Page 24 of We Will Reign


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“What about Lev…?”

My neck snaps to the left, where he’s walking beside me. “Lev can’t know anything. Not about my assignment. The governor. Riley. Nothing. Not yet.” I make myself clear, hoping he realizes how important this is to me.

“Ya know,” he says, after a moment of silence, “you’re really putting me in a fucked-up position between you two. I don’t enjoy taking sides.”

“No one’s asking you to take a side. This is all for Lev. Look,” my voice shifts to a high note, “if it makes you feel better, we’ll just say I owe you one.” I turn to face him, holding out my fist. “Deal?”

He bumps it back, sealing the deal, and his eyes roll. “I’m holding you to it, but you better not fuck us all in the process. What’s our motto?”

I slap a hand to his shoulder and lead him up the staircase. “We will fucking reign.”

“Damn straight we will. And no one,” he presses, “absolutely no one, will interfere with our plans.”

We walk up the stairs of the Kappa Rho House and it’s not until I kick open the front door that Maddox even realizes where we’re at. “What are we doing here?”

“Reigning, man. Starting with this university, then we will fucking reign over The Society.”

That’s our endgame. Maddox, Lev, and I made a pact our freshman year of high school after The Society royally fucked me, then Lev and his family. They’re the reason we’re so screwed up. We also learned, not only the power we might hold in The Society, but also the power we could strip from some Elders who aren’t deserving. If we play our cards right, we could sit at the top with everyone else beneath us as our little pets.

I walk through the house, ignoring the flirtatious looks from a few girls on the couch. Although Maddox has no self-control and positions himself right in the middle of them all.

It’s better this way. He’s not gonna like what I’m about to do. Maddox is one of the good guys. Not much of a rule bender, unless it involves pot and booze. He’s a little pretentious, but he’s got good intentions, and he’s loyal as fuck.

Letting him do his thing, I walk up the stairs, my boots resounding heavily with each step I take.

It doesn’t take me long to get to Cade’s room, considering I know exactly where to find it. I’ve attended a few parties here and I’ve done my share of snooping around. It’s not that I’m nosey; I’m just very aware of my surroundings.

I kick open his door in the same fashion as our entrance into the house. Only this time, the toe of my boot goes through the door and I have to jerk it out of the splintered wood. Hopefully, the hole serves as a reminder to Cade that I’m not fucking around. Although, I’m sure he’ll get the message nice and clear in about two seconds.

His eyes shoot over his shoulder, his pasty pale ass on display as he’s kneeling on the mattress of his bed.

“What the fuck?” he growls. Yet, he doesn’t stop. Just keeps rocking his dick in and out of the chick bent over in front of him. He points a stern finger at the door, angry eyes locked on mine. “Get the hell out!”

Ignoring his demand, I walk steadfastly toward him, grab his pointed finger and bend it back just enough to keep it intact, but far enough to cause him immense pain. “That’s for using this finger to touch what’s mine.”

“Fuuuuuuck!” he cries out, like the little bitch he is.

Erica, I believe is her name, wisely slides away from him and grabs a sheet to cover herself.

“Oh my god! You’re gonna break his finger!”

A devilish grin makes its way on my face and her eyes widen before she bunches the sheet in her hands and scurries toward the door.

I’m not even sure if she’s gone before I drop Cade’s hand, clench my fist, and plant it right on his nose. He loses his footing and falls back onto the mattress, blood running down his hands that swaddle his face.

“You’re gonna pay for that, asshole.” He gets up quickly and charges at me with his pants hung around his ankles, limp cock flapping around.

Swerving to the left, I dodge his lunge and spin around, grabbing him by the waist before throwing him onto the floor.

Adrenaline courses through my veins and my rationality eludes me as I lay one punch after another on the gory flesh of his face.

His hands rise between us to shield my blows, but I punch through them, landing six out of ten shots.

“Ridge!” I hear Maddox’s voice before I see him, and it isn’t until I’m pulled backward that I even comprehend what’s going on.

“Get the fuck off me!” I shout at Maddox. The second I’m free, I lunge forward at Cade, who’s got a shirt to his face, soaking up all the blood, but I’m pulled right back.

“Calm the fuck down!” Maddox snaps back at me, wrapping his arms around my chest to hold me in place.

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