Pax answers before I get the chance. “She avoids any conversations about her past. Spends a fuck ton of time exploring the town and has a knack for showing up where she shouldn’t be. That’s all suspect on its own. Together, it paints a pretty clear story. She’s definitely here to cause trouble and pick apart the next generation of league members.”
“But she hasn’t done any of that. Like you said, she keeps to herself.”
“Think about it, Finn. How many unaligned families were at the Breland’s? How many of those sons hung out with Austin and Thea? And if she would’ve got you on the hook, how many legacies would have followed? Starting with Eloise and her lackeys?”
“I would never choose anyone over us.”
“That’s not how it looked to some of the council members at the party. They noticed the attention you were giving Thea.”
He scrubs his hand through his hair. “There’s no way they can question me or my loyalty. I’ve never given them a reason to.”
“I agree. And that’s what I told my father. That your time with her was in line with our plans. And now that we have the information we need, none of us will ever have to see or deal with her again.”
It’s hard to miss the glee in Pax’s voice. “What are you saying, Pax?”
“I’m saying, Theona LaReaux’s time living in my tower, on my floor and walking around my school like she belongs here has come to an end. We’re gonna expose her and send her back to wherever she came from.”
He smiles. “As a bonus, the league will know that we’re the ones who protected our brothers from whatever she had planned.” His eyes bounce between me and Finn. “No one gets away with trying to make fools of The Trium.”
I wish I had more time to sit with the facts, but Pax is right. If she’s here to cause a rift in The League, we have to stop her now, before the end of pledge season, when the initiates who don’t get selected will be more willing to join a revolt.
Hasn’t she already sewn discord at Zeta Nu? And with Austin on her side, it’s only a matter of time before she pulls in the jocks.
“What’s the play here?” Finn asks, finally over whatever moment of disbelief he was wrestling with.
“It’s simple, really. First, we let her know we’re on to her. Second, she’s no longer under our protection. She’ll soon realize that without access to us, through you, there’s no way she can move forward with her plans. I’m almost certain she was letting people think you were in on it.”
“I wasn’t. I was bored and had some fun playing with her, just like I have dozens of times before.”
“You fucked her and it’s done. Right?”
Finn jerks his head, then walks out the door. Pax says to me, “Time to shut down her accounts and access to the outside world. I want her on a closed loop where we can see and control everything.”
“On it.”
Chapter65
Thea
I’ve never walked across the hall and knocked on Finn’s door before, but I’m doing it tonight because I need a distraction. I can’t think of a better one than combining booze and dick.
When he opens up the door, I hold up the bottle, giving it a little shake, and push my way inside. “My turn to get you sloppy drunk and have my way with you.”
I shove the bottle at him. “Start drinking and stripping.”
He takes a sip. A really small one. I tip the bottom of the bottle up, making him take a nice healthy man sized gulp. I snort when he chokes a little, sputtering. A few drops roll down his cheek when he pulls the bottle away.
“What the hell, Thea?”
“What the hell, indeed. That’s definitely the question, knife boy.” I take back my bottle back and drink as my mind works over that question. It gets stuck in a loop I want no parts of. I force my mind on what I came here for. To forget. He’s staring down at me and not in the way he usually does. “You look too serious. You need fun too?” I tap my chest. “I’m your girl.” I point at his pants. “Lose those and come over here.”
“You need fun, Pet?”
“Yes. And dick.” I clarify, not wanting there to be any confusion about why I’m here.
“Mmm. I’ve got all the dick you need.”
I doubt it. He’s only got one, but he knows how to work it, and that’s all I need right now. I take another swig from the bottle. This time I kiss him, pushing the liquid from my mouth into his. He grips my ass, pulling me close. Our tongues meeting in a vodka drenched kiss. He pulls away, grinding the evidence of his arousal against my center. “This what you want, Pet? My cock in your dripping cunt?”