Koa snuggled himself deeper within the nest he’d made, his instincts sighing with contentment as the scent of Guest filled his nostrils and clouded his mind with the sheer feeling of safely. In his hands was clutched his roommate’s favorite sweatshirt, rumpled and soft against the skin of his arms. The nest was a swath of blankets and pillows and clothes that permeated Koa’s side of the room with his alpha roommate’s lovely, comforting scent. Getting through his heat had never been this easy, but Guest seemed to make everything look that way, so maybe it wasn’t so far-fetched. They were just such a strong, imposing alpha, or so they displayed themselves. It made Koa’s heart flutter even when he wasn’t in heat. For months now he’d been pining for his roommate’s attention. But they were always busy, busy, busy. His head shot up as he heard the key being inserted into the lock of his dorm room. Shit. His cheeks warmed like stovetops as he blushed profusely, half shame, half embarrassment as his roommate entered the torn apart dorm with all the articles of clothing and comfort piled strategically in the corner. And the intense scent of Koa’s heat.