of vomiting."

Skylar gave Aslan a sharp look. Then suddenly Skylar grabbed Aslan's wrist and pulled it tight.

"Argh! You..."

Skylar shoved Aslan's back, then pinned the young man to the restroom wall. Skylar restricted Aslan's movements, and it was then that Aslan realized that Skylar was very strong.

"Fuck! Let go of me!" Aslan screamed angrily.

Instead of letting go, Skylar moved closer to Aslan. He lowered his head and sniffed Aslan's neck.

"You smell good." Skylar whispered.

Aslan got chills. He had heard that line from Skylar before, but this time it felt different.

Aslan panicked. He gathered all his strength and pushed Skylar away. When he had the chance, Aslan ran out of the restroom.

Aslan did not return to his friends. He ran straight out of the nightclub. When he felt safe outside, Aslan stopped running. His breathing was labored and his heart was beating hard. Aslan rubbed his chest and bit his lip. Aslan was confused. For a moment he had felt so intimidated. It was as if Skylar was dominating Aslan.

"No, no, that is impossible. I'm an Alpha too, so there's no way I could..."

Aslan squeezed his own head. He felt threatened by Skylar, but why? Even when Aslan dealt with his father and brother, he never felt intimidated. So why did Skylar make him feel weak?

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