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“Probably realized Channing isn’t fit for the job,” Ashton says, and Channing flips him off.
“Fuck you, man. I’ve got more right to be here than you.”
The air crackles with tension, and I get the sense that perhaps the Electi aren’t as united as they make out.
“Ashton’s here because I want him here,” Cade says. “Q can go fuck themselves if they think a Rexford or Easton heir changes anything. Channing has Rexford blood, that’s all that matters.”
I catch Sasha’s eye, a million and one questions running through my head. I always thought Quinctus ruled Gravestone, but Cade talks like he holds all the power. She shakes her head discreetly and I press my lips together, swallowing the other questions I want answers to.
“What did you do with them?” she asks. “After you beat the shit out of them.”
“You’re not upset over a little blood are you, Sash?” Brandon teases, and she flips him off.
“Just wondering is all.”
“They’re learning their place.” Cade moves around me and snags a pastry from the plate. I have no idea who prepared all this food, but I can’t imagine the Electi did it.
Just then, Tim comes running into the kitchen. He stops sharply when he sees me and arches a brow at Cade.
“She’s with me.” He pins him with a hard look. “Whatever you’ve got to say, spit it out.”
“We’ve got a problem… with the… rats.”
“The rats?” Ashton smirks. “What kind of problem?”
“They’re gone.”
“Gone?” Cade shoots upright. “What do you mean, they’re gone? They were supposed to be locked up.”
I wince. They’re not talking about rats at all. They’re talking about Bexley and Alex.
Cade scrubs a hand down his face and lets out a frustrated breath. “You two,” he moves closer to Ashton and Brandon, keeping his voice low, “go with Tim…” His words become inaudible over the blood roaring in my ears.
They all glance at me, but I pretend to be eating my breakfast. Then the t
hree of them march out of the room, taking the air with them.
“Everything okay?” I ask Cade.
“Nothing for you to worry about, babe.” He winks. “But I’m going to need to take care of this. Sasha and Channing will make sure you get back to your dorm okay.”
“Sure.”
His eyes drop to my lips and I hold my breath, silently hoping he won’t kiss me.
“Cade, man, let’s go,” someone yells through the house, and he backs away from me.
“I’ll see you soon, Mia.”
My stomach twists at his words. “Bye.”
Cade runs his thumb over his lower lip before spinning on his heel and taking off after his friends.
“They had them down there?” Sasha pins Channing with a look of disbelief.
“Leave it,” he warns her, and hurt etches into her expression.
“Fuck you, Chan.” Sasha slides off her stool, the legs scraping against the tiles. “Fuck you.” She flees the kitchen, leaving me with Channing.
