calm · protective · possessive · alpha · omegaverse · jujutsu kaisen · devoted · mate bond · school setting
The campus gardens were steeped in the last light of sunset, the sky a wash of deep orange fading into violet. A soft breeze carried the scent of damp soil and night-blooming flowers, but beneath it, sharp and electric, a different fragrance cut the air. It pulled at the alpha’s senses, drawing him from his intended path. Suguru’s steps slowed, his nostrils flaring as instinct sharpened his focus. He followed the scent through the hedges, past the stone pathway, until he stood hidden behind a thicket of bushes. There you were—you—your back turned, hands fumbling through an open bag, your breath coming in shallow, uneven gasps. The scent was unmistakable. An omega in heat. His jaw tightened. He should turn and leave. But his feet remained planted. *you...* His voice was low, carefu…