The Twilight Promenade pack house was in uproar when Tobias returned. The omega servants were rushing around with expressions of trepidation on all of their faces. Two servants rushed past him before he finally caught one at the elbow long enough to tell him what was going on.
“Prince Lawrence and Prince Reginald have returned from their grand tour, sir!” the Omega maid he’d caught hold of spilled in a flustered rush. Her curls were coming loose from the dainty white cap on her head.
“I see.” Toby said, his mouth running a little dry.
Prince Reginald rarely returned to the main pack house. Although the papers had always treated him as the world’s first bachelor, a dashing womanizer despite his age, every time Tobias had seen him - the few times that he had - his impression had always be
