Page 33 of A Blackened Bond

Creed brought us together to pull it all apart, to unravel the system set up to help only those on the top stay there.

We were no Robin Hoods or musketeers. We weren’t doing this out of some noble obligation or wanting to help anybody. It was for our own personal revenge against all those who’ve done us wrong and every string we found connected to them. It’s funny how those strings were all intricately linked to even the high-blooded families and the Council.

A dark smirk pulls at my lips. We weren’t the heroes or shining white knights in this battle…we were the bloody monsters moving in the shadows, waiting to make our prey pay painfully.And as slowly as possible.

This world didn’t need heroes; it needed villains to destroy it so that it could be rebuilt.

To beat the darkness, you had to either join it, or already be a part of it. Blood and chaos… ran through each of our veins, death and devastation seeping from our lungs with each heavy breath we took.

Nothing would stand in our way.

The Council brought in its ‘Tracers’. Loyal, trained dogs to investigate the attack on the academy. But would they properly work to get the answers we needed?

If this somehow involved any of the connections that lined their pockets…it would all be covered up with a coat of glitter and bow within a matter of days.

We wouldn’t get any explanations from them.

No.We’ll do our own investigation. Creed will make sure to get us our answers. And then we’ll make whoever put us and our people in harm’s way, suffer more than they ever have before.

I glimpse toward Annex and Ezra when I hear their laughter, wondering why they were taking so long.

Ezra is tugging Annex from the bed as he chuckles and reaches for Micai. She shakes her head, a smile tilting her lips as she yanks a black top over her head. Her eyes meet mine as shewalks toward the bathroom, a slight blush creeping up her neck as she grabs a small bag from the floor and quickens her pace.

“Take your time, Red. I’ll be in to help you wash in a minute!” Annex slips out from under Ezra’s hold and tries to dash for the bathroom, but Ezra lunges for him, grabbing his waist and pulling him to the floor.

“No, you won’t, asshole,” Ezra says as he flips him over, and they start playfully scuffling, both chuckling and grinning from ear to ear.

They seemed happier than ever, and why wouldn’t they be? They had spent the night with Micai.

And I had heardeverything. Each word, each slight movement, and each little moan of pleasure. I never thought I’d want something as much as I wanted to be in there with them last night.

Maybe the beast wasn’t the only one being affected by Micai.

A slight chuffing noise plays out in my ears, the beast’s version of a laugh.‘Mate’he repeats, a satisfied expression appearing in my mind with his words.

“Fine. But we get to playafterthis. There’s a hell of a lot more I want to explore and a list, as long as my blade collection, of things I wanna do with Red.” Annex gives Ezra an exaggerated sigh as they stand up. “I guess morning orgasms and breakfast-in-bedwill have to wait for another day.” He glances my way, a grin stretching his lips. “And how wasyourmorning?”

My brows scrunch together. Did I look tired from staying up through the night, or did Annex know I heard them?

“It was norma—”

“Not as amazing as mine, I bet.” He chuckles, cutting me off before grabbing a dark grey top from the nearest drawer and rolling his eyes.

“You really need to get some better taste in clothes, Ez. This shit just doesn’t cut it,” he says, pulling the grey t-shirt over him. Then he whips out a small blade from his trousers and rips off its short sleeves.

Ezra’s brow raises. “Then maybe wear your own shitty clothes instead of taking mine.” He punches Annex in his side as the psycho chuckles.

“I forgot to pack for the sleepover.” He shrugs, rubbing the reddening spot.

Ezra sighs, glancing down at the ripped grey sleeves on the floor.

“That was one of my favourite shirts.”

Annex drapes an arm over Ezra’s shoulder. “I’ll buy you an even better one. We should bring Red shopping too, and buy her some even hotter lingerie. She’ll look sexy as fuck in something lacy and red.”

The bathroom door opens just as Annex finishes his sentence. Micai appears fully dressed in grey sweatpants and a black vest top, a small glint in her gaze as she looks between them.

“I prefer black.” She calls as she passes them and heads toward me.

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