Page 233 of A University of Betrayal

A black moonstone. Alarik had explained to me, Nash and Finn why the Ruisangors wore them.

“Let’s form proper teams!” Hunter, who had also taken off his shirt, shouted.

By now, the rest of the – non-female part of the – campus had realized that something was going on at the Copelands’ again.

The witches stood near me, but there was no sign of the other Ruisangors, except for Larissa.

“Teams…”Miles began to laugh.

“What’s so funny?”

Nash had now stepped closer to Miles than I preferred. It was one thing when there was conflict between us and the witches, and another when a Ruisangor and a Senseque faced each other. The latter had usually ended fatally in history.

The only thing that could calm me down was that Miles didn’t seem to intend to do anything serious in front of all these humans. He couldn’t bethatstupid.

“Let me really prove to you that I’m better than you think I am by playing against four of you,” Miles demanded, and a heated murmur spread among the spectators.

Nash blinked at him with suspicion. And… he accepted the offer without protest?

It must have taken so much effort not to go for the intruder’s throat and, on top of that, to accept his offer.

Father always said you should never make a deal with a Ruisangor. They were dangerous and only looked for opportunities to extend their power.

However, I only saw two young men in front of me, both wanting to prove something to the other.

“Fine.”

You could clearly hear the hatred and suspicion in Nash’s voice.

“And I wouldn’t be mad at you if you let me pick two of the four people on your team.”

Miles really was an idiot.

“That would only be fair,” he emphasized loud and clear to all the people around him, who nodded in agreement.

For Fuck’s sake.

I was all the more surprised that Nash allowed that too.

“Fine,”he growled, turning to the guys and looking at Hunter, who just nodded knowingly and stepped forward. A cheer came from the crowd, as Hunter was very popular on campus.

“Hunter and I will begin.” He looked at Miles and paused for a moment before continuing. “Julian will pass you the ball.”

My eyes darted to the guy who had been standing on the invisible sideline.

Surprised, I looked at my brother, who hadn’t been on good terms with Julian for a long time, but even more surprised that Julian finally stepped into the ring without any discussion. He didn’t even blink when his and Nash’s eyes met.Had I missed something?

Confused, I raised an eyebrow when Julian finally met my gaze and... smiled?

“Who do you want to play against?” my brother continued.

I felt the back of my neck tense. Miles could pick out the weakest of the weaklings, even if everyone in the pack was performing remarkably well, butTony,the indigenous kid with the stubbly hair from third semester, had always been a little weaker than the others, even if he didn’t look like it, and he was a few years older than Nash. So was the new Senseque,Marten.AndDexterwouldn’t stand a chance against him either.

Miles eyed the pack as if he were at a bazaar. The mockery in his amber eyes was hard to miss as he announced loudly, “Your Russian guest.”

Mica stepped forward, his fists still clenched.

And all my alarm bells rang.

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