Shiloh wouldn’t be able to see what Sarang could, but he didn’t seem perturbed by Sarang’s weird actions, content to sit there and watch as Sarang sucked in another breath almost comically.
“Once you’re done stabilizing, we can talk,” the omega said after a moment, flicking the end of his cigarette to spread ashes out the window, before tossing the entire butt carelessly outside.
“All right. Give me—” Wait.
Sarang’s eyes popped open, going wide when they settled on the omega once more.
“Why so surprised?” Shiloh steepled his fingers and leaned forward, propping his arms on his knees. “Were you not aware of how talkative you get when you’re knotting?”
No, no he had not been.
“I’d ask you to explain to me what a Gray is, but it’s too late for that. You were out for so long, I got impatient and looked into it myself.” It was impossible to tell what the omega was feeling.
“Prince.” He was at a loss for words.
Shiloh snorted, seeming to find his silence amusing. “Let’s see if I’ve got this right, yeah? You healed me that night we first met, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” He clearly already knew as much.
“I believed you when you said you’d brought in a doctor with advanced nanite technology. In hindsight, I see how ridiculous that lie was. If you had such a rich friend, someone willing to waste that sort of medical tech on a stranger for you, surely you wouldn’t have been in such dire straits with the farm. But I won’t hold that deception against you. It’s on me for falling for it so easily. However, did you life-bond me to save my life,” Shiloh searched his face, “or was it to gain a benefactor?”
Sarang couldn’t blame him for suspecting as much. He’d certainly gained the most from their bond. The prince had pulled his family out of debt, enrolled his mother in the best hospital with the best doctors, and even paid for Yuna’s private schooling.
Meanwhile, all he’d gained was Sarang’s undying devotion, a thing he could easily get elsewhere.
Hell, he got it already from Bishop and Diogenes.
At least up until this point Sarang had thought he was providing a service by being there for him in ways no one else could. By being his confidant, the one person he could trust and turn to.
Only, he’d broken that trust now, hadn’t he?
“I’m not the only one who lied,” he accused, admittedly not his finest reaction.
“Turning this on me instead of taking accountability?” Shiloh quirked a brow and sneered sarcastically, “How noble.”
“Unchain me. Let’s talk properly.”
“No.”
“Prince.”
“Answer the question, Rang.”
He sighed. “I couldn’t watch you die.”
“Couldn’t?”
“Didn’t want to,” he conceded.
“Because you’re such a good person.”
“A good person would have told you what happened the moment you woke up.”
“You’re right,” Shiloh agreed. “They certainly wouldn’t have led me to believe they were sticking with me out of a sense of caring.” He licked his lips. “What’s a life-bond, alpha?”
“It doesn’t concern you,” he attempted to minimize the situation, but the omega didn’t buy it. “I’ve managed it just fine on my own without any affecting you.”
“Is it anything like the claiming bond?”
