Kings of Anarchy (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #3) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,151

yet."

"Well, if you ever need any help with that, I'm in," he said and I was surprised to find that I believed him. He meant that wholeheartedly and without any reservations.

"Same goes for you," I said. "I know that this whole vendetta against Royaume D’élite is important to Tatum because she needs the truth to come out to clear her father's name. But it's important for you, too. So that you can get vengeance against the people who released the Hades Virus into the world and make the real culprits pay for your mom's death. I just want you to know that I’m willing to do whatever it takes to bring those motherfuckers down."

Blake turned to look at me and I met his gaze with a heaviness in my own which swore to him I meant that.

After a long moment, he cracked a smile. "Looks like you really are a Night Keeper, aren't you?" he teased. "I knew you couldn't keep fighting it forever."

I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't really deny it. Despite my membership to this exclusive club having been meant to do nothing more than get me closer to Saint and put me in a better position to help Tatum, I had to admit that it was more than that now. In a strange way I was starting to feel like I belonged among these monsters. And that might have been one of the most terrifying things I'd had to admit to myself in a long time. Because if I cared about them then that made me vulnerable to the pain of losing them. And that was something I'd never wanted to risk again after my mom and Michael were killed.

"Let's make it official by fucking with Saint then," I joked, breaking the seriousness of our conversation as I jumped up to refill the empty vodka bottle with water before placing it in the fridge. I probably should have measured it to the exact millimetre before we’d started drinking but a guess was going to have to do. Maybe we’d get lucky and he’d be distracted the next time he poured himself a glass and not notice the difference. Either way, I was looking forward to the freak out he was going to have over it.

I stumbled on my way back to the couch and laughter tore from my lips as I dropped back down beside Blake and he laughed too. That expensive vodka was some strong shit.

"I think you might be drunk, sir," Blake teased and I rolled my eyes at him.

"As if I'd ever drink with a student," I scoffed and the two of us started up the game again as we fell into companionable silence.

My heart felt a little lighter as we sat there together, and I realised that I'd probably been in as much need of a friend tonight as he was. My grief might have been older than his, but it wasn't something that ever went away. So maybe I had to accept that Blake Bowman was quickly becoming my friend and becoming a Night Keeper might not have been so bad after all.

M ila had legit screamed when I'd told her I'd married Kyan and the news had spread around the school like wildfire since. I had to answer questions from a hundred different girls while they all cooed over my ring saying it was so me. As if they had any idea. Half of them shot me jealous looks once they’d offered me their congratulations and I hadn’t missed the whispers in class from girls wondering what made me so ‘damn special’. It didn’t feel all bad being envied for being Kyan Roscoe’s wife. Not that I went around with a smug smile on my face or anything, but I certainly wasn’t complaining.

Kyan had made sure the school register was changed to list me as Tatum Roscoe without my permission and I'd genuinely punched him in the dick for it. I'd never agreed to give up my name. My name was what connected me to my dad and Jess, and once he realised why I was angry at him for it, he'd apologised. But he hadn't gotten the school to change it back yet and when I'd emailed the administration about it, they had mysteriously not replied. Fucking Night Keepers with their all powerful bullshit.

I couldn’t worry about that tonight though. Kyan had been sent a message confirming we would be going to Royaume D’élite and all other thoughts had