Alpha’s Blood Mate
Valerian murmured.
Clicking on the address, he ran a search and pulled up what the building was officially listed as. The name appeared on the screen, and I let out a short laugh. Those arrogant bastards.
"Royal Time Seed Lab," Valerian read. "The internet says it's supposed to be something like a Monsanto type of operation. Breeding specialty crop seeds for commercial farmers. I seriously doubt that. Let me cross-reference this with my research on the royals' holdings." A few clicks later, Valerian grinned to himself. "Yup, they own this place. This has to be it, guys."