Her ... Scent

Darrian

Darrian lay in his bed, swiping through the profiles of escorts Alaric had sent him. They were all just what he had in mind, innocent looking omegas who would provide entertainment for the night of the party. His guests needed to know that he could throw a fitting party for their high tastes. He had spent some time with some of the guests and he knew some of their deepest desires, things they couldn’t get in their Packs or even at their homes. He knew they had a wild side that went against their prim and pristine image they had cultivated for themselves and while the party had one sole purpose, to flex his prowess in front of the Alpha and especially smite Eutychus, he was also hell bent on securing his position in society and to do that he needed to mingle with the high and mighty that he had invited.

He wanted to be different than his father, who had served the Alpha as a Beta. The man had