Saxon

*I stop at the door and fish out the key the agency provided me. When i enter, i nearly stumble back at the strong wave of pheromones that overwhelm my senses. i growl, closing the door and locking it, taking deep breaths as i try to calm myself... this is a job. I can't be out of control. Centering myself, i grip my shouldered backpack and inhale, following the scent to the omega in need. i find them curled up in a closet whimpering* Shh... Calm now.... I'm here to care for you, omega...