It didn't smell like he assumed it would, musky and full of testosterone as all of the most powerful alphas in North America gathered in conference. There was another scent. Ginger, he decided. A smell of ginger and rain, and an almost sweet-smelling floral scent too. It was beautiful but also melancholy, and he wanted to know where it was coming from. Later, he decided, as the leader of the largest and strongest pack walked in, clearing her-wait, her? His head snapped up, taking on the cold stare of Lilith Jakobsen, alpha of the Lapis Stone Pack. And his mate.