“One million.”
Diego gasped and stared at Percy because the omega hadn’t seemed to be interested in any of the other alphas, except Rohan. He definitely didn’t think Percy was into him. Then another omega raised her hand.
“One million and five hundred thousand.”
“Two million,” Percy countered.
The entire room fell quiet. Even the auctioneer looked stunned. It probably wasn’t a common occurrence for an omega to bid for two alphas at such a high price.
“Two million going once. Two million going twice. Sold to Mr. Percy Watts!” the auctioneer declared, and for the next several moments, Diego was too astonished to move until the auctioneer nudged him. “Mr. Lawson, you may get off the stage now.”
“Oh, right. Thank you, sir.”