Domina's pov:
I walked into the ballroom with Markus at my arm. The Alphas greeted me. The Lunas stayed clear of me. Two golden chairs were set up on the stage. I sat on my throne chair. Markus sat in the other. I watched and sniffed the air for the next reaping. Tundra will lock on the Alpha and mind-link him that he is chosen. Then, I will announce to everyone the chosen Alpha and Luna.
"Smell anything yet?" Markus whispered.
"No," I murmured.
I turned my head to face Markus. "Have you chosen a lady yet?"
"No." He said softly.
"Why not?"
"Because I'm in love with you. Why can't we be together? No offense. Your ladies just don't do it for me. I want you."
"Markus, we can not be. You know that. Your pup is due any day now. You need a Luna."
"Fine. Find me someone who's my age. I d
