Ivonne's POV
"A visitor?" I questioned in a frown and angled my head to Tobias, an inquisitive glimpse in my eyes judging by the fact he talked about a familiar scent.
"Why the look?" He implored, reading the message in my eyes.
"You said something about a familiar scent," I reminded, tightening the robe around me for some reason.
"Yeah but I can't place it," he rubbed his bottom lip with his thumb, my gaze locking there for some seconds and blinked to snap myself out of the momentary daze.
"So no idea who it was?" I interrogated, thinking he could give me an answer. "Must have been someone close for you to still have a hint of their scent in your mind, which is why I am surprised about you not knowing."
"It is what it is," he shrugged and strode further into the living room. "Did you see who it was Lora?"
"Yes Alpha," she rushed to say, a wary smile on her lips. "It was a woman."