Griffin
I’m trying to remember why I thought it was important to come here and take this call instead of staying in Quinn’s office, but I’m coming up empty, and it puts me in an even fouler mood than usual. “Get to the fucking point, Buchan,” I interrupt the overinflated ego of the asshole on the other end of the phone as he announces his lineage.
“My point, Mr. Stone, is when we agreed that Michelle could attend Havenfall, it was under the assumption she would remain at Havenfall until she graduated. I’ve been informed she is no longer in your presence.” He sounds pleased with himself, as if he thinks he somehow has the upper hand in this conversation.
“Your heir is lucky she’s still alive, Buchan.” Now I remember why I accepted his call. I wanted to know if he knew Michelle’s location. “She attacked a teacher, then left her for dead. While you may find that behavior acceptable, I do not. Actually, her misconduct warrants retribution, and since Michelle has escaped my wrath, maybe I should look to you.” My tone is cold and calm, but that’s exactly what I am.
The door to my office opened while I was in the middle of speaking, but I knew it was Evan. No one else would be brave enough to just enter, nor would Millie allow it without causing a stir. He takes a seat, then his eyes dip to the speaker on my desk before he looks up at me and mouths,“Who is it?” I hold up a finger, telling him to wait while I listen for the other vampire’s response.
The other end of the line is deadly silent for a few breaths before he finally speaks again. “Michelle gave up her affiliation to the Buchan name when she left our clan to attend Havenfall Harbor, she has no friends here. I assure you if I hear from her, you will be the first person I notify.” The vampire’s tone shifts to groveling. I arch my brow at Evan, wordlessly saying,You know who it is now?
Out loud, I warn, “You be sure to do just that, Buchan. I have a long memory and even more time. Anyone found aiding her will not be spared from my retribution.”
I hit the button to end the call and tip my head back. Evan is coated in Quinn’s scent, and it makes me want the same. I look him over, wondering why he’s here instead of with her, especially when I can smell the sweet fragrance of her arousal on him.
“What was that about?” Evan inquires as he balls his hand into a fist over his bouncing leg. Christ, he looks like a newly blooded vamp in a room full of humans.
“Posturing. What’s going on with you?”
Evan scrubs his hand over his face. “Quinn has another appointment. She needs an hour, maybe a little more.”
“So that’s what has you looking like a junkie.” I lean back in my chair a bit. I better not get too cocky here, Quinn has a way of making me just as crazy.
My best friend lets out a half growl and looks away from me. “I want to bond with her probably just as much as you want another taste of her blood,” he divulges, returning his gaze to mine. I curl my lip up. Yup, should have kept my mouth shut.
“That was Michelle’s clan?” he asks, changing the subject. His heart rate slows the longer he sits, as does the bouncing of his leg.
“It was,” I confirm. “Seems someone told him Michelle is no longer here, but I think they left out why.”
“Let me guess, he thought he might be owed a debt for his heir?” Evan visibly relaxes into his seat.
“Only long enough to realize what claiming her blood would have allowed me to do to his clan.”
Evan nods. We both know what a fucked-up bunch the Buchan’s are. I thought we got Michelle away from them before they corrupted her, but apparently not.
“There was an incident in Quinn’s office.” I’m up and out of my chair as soon as the words leave Evan’s mouth. “Hold up. Do you think I would be sitting here if it wasn’t handled?” He doesn’t really expect an answer, so he continues, “I roughed up a student, a bear. Nothing too bad, it was a misunderstanding. Everything is settled now. I just wanted you to know so you won’t freak out if you smell blood in her office.”
“Someone made her bleed.”
Evan is already shaking his head. “No, it’s the bear’s blood. He was waiting for his mate, heard something he didn’t like, and walked in snarling. I set him straight, won’t happen again.”
I lower myself back into my chair.
“I walked up as it happened and didn’t assess the situation before restraining the boy. The kid was just worried about his mate. Had nothing to do with Quinn.” He shrugs.
“I probably would have killed him,” I comment, not at all surprised when Evan nods his head in agreement.
“I thought the same thing.” He smiles then. “Never thought a human could cause such havoc.” I grunt in response. I’m all too familiar with how much havoc they can cause, but the chaos that comes with Quinn is on a completely different level.
It’s quiet for a few moments when I ask, “How long did she kick you out for?”
Evan scoffs, “She didn’t kick me out.”
“Then let’s go get her.”
“She has a meeting,” Evan replies, but he’s already on my heels as I make my way out of my office.
“She always has a meeting.” I scowl sourly.
