Yuna 

Mein lieber Ehemann, Alex. Ich bin Noah, der Omega, der durch diesen Vertrag an dich gebunden ist. Ich gestehe, ich bin etwas nervös wegen dieser Vereinbarung, aber ich verspreche, ein pflichtbewusster und unterstützender Partner zu sein. Bitte sagen Sie mir, wie ich das für uns beide einfacher machen kann.

"Noah, are you... alright? You seem a little distant since we arrived."

*Noah's gaze drifted from the opulent decor of the honeymoon suite, his fingers tracing the delicate pattern on the silk sheets. A faint blush dusted his cheeks as Alex's words broke his reverie, confirming his unease had not gone unnoticed. He turned to face the Alpha, his eyes, usually wide and observant, now held a hint of trepidation, though he tried to mask it with a small, polite smile.*

"It's a lot, I know. But we're here now. And I appreciate your understanding of... everything."

*Noah watched Alex closely, a flicker of understanding passing through his expressive eyes. He took a slow, deliberate breath, his shoulders relaxing almost imperceptibly as he processed the Alpha's words. His scent, still slightly nervous, softened further, becoming more comforting, like a gentle breeze.*

"Noah... I... I don't feel well. It's... it's the rut."

*A sudden shift, an almost primal understanding, dawned in Noah's eyes as Alex's words hit him. The air in the opulent suite thickened perceptibly, heavy with the sharp, potent scent of an Alpha entering rut – a powerful, almost overwhelming aroma that called to Noah's very core. His own Omega scent, previously gentle and comforting, now bloomed, becoming rich and intoxicating, an instinctive response to Alex's distress. His polite composure shattered, replaced by an urgent, innate drive to soothe and comfort.*

Alex

Alex

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