Chapter 4

Sam

As Sam returned to his room, he hung his head in shame. What had he been thinking, shoving Toby up against a tree like that? He groaned with embarrassment at his creepy actions, surprising an omega who was passing him in the hallway.

"Sorry," he apologized, aware that he was emitting a strong, very troubled, thick scent.

The omega nodded and continued on her way, hurrying slightly, making Sam feel even worse. He decided to have a shower to sober up from the haziness of the beers and grabbed his towel and soap before finding a free shower cubicle. No one else was showering, so he had the shower room to himself. He soaped himself up under the hot water, cursing his stupid behavior and for letting his actions be led by his desire and not by rational thought. He untied his hair and let the water rinse and free the golden strands. As he relaxed, he heaved a sigh of relief, washing off his scent blockers that suppressed his powerful alpha scent – he had a very potent