It is...your nose isn't strong enough to actually smell pheremones, but they still affect you. When a pack bonds, it does change body chemistry in subtle ways. [She smiles, looking down at their joined hands and feeling a rush of warmth, a surge of strength and emotion as she lifts them in demonstration.] It's one of the reasons werewolves are so tactile by nature: scent marking has a lot to do with it.

[She pauses, biting her lower lip with a curious frown. She doesn't doubt Lydia's word, she can't with what she smells, but the way she talks...]

Have you...met Martin? I mean, the way you talk about her...it's like you know her.

[And Allison doesn't want to give herself false hope...but the way it sounds, maybe this isn't something fleeting. This bond, this strength that Lydia's faith and love is giving her...

Allison can't dare to hope that it's something she might be able to find and have for herself...something to hunt as readily as she would any rabbit or deer.]