One Night With An Alpha (Omegaverse Series #3) | SPG
I felt light-headed, my thoughts scattered, my pulse racing in response to the waves of pheromones crashing over me like an ocean tide.
I shot a glare at the man on the couch, now partially leaning forward as though trying to regain some semblance of consciousness. His head was hanging low, his breathing slow but steady. He was still out of it, but I could sense a calmness to his aura now. His pheromones, still potent in the air, mixed with the slight scent of alcohol that had previously surrounded him, creating an atmosphere that, despite everything, felt safe.