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Timothy and Daniel were from the O’Connor clan, while Andrew and John were from Fergal’s clan. That made sense because Rhene had already met all the delegates from the Murphys.
“What are you guys up to this morning? Any fun stuff planned?” Rhene asked.
John shrugged. “We’re not attending the afternoon meetings, so we have a whole day off. Andrew and I were thinking of maybe going hunting. They have reindeer here, and I haven’t had one in a long time.”
“That sounds like fun. What about you two?” Rhene asked the other two guys.
“We’ll probably spend a few hours in the red tent,” Daniel said.
Timothy grinned. “I heard they have some real beauties this time.”
“What’s the red tent?” Rhene asked.
The other men shared a look that made him a little uncomfortable. Were they setting him up for something?
“Why don’t you find out for yourself?” Andrew said. “It’s all the way at the back of the camp. You can’t miss it. It’s the only red tent. Who knows, you might want to spend some time there yourself.”
Their raucous laughter made Rhene even more suspicious, but he kept his face blank. “Thanks for the tip. I’ll make sure to stop by.”
The men left shortly after that, and Rhene finished his breakfast. After returning the plates to the omega who had served him, which earned him an incredulous look, he washed his hands and wandered off.
The camp was much bigger than it looked from the outside, but maybe there was some magic at work? It sure seemed like it. It had a shimmering quality that made it feel almost like a dream, like a mirage in the desert.
The four clans each had their own corner, neatly separated and cordoned off by ropes. That wouldn’t stop anyone from trespassing, but Rhene suspected those ropes had some magic attached, so he stayed away from them.
Wherever he went, curious stares followed him, and no one greeted him, but that didn’t surprise him. Finally, he made it to the back of the camp, where a massive red tent stood apart from the others. The men hadn’t been lying when they’d said it was hard to miss. Among all the camouflaged tents, this one stood out like a sore thumb. Something about the red velvet curtain at the entrance made Rhene’s hair stand on end. What was this? What was going on here?
He walked over. From inside the tent, soft voices spoke whispered words he couldn’t make out. Not alphas, then. All the dragon alphas Rhene had met were loud, except his mate. Even Erwan’s brothers spoke in booming voices. Maybe it was a dragon thing. So who was whispering inside that tent?
Rhene took a good look around him, making sure no one was nearby, jogged over to the entrance, pushed the curtain aside, and slipped inside. It took a couple of seconds for his eyes to adjust to the dim light provided by a couple of red lamps.
The tent was set up like a rectangle, with a hallway in the middle and what looked to be small sections on both long sides, each separated by more red velvet curtains. Most of them were drawn open, showing off a bed with a nightstand next to it. Plush red rugs were the only other decoration.
What was up with all the red in here? It was almost like…
His heart skipped a beat. No. No, that couldn’t be. They wouldn’t be so crass as to…
“Welcome to the red tent, alpha.”
Rhene turned around at that seductive whisper. The female dragon omega in front of him was beautiful, with long blonde hair that danced around her shoulders, legs for days, round soft hips, and a generous C-cup. All clearly visible through her see-through négligée that left nothing to the imagination.
“Hi,” he managed.
“My name is Sheila. Are you interested in male or female companionship?”
Oh god, oh god, oh god. Was this what he thought it was? But what else could it be? Her question confirmed it. He swallowed. “Male, please.”
She raised her eyebrows but quickly concealed her surprise. “Any preference for a type?”
He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t play this game. But if he walked away now, he wouldn’t know what was going on here. And he couldn’t ask her, not until he knew if he could trust her. For all he knew, she was complicit in all this. No, he had to be one on one with an omega.
“Not really. Anyone will do.”
She nodded and snapped her fingers. “Travis.”
As if he’d been waiting, an omega appeared from behind one of the curtains. He was beautiful, but when he looked up, his eyes were empty, devoid of any emotion. Rhene was looking at his body, but the omega’s mind had long since checked out. If he tried to talk to him, he wouldn’t get anywhere.
“He looks a little too timid. Do you have anyone with a little spunk?”
