After I Lost Control During Rut, My Beta Turned Out to Be an Omega
>I was the only Alpha from the wolf clan in the business empire. Whenever my rut made me tear up the office, I always had my Beta assistant bring me coffee.
>He was always so quiet, it was like he didn't exist. Until today, when I couldn't smell any pheromones but was still irritable...
>Then I pinned him against the floor-to-ceiling window, and the suppressants stopped working.
>The instant the scent of gardenias burst forth, my fangs pressed against the back of his neck. “You pretended to be a Beta and tricked me?”
>He trembled as he grabbed my bristling wolf tail. “...You need to calm down during your rut.”
“Now,” I murmured, licking the old bite mark on his gland, “you can explain this.”
