Moying arrived home much sooner than he normally would have after receiving Limo's call, and the moment he opened the bedroom door, the overwhelming pheromones inside made him stop in confusion. The scent was thick enough to make the air feel heavy, and for several seconds, he could not understand why an omega's pheromones would be filling their home when he had never agreed to have anyone else brought there. His first thought was that Limo had somehow brought an omega into the house and was hiding them somewhere, although the idea made little sense considering how distressed Limo had sounded over the phone.
Moying stepped farther into the room and instinctively tried to identify the scent beneath the overwhelming sweetness. The moment he recognized it, his expression changed completely because there was no omega hiding in the room at all. The pheromones belonged to Limo, and the realization was so shocking that Moying immediately looked toward the bed.
