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“Are you fucking kidding me?” Stone exploded.“That’swhat you’re concerned about? That Ross has a girlfriend? What about this brotherhood that August Remington keeps putting at risk? What the fuck about that, Alexander?”

Alexander let out a deep breath, and it was obvious that he hadn’t expected us to be so trying. He had probably imagined a simple initiation, some accolades for governing such a powerful class, and some college ass at his disposal.

No way could he have anticipated this.

“I understand that you are concerned with my close relationship with August and his family,” Alexander replied, his candor surprising us all. “However, my priority is to the organization, first and foremost.” He eyed us all. “Never mistake that, gentlemen. No matter my friendships, none of them are worth the price of losing everything that I hold dear.”

“Well, then what the fuck-”

“Mr. Stone,”Alexander interrupted, “while all your arguments hold a certain amount of merit, there is one thing you seem to all be forgetting.”

“And what’s that?” Saxton asked.

“That Mr. Remington is every bit a member of this organization as you all are,” he answered. “He is just as powerful as the four of you, and he was chosen for a reason. If you are going to oust a Remington from The Order, you need proof, gentlemen. Absolute, undeniable, undisputed proof of his wrongdoings. So far, all I have are he said/she said instances, and Mr. Remington’s word is every bit as reliable as all of yours.” Alexander looked over at Stone. “Certainly, his outbursts are a concern, considering that you and Mrs. Lexington are locked into a Hera contract, but those mild disruptions are not enough to remove his membership.”

“Outbursts?” Stone scoffed. “He’s after my fucking wife, Alexander.”

“He is,” I said, backing up Stone’s claim. “I heard it for myself. He’s obsessed with Rylee.”

“It doesn’t matter, Mr. Carmichael,” Alexander replied. “Proof is the only thing that can push your complaints against Mr. Remington forward.” He was honest as he eyed us all. “While it benefits The Order to have Mr. Lexington as a member moreover than Mr. Remington, we are a brotherhood, and we have never had to choose before. August Remington has a legacy within the organization, whether you want to admit it or not. Proof, gentlemen.”

“And if he goes after my wife again?” Stone asked.

“I thought he was interested in Ms. Hadley now?” Alexander glanced my way. “Yes, Mr. Carmichael, we are already very aware of her name and her family’s dynamics.”

“Sutton’s mine, Alexander,” I told him. “While she’s not my wife, I won’t standby and allow August to harass her, any more than Stone will allow him to harass Rylee.”

His chin jerked up. Ignoring me, he looked over at Saxton and Fox. “So, are there any young ladies that you two are involved with that we need to know about?”

“Why are you making this about us?” Fox asked. “Whether we’re involved with someone seriously or getting our dicks wet with one-night stands, you don’t see August going after our girls as a problem?”

“You’ve yet to introduce any proof to your claims,” Alexander reminded him. “Right now, Mrs. Lexington is the only young lady irrevocably spoken for.”

“That’s bullshit,” Fox spat.

Alexander ignored Fox’s curse. “Speaking of young ladies, it’s also been brought to my attention that your sponsors are icing out Ms. Spinner. Is that true?”

I chuckled darkly. I couldn’t help it. “How far up your ass is August really?”

He speared me a look. “It doesn’t benefit the organization to have your sponsors at odds, any more than it benefits the organization to have you gentlemen at odds.”

“They’re not icing her out,” Saxton told him. “Rylee and Kincaid have become friends, but they’re not getting together with Alexis or Jennifer and keeping Laney out of it.”

“So, Mrs. Lexington and Ms. Black are friends now,” he murmured. “Interesting.”

“This is pointless,” I said, not caring. “How is Rylee and Kincaid hanging out more important than what August is doing?”

Another sigh, it was obvious that Alexander was done with us. “Bring me proof,” he repeated. “That’s all I can tell you for now.”

As Alexander walked out of the room, it was a good thing that me and Sutton had made up. I had a lot of anger and irritation I needed to release, and she was just the person I needed for that.

“So, what now?” Saxton asked.

“We get proof,” Fox answered.

Easier said than done, though.

Chapter 18

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