My jaw fell open with a chortle. “It would be an honor, Professor.” I looked at Russell. “Did you hear that, Professor Green? Isn’t it amazing?”
He shot a murderous glare at me. “Yes. Congratulations.”
“Thank you. Wouldn’t have happened without you,” I taunted.
This was so good. Much better than his stupid award. I couldn’t deny that I was jealous and was considering applying for it myself. I stopped myself in the last minute so I wouldn’t prove him right about the terrible things he’d said. Came to think of it, and as much as I hated to admit it, Russell was right about me. I had wasted half of my years on him.
In a way, he managed to remain the center of my life even if he hadn’t been in it. I let him indirectly control and dictate my course to prove to him I was better.
But he couldn’t care less. He went out there, made a happy life for himself and got engaged to a dancer as if I never existed. While I ended up alone, pushing away the only family I had left, causing damage I wasn’t aware how to repair yet.
I had been so stupid.
At least, now I was heading on the right path. It was funny how things had changed in the span of a few days. All I was thinking about was becoming my ex’s boss to retaliate. Again, making every move of mine about him. Now, I didn’t even care. I’d still enjoy it if I got it, but if I didn’t, it wouldn’t matter.
I wouldn’t pack my things and leave to writhe in pain for another nine years, putting my life on hold, dedicating every resource to my next revenge plan on Twatwaffle Russell.
I was staying in Forest Grove. For my brother. Nothing was going to change that.
CHAPTER 31
TERROR
“We’re not putting it to a vote,” Slasher said in Church. “It’s been decided.”
I didn’t see how telling Vixen Legend we were a bunch of monsters would do anyone any good. Someone like her wouldn’t believe until she saw. And when she saw…
She could lose her fucking mind. Hate us and leave. Never come back.
Who the fuck cared if she got disgusted or scared by a reinwolf and ran? I didn’t.
But what if she told the fucking government to put us in cages? That I gave a shit about.
I’m so full of shit. I didn’t care about the pigs. Let them try. They will wind up dead before they can touch a single one of us.Besides, she wouldn’t put us in a cage. Her brother was a fucking vampire. She wouldn’t do that to him.
The truth was I didn’t want her to see the real me.
And—I never saw this one coming—I fucking missed her at my back today.
I blamed it on her smell. She’d always smelled nice. Fruity and floral. Dominant apple note. Reindeer best treat. I never cared about how I smelled, but when I was put on her service, I wore fucking cologne to keep up.
I circled my waist with my arms, remembering how she felt holding on tight. If I had known yesterday was the last time I got to feel it, I would have let it drag on a little bit more.
Enough with the reindeer shit. Put your fucking wolf on.
“Are we going full in? Or is it more likehi, I’m a werewolf with a vampire tinge. Pretend I’m human, and we’re good,sort of thing?” Mad Dog asked.
Slasher ran a thumb over his eyebrow. “Full in. Fangs, claws, horns, hooves out. The only thing you keep to yourself is your fucking dick.” He skipped everyone’s stare and shot a glance at Inferno.
What is going on here? Don’t say the devil’s fucking bastard sniffed the professor.
I narrowed my eyes at the demon, who was silent, fiddling with his beard. Motherfucker.
Dasher’s Harley roared outside accompanied by Vixen’s strong heartbeat. Slasher rose. “They’re here. Church dismissed.”
“Let the show begin.” I sighed.
“It’s going to be a fucking circus. Be prepared,” Prez added as he opened the door. “All out to the front yard, patched or not!” he yelled as we followed him to the hall.
