Chapter 101 The Alphamaja's Selection Ii

• I let my eyes drift across the ballroom again, tracking the elegant glide of violet and silver as the Alphamaja continued her calculated dance through the crowd. She was currently speaking to the twenty-sixth woman, at least, that was my count, and the space between her and me was beginning to shrink with terrifying precision.
• She moved like she had all the time in the world.
• Her every step was deliberate, her posture was perfect, and her voice had a quiet lilt of curiosity and command. And the women bloomed under her gaze like they were desperate for her approval.