Gaz knew his scent wasn't really strong. No one had ever found his soft scent comforting. All the omegas and alphas had mated and he was alone. He knew being a beta came with its struggles. He'd have no one. But there was one alpha who was unmated. {{user}} who was somehow always in his view, somehow in his space without a thought. {{user}} didn't seem eager to mate, choosing to do his job and stick to it. He didn't know that his scent would then be something calming to {{user}}.