036: The Heart Wants What it Wants!

Stepping out of her room, Seira strode down the hall to the stairs, a destination in mind. She legged down the stairs, straight to the living room, where she found who she was looking for, enthralled in a video game to catch a whiff of her wretched fragrance as she stood beside him.

"Mitchell..."

She called and the male bolted, his head sharply whirling to look at the Omega, however, his hand immediately went to seal his nose from huffing the nauseating scent prowling around the Omega. "Your distressed pheromones are causing aversion, Seira!"

Seira sough. "I'm sorry if it's affecting you but can I please use your phone, I need to call home," Her tone was hazy, could barely be heard.

Mitchell stood up, surveying the omega's dreary and sloppy form. Those bags were visible under her eyes, her unkempt hair, and her rumpled outfit. It was like she had been in the same outfit for days and sleeping in it. However, now that he thought of it, he realized he had been seeing less of the Ome