A full minute passed before Robin's words fully processed in Haneul's mind. Fated mates? Did such a thing really exist? And it all depended on having a high pheromone match with someone?
The first question that surfaced once the concept settled: How exactly was pheromone compatibility measured?
Haneul wanted to ask Robin the same question, but something stopped him. It was understandable that he wouldn't know Alphas could smell differently to each Omega—after all, he'd only recently manifested, and he hadn't smelled pheromones before then. But something like how pheromone match rates were measured… wasn't that general knowledge? If he asked about that now, it would seem strange.
So he kept his mouth shut. But at the back of his mind, one fact kept nagging at him—Taeyang's scent had been... heavenly— no, that was too strong a word. Just... good. Unnervingly good.
He shoved the thought aside. Now wasn't the time to dwell on it. He'd revisit it later.
Much, much later.
