Chapter 50

Abrupt, he demanded, “Tell me.”

The woman smelled shaken in her own right, but did her best to appear calm. “Dianne is under the belief that you have brought her to something the Dean refer to as pleasure chambers… that you have grown bored of her and left her here to be used at will by other males willing to pay your fee. I do not think I need to describe what she anticipated would be done to her in these rooms.”

Chris’s face went ashen. “What?”

There was much to explain and the hall was not a proper location for what had to be shared. The Omega, her hair shorn close to her skull as a sign she refused to take a mate, led him to a small waiting room and gestured for him to sit.