Total pages in book: 131
Estimated words: 125121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
“Everyone... is hanging on by a thread,” I got out. “Ashton dead. Giovanni dead. Owen dead. Royals under attack. If there was a school shooting on top of it, the dean would close campus and all of my targets would disappear behind the gates of their mega-mansions. Plus, there were too many students on the quad. A shooting would’ve caused a stampede. A lot of people would’ve gotten hurt.”
“We didn’t play this smart, Luna,” Wilder said. His voice was rough but his touch gentle. “You could’ve gotten hurt.”
“I’m the one who didn’t play this smart. I underestimated Wesley. Thought he was the weak one. I looked into his eyes and he meant every word he said. He won’t tell me who the Phantom is no matter what I do.”
“He will tell you,” Lucien corrected. “Just because we pushed the wrong pressure point, doesn’t mean there isn’t one. There’s something Wesley wants more than he wants to protect the Phantom. If that’s not his life, we find out what it is.”
“Your life is usually good enough,” I muttered. “He’s afraid of this guy. He knows the Phantom can send an army of anonymous members after his friends and family if he doesn’t stay in l-line.” Cato picked up the pace, arching my back off the bed. “Oh, shit yes.”
“Wesley may care about his friends and family. That psychopath Levi doesn’t,” Rafael added. “We should’ve focused the pressure on him because he’s all about self-preservation. The Thompkinses have lost their Royal status and everyone knows he abuses women and sides with rapists. Whatever the Phantom promised, they can’t get his reputation or his place back. They won’t get back his life. He’s got no reason to be loyal to them anymore.
“Levi will talk, Luna. Let’s kill Wesley and be done with it,” he dropped without a tinge of conscience. “Then we’ll put all the pressure on Levi until he cracks.”
“Ahh!” I came hard, twisting off Wilder’s lap and ending up flopping face-first on a pillow.
Cato climbed on me, his growl arousing in my ear as he punishingly pumped me as I came down. Between Wilder’s comfort, Lucien’s steady presence, Rafael’s word of reason, and Cato’s pussy domination, I did feel twenty times better.
“Okay,” I said when words returned to me. “You’re right, Rafael. Everyone hates Levi right now, so the members will jump at the dares I have planned for him. I—”
My phone went off.
I pushed up and went nowhere. Cato lay on him, nose buried in my hair, and fingers teasing me for another round. Seemed he was content where he was.
“Hand me that, please.” Lucien passed it over.
Number Blocked
“Hello? Who is this?”
“Hello, Sinclair.”
I grasped Cato’s wrist and shook my head. Frowning, he withdrew and let me sit up. I had a feeling I’d need a clear head for this conversation.
“Saylor,” I said, snatching the guys’ attention. “I didn’t know you had my number.”
“Got it from Katie.”
“For what possible reason? You and I have nothing to talk about.”
A light chuckle floated through the speaker. “We both know that isn’t true, Luna. I got to say, you’re a more worthy adversary than I gave you credit for. It’s time we talked.”
“We are talking.”
“No, in person.” I couldn’t read her tone. Saylor was light and breezy as if speaking about the weather. “Just you. Leave your boyfriends behind.”
“You have to be kidding. You can’t possibly think I’d meet you anywhere alone.”
“Who said anything about alone? Tomorrow morning. Eight o’clock. The music hall. There’ll be plenty of people around.”
“Plenty of Royals.”
She laughed. “What? Don’t tell me you’re afraid to be surrounded by Royals? Look at the town you’re in, sweetie. That’s your every day.”
“I’m not afraid of you or anyone. Tomorrow at eight. See you then.”
“Good.”
Click.
“Sinclair, what did you just do?”
I gave Wilder a look. “How many times do I have to suck your dick before we’re on a first-name basis?”
“I’ll let you know,” he rebounded. “Now what did you agree to that you’ll be taking back?”
“Saylor wants to meet for a chat tomorrow morning. No Rogues allowed.”
I got four rounds of fuck no in response.
“We’re not meeting alone. She told me to come to the music hall.”
“Why would you go?” Lucien asked. “What could you possibly have to say to her?”
“I’m going because she’s got something to say to me.” A smile tugged at my lips. “And I’ve been waiting a long time to hear it.”
I GOT UP EARLY THE next morning and tried on six different outfits. It’s what you do when you go into battle. Settling on the last one, I walked out of my room wearing a gorgeous cutout dress held together with buckles.
This was the dress Katie forced on me that popped my stepdad’s blood vessel and got me put on a budget. I could finally say the two thousand dollars were worth it. Something about the right clothes made a person feel unstoppable.