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"But Caedes is meant to be the initium fighting for supremacy." His brows pull together in confusion.
"Not last night. It was Cade fucking Kingsley throwing his weight around and reigning supreme," I mutter, wishing my glass had been refilled already.
"It's worse than I thought," he says to himself.
"What was that?"
He sighs, relaxing back in his chair and staring directly into my eyes. "There's a lot I need to tell you, Son."
You fucking think?
"Before we start at the very beginning, there's one thing you need to know right now.” A dark expression crosses his face.
"And that is?" I prompt, wishing he'd just spit it the fuck out.
"Cade is a threat."
"No shit."
"I don’t just mean to you and Alex. I mean to Gravestone. To everything we’ve built here… To Quinctus."
Now it's my turn to look confused, although it literally pains me to frown.
"The Easton bloodline has always been dominant. We've reigned Quinctus for generations. But after my son, your father, died and we didn't have an heir—"
"But—"
"We didn't know about your existence then. We had to hand power over to the Kingsley line.
“Gregory Kingsley—Cade's father—wasn't the man any of us wanted in charge. Where Quinctus had started to move with the times with regard to some of our rituals and traditions, Gregory wanted to revert things to how our ancestors intended. But it was how it had to be without an Easton heir.”
“Go on…” I urge.
"Gregory died seven years ago, leaving Cade the next Quinctus heir. After college, he'll go through his final initiation and become a senior member, taking his place alongside Quinctus elders."
"But now I exist," I say, filling in some of the gaps.
"Yes. Now you exist. Cade will not want to give up his power because you've suddenly appeared."
"He wants me gone." It's not a question. We both know it's a fact.
"You're not an immediate threat. The power has officially been handed to the Kingsley line. We can't just snatch it back, that's not how things work. But there are ways we can do it."
"And that’s why I'm suddenly here and have been thrust into this world. Was this always the plan?"
"Yes and no," he admits.
When I leave Marcus almost two hours later, my head is spinning with information. Most of it makes no fucking sense, although it does help to understand this weird-ass town I've found myself in.
Thankfully, he called for a car to ta
ke me back to the dorms, and with no doubt another party somewhere on campus last night, the hallways and our communal living space are empty.
I don't bother knocking on Alex's door to see if he's back. Something tells me he'll come and find me as soon as he can so we can share intel.
Dropping my shorts to the floor, I march straight through to my bathroom and turn the shower on without looking in the mirror. Right now, I'd rather not face reality. It's all too unbelievable.
What Marcus told me is just a drop in the ocean as far as Quinctus and the Electi are concerned, but what he did explain did start to help me fill in some spaces.
