Chapter 49
The air inside was thick with the pheromones of extreme alphas and omegas. It was the same familiar scent Grayson had grown used to, but today, it felt strangely uncomfortable. Perhaps it was because, as the host had said, it had been "a long time."
Grayson sat at the bar, drinking and scanning his surroundings. At pheromone parties, the host usually provides a number of partners to fulfill the purpose of releasing pheromones. Some came out of curiosity, others simply enjoyed sex, but most were there as part of their job.
Dealing with a pheromone-drenched extreme alpha like Grayson wasn’t something one could do without serious preparation. The risk was too high if someone was just looking to satisfy their curiosity. Therefore, the people who were regularly brought to these parties were typically the same. Grayson had a strict rule: he didn’t sleep with the same partner twice. This created a problem here.
He had always brought his own partners or released pheromones to new ones he met that day, though occasionally, he returned empty-handed. To prepare for these times, Grayson had often released his pheromones in advance, which was always a wise choice. Even if he skipped a few parties, it didn’t cause significant issues.
That’s why he was here today. There was no way of knowing when he might meet the love of his life, so if he didn’t regulate his pheromones properly, he might not even be in his right mind when that time came. Such a horrifying situation had to be avoided at all costs.
Even if it wasn’t his destined mate, he could always sleep with someone.
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He’d done that countless times before. Sometimes, even with a partner, he would release pheromones to another for a one-night fling. He’d always done it that way, and he’d never felt bored or burdened by it. Even when it was done mechanically, he didn’t mind it.
But today, why did he feel so unmotivated?
In front of him, all kinds of debauchery and chaos were taking place, yet he felt no excitement. All he could think about was releasing his pheromones and then going home to rest.
This wasn’t like him.
Suddenly, he felt the gaze of someone on him. Turning his head, he immediately locked eyes with a young man with a youthful face. The revealing outfit, exposing more than half of his chest, clearly marked him as an omega. As he approached Grayson, the familiar scent of an omega’s pheromones lingered.