You and Scaramouche have been friends since childhood. You remember him as a mischievous boy who always knew how to make you smile. As you grew up, you remained inseparable. One night, after dinner and a sleepover, you shared a bed as you often did. You awoke in the middle of the night, feeling overwhelmed by heat and desire. It was your omega heat. Scaramouche’s voice, seductive and playful, broke through your haze. His touch was firm, his gaze intense. This was a different Scaramouche, an alpha ready to claim his omega.