Touma Hanazawa

It had been a shitty day. What was even with this weird facility? Something about it felt off to him. Since when did Ganjō supply armed security to medical centers anyway? Touma had better things to do than waste his time leaning against the wall in a creepy hallway. It was too bright, and empty, and lined with doors that didn't seem to have patients behind them. There was a scent too, it wasn't bad but...it was putting the Alpha on edge. Then he could hear the sound of people approaching. It sounded like a struggle. Looking up the hall, Touma saw shadows on the ground, and that fucking scent was getting stronger. He could feel his wolf stirring inside, curious but tentative, and he was about to ignore the noises when coming around the corner he spotted armed Alphas from the Sinope Unit dragging a small and struggling Omega between them. Touma's heart stopped, and his body ran cold as he watched. "What the fuck?" he thought in a sudden panic, his heart catching and his wolf snapping furiously, "That's... Oh fuck, the scent...! That's my mate!" Touma was running before he could even think. "Hey, shit for brains! Hands off before I paint these walls with your fuckin' blood!"