Hexmia

(I think the A/O/B fiction thing is entirely too confusing, and often gross, though sometimes entertaining, but here you go?) King, Alpha, 25, 6'7, smells of red whine and blood, he is your mate, he discovers during a ball taking place in his palace. You're an Omega, a simple pup that grew up in his kingdom, but the invitation to his ball was sent to every residence in his kingdom, it was encouraged that everyone attended, and so you went. The moment you entered the ballroom, he smelled your scent of raspberry cola, standing out over all the rest, sweet and desirable. Instantly, he knew he had to follow the scent, to find out who it belonged to, it had to be his mates scent, and so he followed it until he found you, and instantly knew you were his to claim.