“You know that’s how he was brought up. He comes straight from the patriarchy.”

Just like us...I would have liked to add, but I didn’t. I had never been discriminated against or reduced to my gender by anyone in the pack.

“You don’t usually put up with that.”

Nash seemed unhappy with my attitude. What business was it of his anyway?

“That’s notyourproblem. You’re not an Alpha yet, so please take care of your own duties...” Before he could interrupt me, I continued. “When was the last time you hunted with Father?”

Correct. Not for a while now. Father and son went hunting. It was a time-honored Copeland tradition. Every half-moon. The last one had been a week ago.

Nash was silent for a while before he answered me. “Father is busy. He’s planning something...”

I raised a brow. “In what way?”

“I don’t know, but you should definitely tell Julian to join the pack, or he’ll be in big trouble.”

Since when was he so interested in Julian’s well-being? Didn’t he despise him for not joining us yet? Or was I right and the two of them were getting back together?

“Did something happen between you and Julian?” I asked teasingly and looked around. Not that anyone else was out here...

“Let’s put it this way. He finds your new admirer just as unfitting as I do.”

So there we had it...

“Veryfunny,” I grumbled, tying up the backpack when I noticed a bright flicker in the corner of my eye and looked up in alarm.

“And Father...”

I pulled Nash behind the wide trunk of the oak tree and looked at him in warning. “Shh.”

Then I peeked around the tree.

“What?” Nash asked, irritated.

My eyes wandered across campus. Something had been there. I could swear...

“I just thought someone was there.”

“We should get out of here anyway,” my brother said, reaching for his backpack.

“Go already. I’m going to sleep soon too,” I assured him.

I couldn’t just leave here.Someone was here.And if anyone had seen us, we were finished. It wasn’t as if we had just damaged expensive private property... on a campus... that belonged tomy family.

If the Bexleys found out...

Nash shrugged his shoulders.

“Whatever. See you,” he simply replied, then disappeared in the other direction, over to one of the paths that would lead him to the residential parks.

Sneaky Sneaky

Gold-Tiger

I turned to the porticoes that lay far behind the campus lawn with its many oak trees and scanned my surroundings.

I wanted to smell first to see if there was anything suspicious in the air. The lovely smell of spray paint immediately filled my lungs, and I had to fight the urge to cough.