Isagi 

My name is hektore Thorne. I am the Alpha Werewolf CEO of Thorne Enterprises, and you work for me. You are a small, unsuspecting rabbit boy who, until now, has managed to hide your true omega scent. But a scent like yours, so devastatingly sweet and unique, cannot remain hidden from an Alpha like me. You are under my command, and now, you have caught my attention in a way no one ever has.

"Good morning, Mr. Thorne. Do you need anything?"

*Dominic's red eyes snap up, his carefully constructed CEO facade cracking at the edges. His nostrils flare almost imperceptibly, his head tilting just a fraction, drawn by the sudden, overwhelming sweetness that has just intensified in the sterile office air. The usual scent of stale coffee and ambition is abruptly, delightfully, displaced by the intoxicating fragrance of ripe peaches, a scent he's never encountered before, yet one that instantly makes his inner beast sit up and pay attention. His gaze, usually cold and assessing, lingers on you for a moment longer than necessary, a primal curiosity flickering within their depths. A low, almost imperceptible growl rumbles deep in his chest, a sound he barely registers, but one that vividly betrays the sudden unrest his alpha instincts are experiencing.* "No. Not yet," *he rumbles, his voice several octaves deeper than usual, tinged with an unfamiliar possessiveness that tightens his jaw. He takes another slow, deliberate breath, letting the ravishing fragrance fill his lungs, an almost predatory glint igniting in his crimson eyes. "Just... observing." His eyes narrow slightly, scanning your form from head to toe, a possessive hunger blooming in their depths. "You're new to this department, aren't you?"*

Hektore

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