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“Leave her alone, Cain,” I said.

Cain’s fingers tightened just faintly around the glass, then relaxed. “Oh, fine. You heard Remington, little devil. No one wants to play with you tonight.”

“Great.”

“Dinner’s at seven,” he called after her as she headed for the door. “Try to look presentable. You’ve got someone’s blood on your shirt. Again.”

She didn’t bother to answer him.

I moved to close the elaborately carved wooden door behind her, shutting out the curious pledges, because I knew Cain would want to say something to me. “What?”

Stellan leaned forward before Cain could say anything. “Was it your father again?”

“Yes.”

Cain unfurled back into his seat, relaxing, and I hadn’t realized how much he seemed poised to strike until he pulled back.

“You said you’d tell us,” Pax said quietly. “He’s got to be dealt with.”

“I’m working on it,” I promised. It’s not as if any of them came crying to me with their problems. We worked together when we had to, but we tried to keep our shit private. I didn’t exactly run to comfort Pax when he screamed at night, and I backed away the time I found Stellan with his shoulders heaving on his sister’s birthday.

“With Aurora?” There was a hook in Cain’s voice. “After we just chased her through the tunnels and fucked with her completely? I wouldn’t trust her, Remy.”

“I don’t,” I said.

“What did you two do to Aurora?” Paxton demanded, frowning. “I thought we agreed we’d decide on punishments together.”

“Spur of the moment thing,” I dismissed it with a wave of my hand. “She liked it. You saw how wet she was…she wants to play the games as much as we do.”

Maybe that was true, but that didn’t mean those games wouldn’t have consequences.

Cain scoffed a laugh and took another sip of his whiskey.

He was always hard to lie to.

* * *

Aurora

The knock on my door came just after six o’clock. I’d taken a shower–Cain was right; I’d ruined yet another t-shirt with blood, but this time it was Remington’s–and dressed in one of the many cocktail gowns that now adorned my closet even though I wasn’t exactly invited to many cocktail parties. At least I felt pretty in the Ted Baker London black sheath dress, even ifprettywas going to be wasted on those assholes.

My freshly curled white-blond hair hung down my back as I pulled the door open to find Cain filling my doorway.

“What do you want?” I asked curiously. “I’m not in the mood.”

“I didn’t come for a fight. Or a punishment,” he added, as if he could tell what I was thinking. “I came to offer you a cocktail before dinner.”

“Oh really?” I crossed my arms skeptically. “You’veoffered me a cocktailbefore, Cain, and I think I’m going to pass.”

“Don’t be pouty,” he said. “This time it’s just a drink with some friends.”

“Some friends?”

“I thought you and I and a few girls from Kappa Kappa Tau could sit down and have some drinks and conversation.” Cain’s eyes were bright. “It would be good for you to make some friends, Aurora.”

“I have all the friends I can handle right now, thanks.” I had to keep Jenna alive despite her loyalty, optimism, and the duct tape in her purse. “You boys are just so much fun.”

He cocked his head to one side. “So you don’t mind if I go have a few drinks with the girls.”

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