Seoha's POV
Kang Taesan stumbles into the office after pushing the door open with his shoulder.
His previously white shirt is now deep red from the bloodstains, my eyes are wide with shock as I watch him stagger into the space, bringing in the metallic smell of blood and alpha-like dominance.
This smell coming off him makes my omega whimper, he smells oddly…satisfied, like he is right where he wants to be…like bloodshed is his comfort zone.
"Get out- fuck" he curses as he moves too quickly and falls into the chair a guest should be occupying on a normal day.
The alpha doesn't seem to remember that I'm in the room as he rips his ruined shirt off himself and wipes the shirt across his chest, hissing through his teeth.
'Alpha, hurt' my omega whines inside me, urging me to move forward.
Without further hesitation, I get out of my chair and rush to his side to place my hands on his shoulders.
