Scent Of Desire
A World Without Scent
The world I was born into revolves around scent—pheromones dictate power, attraction, and instinct.
Alphas' have outstanding abilities, high status in society and possess both Beauty and Intelligence.
Betas' are normal people who serve as the balance in society.
Omegas' possess secondary abilities, Beauty and are bound to be loved by an Alpha.
Alphas' can recognize their fated mate's pheromone .
Betas' find their lifelong partners by interactions.
Omegas' on the other hand navigate life though their enhanced senses.
Adrian Frost (ML)
They say an Alpha without his senses is no Alpha at all.
Adrian Frost (ML)
But what happens when an Alpha loses the very thing that defines him?
Adrian Frost (ML)
The aroma of morning coffee, the sharp bite of rain in the air, the intoxicating traces of Omegas passing by.
Adrian Frost (ML)
It was all gone.
Adrian Frost (ML)
I had long since forgotten what hunger felt like.
Adrian Frost (ML)
It had been over a decade since I had last smelled anything.
Adrian Frost (ML)
A rare neurological condition had stolen my sense of smell and taste.
Adrian Frost (ML)
Leaving me cut off from one of the most defining aspects of being an Alpha.
A Life Without Flavor
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Adjust his cuff links as he strode into his office)
Elias Hazel (Assistant)
Good morning Mr. President
Adrian Frost (ML)
Good morning
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Scanning the reports laid out by his assistant.)
Elias Hazel (Assistant)
Come in
Elias Hazel (Assistant)
Sir your lunch is ready.
Unknown
(Setting a covered dish, steam still curling from its edges.)
Elias Hazel (Assistant)
(Briefs about Adrian's schedule)
Elias Hazel (Assistant)
The gala organised by Mr.Warren begins in the evening.
Elias Hazel (Assistant)
That will be all.
Elias Hazel (Assistant)
(leaves)
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Gaze flicked to the tray sitting on his desk.)
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Opens it)
A perfectly seared steak cooked to perfection.
Aged, seasoned, seared at the ideal temperature.
A meal meant to be experienced.
He cut into it, watching the pink center glisten under the lighting.
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Takes a bite)
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Expressionless)
Adrian Frost (ML)
It tastes like nothing
Adrian Frost (ML)
Nothing at all
Adrian Frost (ML)
Just like always
Adrian Frost (ML)
The texture was there—the tenderness of the meat, the slight crisp of the seared edges—but there was no taste.
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Continues eating)
Adrian Frost (ML)
"I had long since forgotten what hunger felt like."
Adrian Frost (ML)
"Not the gnawing emptiness in my stomach"
Adrian Frost (ML)
"I still ate out of necessity"
Adrian Frost (ML)
"I ate because he had to, not because I wanted to."
Adrian Frost (ML)
"Steak, pasta, desserts—everything was the same."
Adrian Frost (ML)
"Texture, temperature, weight on my tongue."
Adrian Frost (ML)
"No salt. No sweetness. No indulgence."
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Finishes his meal)
Excuse me
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Enters)
Warren Valentine (ML friend)
It's been a while since I have seen you.
Adrian Frost (ML)
Yeah, it's been a while since I have seen you without your fu*k buddies.
Warren Valentine (ML friend)
(Annoyed)
Warren Valentine (ML friend)
Have there been any improvement?
Adrian Frost (ML)
My eyes were good until I had seen you.
Warren Valentine (ML friend)
(Ticked off)
Waiter
(Brings a tray of whiskey filled glasses)
Warren Valentine (ML friend)
(Picks two glasses ) I guess I should not annoy you more.
Warren Valentine (ML friend)
(Handover a glass to Adrian)
Adrian Frost (ML)
(frowns and takes the glass)
Warren Valentine (ML friend)
(Whispers in Adrian's ear) Have a good night Mr.Adrian Frost.
Warren Valentine (ML friend)
(Walks away)
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Disgusted)
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Stands near the balcony)
Adrian Frost (ML)
The gala is a waste of my time.
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Nurses the glass of whiskey)
Adrian Frost (ML)
This is tasteless.
Adrian watches the sea of elegantly dressed elites mingle.
Business partners, investors, socialites—they all blended into the same dull crowd.
Adrian Frost (ML)
(Exhales slowly)
The weight of the evening presses down on him.
It was suffocating, the expectation to socialize, to charm, to be the alpha they all thought he was.
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