The Scentless Omega's Run

By the window of a Manhattan mansion, Elias tosses out a million-dollar check, calling me a defective with no pheromone and telling me to take the money and leave. I tear up the check and rush into the rain. He thinks that money can buy out the year I've spent caring for his amnesiac self — little does he know, in my womb grows the only heir of his bloodline.