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‘Cool. That’s been really helpful. I have another thing to ask you.’
‘Yeah?’
‘What do you know about the Domini?’
‘Enough not to talk about them on the phone!’ she hissed and hung up.
Huh. Ok-ay, then. I’d have to find a space to fit in some face-to-face time with Elvira, but first I had a library to go to…
Chapter 25
My brother Ben was a smarty pants, so smart he’d gotten into Oxford University. He was just the guy I needed. I knocked on the door to his room.
‘Hang on,’ he called from inside, sounding flustered. ‘Wait a minute!’
There was muttering from inside and a flurry of activity. A minute later, Ben opened his door looking mussed; behind him, sitting with his legs crossed, was Noah. Ben was casually holding a folder in front of his crotch. I was grateful for that because I suspected it was hiding my brother’s hard-on and I didnotneed to see that in my lifetime.
‘Am I interrupting?’ I askedfauxsweetly.
‘Nope, not a thing, Alpha,’ Noah said, blushing.
My smile widened. Heh heh heh, fake dating my ass. I turned to Ben. ‘I need to go to Oxford, to the Bodleian. You want to come with me?’
He blinked. ‘Sure thing.’
‘Wonderful, let’s go.’
‘Now?’
‘Do you have somewhere else to be?’
Ben licked his lips, slid a look to Noah then shook his head. ‘I guess not.’
‘Fab. Let’s go.’ Because I was feeling a bit cowardly, I texted Greg rather than going to find him in our so-called dungeons. I didn’t want to see Kearns being tied up and beaten. It was easier to let bad shit happen if you didn’t have to see it with your own eyes, so there I was firmly looking the other way. And if it felt like my soul was shrivelling a little? Well, wasn’t that what happened to all leaders and politicians? Compromises had to be made, right?
We went around the back of the mansion to find a car. As we climbed in, Tarkers rounded the corner and frowned. ‘Your Majesty, you’re not leaving pack lands with only a newly turned wolf for protection, are you?’
I blinked. ‘Um. No?’
‘Great. I’ll come with you.’ He gave a sharp whistle and Debbie appeared. ‘We’re going with the Queen,’ he explained.
Debbie nodded. ‘Cool. Where to?’
Tarkers shrugged. ‘Wherever she needs tobe.’
‘Cool,’ Debbie said again and slid into the back seat of the Range Rover. Ben got behind the wheel and I climbed into the front passenger seat.
‘We’re going to the Bodleian,’ I said.
‘Nice,’ said Tarkers. ‘Are we going to see the Librarian?’
‘That’s the hope,’ I agreed.
‘He won’t see you if your question is shit, Your Maj.’
I gave him a flat look. ‘I’m aware of that, thank you, Tarkers.’
The weaselly man gave me a thumbs-up, ‘As long as you’re prepared for disappointment, we won’t fail.’
