Eva couldn't believe it.  Slowly she got to her knees, bring her face closer to his and sniffed, but he didn't smell any different.  "But why don't you spell like them?"  She asked innocently.  "I am so close to you, and I can barely smell much difference between you and I.  How is that possible?"  She stayed where she was looking into his eyes.  He didn't even have the appearance of the other Lycans.  What made him so different?