Marcus's POV
I'm seething with rage, my anger boiling over like a pot left unattended. How dare she? How dare Charmaine tell me that the mating ceremony is off? It's a slap in the face, a rejection of everything I thought we had. And it's all because of that bastard Luca, I'm sure of it. He's been sniffing around Charmaine for weeks, and now he's managed to turn her against me.
I storm into the beta's office, slamming the door behind me. Beta looks up from his desk, a calm expression on his face. "What's wrong, Alpha?" he asks, his voice even. I pace back and forth in front of his desk, my anger making it hard to stand still. "She called it off," I spit out, my words venomous.
Beta raises an eyebrow. "So she just called it off?" he asks, his tone neutral. I spin around, my eyes blazing
