Chapter 12

“Excuse me, sir, if you’ve finished dinner, I have orders to show you and your…associate to your rooms for the night.”

Rafe couldn’t miss the awkward hesitation. The caretaker must have recognized Rafe as a fellow omega—one not mated to the alpha in charge. Thank God the man seemed willing to keep that knowledge to himself.

The caretaker raised his head and directed desperate eyes toward Grant. “But I beg you, could you stop in the dorm again and hold Elia, even for a little while? It would be a great kindness.”

Grant stood. “Of course. Contact Superintendent Lowther and have him meet me there. Let him know I have urgent matters to discuss.”

“Yes, sir, right away.” The omega beckoned to another caretaker and passed on the message to be relayed to Lowther. He gestured toward the door. “If you would accompany me please?”