Rhaella's POV.

Michael ignored her questions completely. His eyes just stayed locked on me.

And I looked away first.

“What business do you have with him?” he demanded, already moving closer.

Sylvia shifted impatiently on the couch.

“Okay, seriously, I'm lost here,” she said, looking between us.“Can one of you stop acting cryptic and explain what's going on?”

Michael exhaled slowly, like he was carefully deciding how much to reveal.

Then he finally spoke.

“He’s the man behind the MTQ system.”

Sylvia blinked a couple of times. “What… what are you talking about?”

“I’m saying he oversees the transfer of omegas into Lycranox,” Michael explained carefully, his voice grim. “Everything...