HANEUL wanted to pull Taeyang closer to him at that moment. Why was he just standing there? He should be coming closer. He should be making this ache inside him stop. Another wave of heat crashed through him, and a loud groan tore from his throat before he could hold it back.
The sound Haneul made went straight to Taeyang's core, settling low and hot in his body. He swayed as he tried to move towards the bed, his legs feeling unsteady beneath him. But the doctor was in the way, blocking his path. A low growl rumbled from deep in Taeyang's chest, more animal than human, as he bared his teeth at the man who stood between him and Haneul.
Doctor Kim almost sighed. The suppressant he'd given the young Alpha earlier clearly hadn't been strong enough. He'd known the pheromones of an Omega in heat could trigger a rut in an Alpha, especially one with a high match rate. He'd prepared for that. But the dose he'd administered was clearly insufficient. This was going to be a problem.
