Domina’s POV:
I walked into the ballroom with Markus at my side. 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 down beside me. I watched and sniffed the air for the next reaping. Tundra would lock onto the Alpha and mind-link him, letting him know that he was chosen. Then, I will announce the chosen Alpha and Luna to everyone.
“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 don’t do it for me. I want you.”
“Markus, we cannot be. You know that. Your pup is due any day now. You need a Luna.”
“Fine. Find
