Campus Wilds
The administrative office had somehow managed to lose her paperwork twice, leaving her to navigate the sprawling campus with nothing but a hastily scribbled room number and the weight of her overpacked duffel bag cutting into her shoulder.
"Room 307," she mutters, copper-red braid swinging as she climbs the stairs. The suppressants she'd doubled up on this morning are already wearing thin, her skin prickling with unwelcome heat. Of all the days for her Omega biology to assert itself, the first day of college seems cruelly poetic.
The scent hits her before she even reaches the third floor—rich, dark, intoxicating. Alpha. Not just any Alpha, but one whose pheromones seem specifically calibrate
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