Page 64 of The Omega Princess

“He has a security detail, right?” I stepped out of my pants.

“Okay, then, get naked,” said Prince Rohan.

“Sorry,” I said, snatching up a pair of boxers. “Didn’t mean to offend you.”

“I guess you’re fucking each other?” said Rohan in a tight voice.

“You knew this,” said Devlin, annoyed.

I was putting on pants. “I work for the palace in security, and I can assure you, we don’t let you guys just go wherever you want, all on your own—”

“He’ll have ditched them,” said Devlin. “He wouldn’t be able to get into so much trouble if he wasn’t adept at getting away from security.”

Actually, he was right. With the alphas, it wasn’t always so easy to resist them, which was something that nobody who worked in the palace ever wanted to acknowledge aloud, however. If a bodyguard lost an alpha, he’d be blamed, but he usually wouldn’t be fired, just reassigned elsewhere. I had worked mostly with the Queen, not with Devlin, so I didn’t know if Devlin was particularly difficult to wrangle, but it stood to reason. “So, where do we start looking?”

“I was hoping you might have some way to track him or something,” said Devlin. “You’re, like, ex-military and employed as a bodyguard by the Queen, and…”

“Track him?” I buttoned my pants. “To track someone, you have to put a tracker on them.”

“Right,” said Rohan. “Well, glad we brought your boyfriend into this—”

“Hey,” I said. “I care about Eleri, and if she’s in danger—”

“Right, obviously,” muttered Rohan. “Because he probably already let you knot her.”

“No,” I said. “No, not exactly.”

“He’s in this,” said Devlin to Rohan. “I was kind of hoping you two would…” He looked back and forth between the two of us.

“What, get along?” said Rohan, looking me over. “Don’t count on it.”

I stiffened, surveying him. “Okay, well, whatever, man. I don’t have anything against you. I don’t know you. I don’t—”

“It’s me,” said Devlin. “He and I… it’s complicated.”

“It’s not. It’s simple,” countered Rohan. “I like him more than he likes me.”

“That’s not fucking true,” said Devlin.

I folded my arms over my chest. “Eleri?”

“Yes,” said Devlin.

“Yes,” said Rohan.

“Well, look, I’m not exactly a detective or anything,” I said. “But I think, when people are missing, you go and investigate to try to figure out where they are. Who would know where Sinclair would take her?”

They both gazed at me blankly.

“Does he have friends? People he talks to?”

Rohan shrugged. “I don’t know.”

Devlin scratched the side of his neck. “I steer clear of him. I have no idea about what he does with this time.”

“Great,” I said. “Well, who would know how he spends his time?”

Neither of them said anything.

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