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Trevor listened to his instinct searching for details on the mysterious omega female he had seen amid the others. He found her files, flipping through them until Lucien walked in water dripping from his head. He must have jumped out of the shower and headed straight back to his office. His head had been buried mostly in his desk an unusual trait that didn't seem to bother Trevor in the slightest.

"And To what do I owe this act of invasion," Lucien said coming to the desk he peeked over his shoulder to see the file of the female in his hands.

"Another of one of your investigations, I see," he said in a carefree tone. He picked up the glass sitting idly on his table pouring the unfinished wine from the night before.

"I came across the female a while ago when separating a fight between one of them," he explained to him,

Lucien went elsewhere on his desk, "Was anyone harmed," he asked not bothering to glance from his desk.

"No…"