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Who are these people?
The spooky guy isn't drinking and hasn't said anything, but he leans forward toward fancy suit and his omega and clasps his hands. "Terra Vitae is ready to move on this," he says. "Tests have been...mixed. But if we had a larger population to try it on..."
"Doesn't matter," the omega says with a dismissive flick of her wrist, diamonds at her throat glinting like stars. "As long as it works on some people."
I linger a moment longer than I should, curiosity sinking its claws deep. I don't even realize I've been at the door, listening, until it's too late.
But then there's a shift, the scrape of a chair.
Suddenly all eyes are on me.
The room goes silent except for the thrumming of my pulse in my ears.
"Did the door stop working, or have you been sticking your nose where it doesn't belong?" fancy suit says from behind me, his voice cold.
Panic flares bright and hot in my chest, but I school my features into calm indifference. "Sorry--I was just trying to balance my tray," I murmur, feigning ignorance. "My apologies."
The politician--Mr. Irving--clears his throat. "We can't have any loose ends, Mr. Rossi."
Rossi...and this must be the other brother.
Caius.
The Eclipse boss, and the most dangerous man in Pacific City--accompanied by the omega who supposedly goes everywhere, his wife, Lianna.
I swallow hard, willing my knees not to buckle as my thoughts race. I'm trapped here in Dreamland, the castle in the clouds...but if I drop my tray now and toss the drinks at them, I have a fighting chance at escaping with the help of my allies.
The other girls...Oberon.
Oberon would help me.
"We could kill her, or you could take her off our hands," Caius says. "It must be hard to find a willing omega these days in Solstice Bay."
The words slice through the thick tension in the room, and I can't help but flinch. Caius's command is a death sentence, his voice devoid of emotion, as if he's ordering another drink rather than my kidnapping by whoever this Irving guy is. I turn around slowly, straightening my shoulders.
"Wait," I choke out, the word more a gasp than anything coherent. "You don't have to do this."
Caius just stares, his gaze unwavering, cold. He looks like his brother, but older andwrong. Lianna shifts beside him, her lips curled in a cruel smile that says she's enjoying this far too much. Trent folds his arms across his chest, the finality in his posture telling me he's done negotiating.
"She's welcome in the Garden," the spooky guy says.
I back away, my hands raised in a useless gesture of defense. My heart hammers against my ribs, each beat a drum of impending doom. Logic screams at me to run, to fight, to do something other than stand here waiting for death, but my body is a traitor frozen in fear.
"I did ask Eddy to send someone he wouldn't miss," Caius says. "We've been given permission to do whatever we want with her."
Fucking Eddy--I should have known he had it out for me after I ratted him out to Nero.
"Please," I rasp, the word scraping my throat raw. "Listen to me—"
"Get it over with," Lianna sighs, as if she's bored by the whole affair.
Caius stands, pulling a blade out of a holster in his suit jacket, the sound impossibly loud in the silence that follows her command. I watch, detached, as if this is happening to someone else.
This can't be how it ends.
Not here.
Not like this.
