Kings of Anarchy (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #3) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,127

sped outside.

Mila was on her knees in the mud before Saint, Blake and Kyan, the light from the dorms pouring out onto the ground as students gathered at their windows to watch. Mila's robe had fallen half off her shoulders, revealing part of a strappy leather outfit I guessed she'd bought to wear for Danny. Danny was being held away from her by Blake, curses streaming from his lips as he fought to get free.

"Stop it!" I screamed, running forward, but Monroe caught up with me, latching an arm around my stomach and the other across my shoulders, locking his muscles tight so I was immobilised against him.

Kyan unbuckled his belt, staring down at Mila while Saint stood beside him with his arms folded.

"Tell us the truth and you can save yourself a golden shower," Kyan warned and I gasped.

"Kyan!" I screamed as he freed his cock and started pissing on the ground in front of Mila, moving the stream towards her like a damn laser in a James Bond movie. "You fucking asshole, stop it!"

Saint walked behind Mila, resting his hands on her shoulders as she tried to scramble away from the flow, holding her still. "The truth," he snarled. "Or trust me, you will face far worse than a bath in Kyan's piss before the night is through."

"I didn't do it, I swear - I swear it!” she cried and I hated seeing her like that.

“Then why did you leave the library so fast, huh?” Kyan demanded.

“Because…” She glanced at Danny then back to Kyan as she slid her robe further off her shoulders, revealing the leather outfit she was in which was made up entirely of complicated straps. “I wanted to surprise Danny in this. But I knew it would be a bitch to get on.”

Kyan laughed darkly and Saint shot him an icy look.

“Can anyone prove you were here the whole time?” Saint demanded.

“I was in the shower five minutes ago. Nancy saw me." She turned her head to scream up at one of the windows. "Nancy! Tell them!"

We all looked up at the building and Danny took the opportunity to jam his elbow into Blake's gut, breaking free of him and tearing towards Mila. Kyan didn't even stop pissing as he turned and floored him with a furious punch to the head, knocking him flat on his back.

"No!" Mila screamed, reaching for Danny but wincing back as Kyan pissed in her direction to keep her away from him.

He sighed as he finally ran out of juice, tucking himself away and beckoning Blake over. "I'm out bro, and there's no sign of Nancy who-fucking-knows."

Blake rolled his zipper down and I jerked against Monroe's hold, stamping on his feet as I tried to force him to let me go, but he just wouldn't.

"We're going to find out who did this to you no matter what it takes," Monroe breathed in my ear. "If it's not her, then she'll be able to prove it."

Blake started pissing on the ground, picking up where Kyan had left off and Saint watched impatiently, clearly irritated by waiting for Mila to be punished.

A window suddenly pushed open somewhere above and a blonde girl stuck her head out. "Mila was in the bathroom a few minutes ago, I saw her!" she called down. "We were talking for like ten minutes before that too."

My shoulders sagged as relief filled me.

Blake stopped pissing and all the Night Keepers shared a look. Saint nodded, stepping back as he released Mila and she lunged towards Danny on the floor as he groaned.

"He'll be fine, he's being a pussy," Kyan said to Mila as if that counted as an apology somehow.

Monroe released me and I rushed forward with a snarl on my lips. Kyan opened his arms as if he actually expected me to dive into them and I threw a hard punch into his face, sending him stumbling back a step.

He stretched out his jaw, rubbing at the mark I’d left on him with a look of surprise on his face.

"That's for Danny," I growled, then grabbed his shoulders and kneed him in the stomach. "And that's for Mila." I stormed past him towards Blake and he opened his arms as he accepted his punishment before I slammed my fist into his gut and he wheezed.

When I turned, hunting for Saint, I found him and Monroe waiting behind me, ready for their punishments too. I frowned, but didn't hesitate as I punched Saint then Monroe as hard