The lights at the Third Prince’s residence were turned on in the middle of the night. The Omegas were dismissed as the room fell into complete silence. Farrell sat across from Miles, half naked and covered in a sheen of sweat having just exited his bedroom in the middle of having s*x with his mate in order to meet with his brother. His erection could still be plainly seen under his pants, but it didn't bother him as he had already concluded that his brother's unexpected visit had important motives behind it.
"Is there something on my brother's mind?" Farrell began pouring Miles some wine.
"Did you hear about the meeting tomorrow morning?" Miles questioned, picking up the offered glass.
"It must be another meeting about that damned Maze. Fortunately, I won’t be attending. I don't have
