Lost

“Liam is just being polite,” Julian said. “He’ll say that even if he secretly agrees with me.”

“I will not,” Liam said before taking in a sharp breath. He took his hand off Devlin’s arm and all but ran forward. “Oh my! This is amazing!”

Devlin’s gaze followed Liam.

It was a giant sea exhibit, filled with various water predators from all over the Union. Sharks—and big creatures that looked a lot like sharks—were battling it out, with smaller fish trying to hide among the picturesque caves. A huge white shark tore into the blue one right before their eyes, coloring the water with blood.

“This is sick,” Julian grumbled. “Figures that Liam would like that.”

Amused, Devlin smiled, but when he glanced at Julian, he looked genuinely nauseated, his face pale.

Frowning, Devlin hesitated. A glance at Liam confirmed that he wasn’t going to leave the sea exhibit anytime soon: the golden-haired omega was gesticulating animatedly as he talked to their guide.

“Let’s go,” he said, steering Julian awa