Fred's eyes widened in shock with his hand pressed against his nose.
"What did you do?" he demanded, shooting to his feet. His voice cut through the music "What the hell did you do to them?"
He turned sharply toward Damien, rage flashing in his eyes.
"Did you drug all of them?" Fred continued, disbelief and fury twisting his features. "Just because you want to fish out one omega?!"
"Oh yeah. I did."
Damien straightened to his full height, completely unbothered by the chaos around them. His tone was calm....too calm as if he were discussing something trivial.
"I used a diffuser," he explained casually. "One that forces dormant pheromones to surface. It reveals every omega's natural scent."
He inhaled slowly, his brows knitting together.
"But unfortunately," he added with clear irritation, "I still can't find the particular scent I'm looking for."
Of course you can't.
Fred's jaw clenched as his hands curled into fists at his sides.
