Kings of Anarchy (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #3) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,259

him tomorrow if this didn't pan out.

"I see her," Blake said in a low voice and my heart began to pound more solidly in my chest as I started to move.

If Tatum had already made it to his position beyond the Willow Boathouse, then there wasn't much chance of me seeing anyone way back here.

I worked to keep my footsteps silent as I moved between the trees, one eye on the path that ran before the water as headed I on.

It was creepy out here at night. Like all the long dead legends which we'd taken the time to learn actually might have had an ounce of truth to them. If I let my imagination run away with me, I could almost feel the cold chill of the Night People's breath along the back of my neck, the touch of a bony finger running down my spine.

Good thing I wasn't a superstitious fucker, or I'd probably have been crapping my pants.

Besides, I'd embodied one of those legends, marked my flesh with their design and taken on everything that came with that fully. If there were any monsters lurking out here in the dark, then I was just keeping company with my own kind. And I doubted many of them would have a soul as brutal and tainted as mine anyway.

I definitely doubted any of them felt the pull of bloodlust as keenly as I did. Because that was what I was aching for tonight. It was why my muscles were tight and my adrenaline was pumping. I wanted to wet my hands in blood and make someone pay for their crimes. I needed to end this once and for all. To find the person who had been coming after our girl and destroy them so thoroughly that I knew they'd never be the same again.

"Something just moved in the trees ahead of me," Monroe hissed and I stilled for a moment as I scowled out into the dark.

If he hadn't started following Tatum yet then I should be coming up on his position, so if there was anything to see here then there was a good chance I'd spot it too.

"Is it me?" I murmured when I failed to spot anything and started walking again.

"Shit, I think it is," he admitted and I snorted a laugh as Blake sniggered down the earpiece.

"Quit dicking around," Saint growled. "Blake have you still got eyes on our girl?"

"I'm on her tail," he confirmed. "She's coming up on Beech House now."

"Okay, I see her too," Saint said and everything went silent again as the two of them moved after her, watching, waiting.

A soft rustle of leaves had me raising my bat, but as I recognised Monroe's broad form in the dim moonlight, I lowered it again.

"Fancy seeing you here, baby," I teased.

"If you're looking for a kiss, you're going to have to take me on that moonlit stroll you promised first. I'm a good girl," he joked right back, pushing an imaginary pair of tits up at me suggestively.

"Naw, sweet thing, that's not my style. I'm a married man these days," I breathed as we started walking together.

"Have I mentioned that I hate you for that?" he murmured and I chuckled low in my throat.

“Have I mentioned how much I love it?” I shot back.

"Shit, I think they're here," Blake's urgent voice interrupted us and we both shut the fuck up instantly.

"Where?" Saint hissed. "I still have eyes on her from the west of the path closing in on Aspen Halls and I can't see anything."

"I have a clear view of the path over the ridge," Blake whispered back. "And I swear there's someone in the trees near the auditorium."

"Fuck," I growled, exchanging a look with Monroe and the two of us started moving faster. If they were that far ahead of us then we didn't need to worry about staying quiet.

"Guys..." Tatum muttered and hearing her voice for the first time made a knot of tension release inside of me. She'd been keeping quiet to make sure she didn't draw attention but that was probably less important now. "I really hope you're ready for this because I'm pretty sure he has a bow again and-" She cut herself off with a shriek of fright and I cursed as I upped my pace and Saint began barking orders.

I hardly listened to any of what he was saying though, because only one thing mattered right now, and that was getting to our girl.

I gazed into