Visiting The Chosen

“Alpha,” Doc says as he lowers his head in respect, then hugs me. He pulls back suddenly, sniffing the air, then looks at me. He moves my hair from my neck and grins. “I’m so happy for you,” he says with a wink.

I blush and brush my hair back over my mark. “Thanks,” I mumble.

“Covering it will not hide anything,” he says with a chuckle. “And there’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“I’m not ashamed,” I tell him. “I just don’t think it needs to be announced to everyone.”

“The entire pack will know by the end of the day, Alpha. Your scent has changed, and everyone is going to be thrilled.”

“I didn’t notice,” I say, sniffing myself.

“Where is Alpha Andreas? I should check on him to see if there have been any changes to his condition.”

“He’ll be here in a moment,” I tell him. “How are the chosen doing?” I ask, changing the subject.