Page 275 of A University of Betrayal

“It’s because of the people who go to university here,” Bayla joked, and the girl jumped right on it.

“If you mean Nash Copeland and his guys, they’re pretty hot.”

“You better stay away from them if you don’t want trouble,” I laughed and the girl looked back at me, blushed and immediately the smell of sweet blood hit my nose. Her blood type was AB. And I hadn’t eaten breakfast yet. Normally I would have been in the Receptum by now, getting my morning workout and a half liter of blood.

But hey... What didn’t you do just to look after your sister?

The blonde girl turned around again, and I widened the gap a little more so that Larissa and the other two arrived at the other people before me. Larissa’s eyes widened, and she immediately looked at me. This was the moment my alarm bells rang.

I had parked my car there.Exactly where everyone was standing.

Gives You Hell

The All-American Rejects

Concerned, I rushed forward and when people saw me, they stepped away or jumped to the side. Some laughed, some seemed to look at me with pity.

And then my car came into view.

My eyelids twitched involuntarily. My jaw tensed with violence.

My matte gray Lamborghini should have been standing in front of me. What was actually in front of me was a completely blackened Lamborghini with a gray-white wolf’s head on the hood, baring its teeth. Underneath was green and red lettering.

The wolves are coming for you.

Anger lit a fire in my chest.

“There’s nothing to look at here!” David shouted, appearing out of nowhere.

“And certainly nothing to film, you morons.” In the corner of my eye, I spotted Adrian snatching the phone out of one guy’s hands, who tried to protest, but then received Adrian’s icy death stare.

The crowd reluctantly dissolved, but it didn’t just let my anger fizzle out. It was boiling inside me right now, and I almost kicked my own car because it wasruined.It had been bloody expensive and...

Calm down, Miles... calm down.

“Whoever did this is going to burn for it!” I gritted out with slight aggression and in the corner of my eye I saw Bayla, who was still standing with Larissa, flinch.

“I’d say you brought the problem on yourself,” David said, walking around the vehicle.“Oh,that doesn’t look good at all. Someone’s even gone over it with their key.”

“What?!” I rushed over to him and stared at the scratched-in message, my pulse quickening.

Don’t mess with my sister again!

I took a deep breath... and ended up kicking my own car, leaving a huge dent.

Around me, more students turned toward me.

David stepped back. “Relax.”

“No,I’m not going torelaxnow. Can’t you see what my car looks like?” I snapped at him more aggressively than usual.

It was rare that I could be irritated and pushed to my limits, but my car was myfuckinglimit!

“It’s not going to get any better if you kick it.”

David didn’t seem to realize that it was as good as destroyed. That dent was right in the spot that needed replacing anyway.

“That’s what you get for challenging those bastards to a game.”

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