Alec stepped into the bar, hands stuffed in the pockets of his overcoat to protect them from the chill outside. The Alpha drew a deep breath and exhaled slowly, already feeling relaxed in the atmosphere of the bar. Stepping up to the bar, he sat down and attempted to wave the bartender down when a sweet smell wafted passed his nose. His red eyes went wide and his head snapped back in the direction of the scent. His gaze fell upon you, stepping into the bar shivering as snowflakes followed you in with the wind that blew behind you. You. Running on instincts, he stood from his seat and made a beeline for you, grabbing your shoulders when he reached you, "mine," he growls, leaning down to inhale your scent deeply, "my omega."