Page 277 of A University of Betrayal

“Leave me alone, Adrian. You shouldn’t give a shit about my life.”

I was only aware of their discussion in the background, far too focused on my broken car.

How could she have gone this far?

I wanted her to pay for this, wanted her to regret this, with every cell in her body, wanted to tear her apart, drive her into the corner of the nearest hallway until she stood in front of me, out of breath and with nowhere to hide, pressed against a wall....

The mere image whipped adrenaline through my body.

No.I couldn’t let it get that far...

I looked at Emely, but someone was blocking my view.

It was Tristan.

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“What ishedoing here?” I growled, staring in the direction he’d come from with Bastien.

Until a minute ago, I wouldn’t have thought that I could feel more resentment for someone than I did for the Copeland girl. But it was none other than my father strolling alongside Bastien, with his long black coat, a fucking black-gray suit, and that stupid triumphant look.

He was thelastperson I wanted to see here! The Vanderwood had been the one place where I hadn’t had to think about him and where he couldn’t confront me with his presence. Now he just walked around campus like he belonged here.

“Someone should tell him,” I heard David mumble, and it sounded like someone had fucked up and was trying to keep it from me.

“Tell mewhat?”

Adrian was the only one who had an answer for me. “Tristan is being used by the DUIO at Vanderwood as a surveillance professor in the economics department. Bastien wants to make sure someone is keeping an eye on us.”

“Just because of the four of us?” Larissa sounded irritated and a quick glance at her told me that she didn’t like that sick bastard showing up here either and...

I realized a little too late what Adrian had just said.

How could they lethimcome here? To a place full of humans.Him?He had broken the rules. The rules of the goddamn blood law. This man had no business in a place like this.

“That will change soon,” Adrian whispered and Larissa eyed him suspiciously. Her head seemed to be working. Had no one told her that more Ruisangors would soon be coming to Blairville?

The two men approached us. They both looked at us and I couldn’t look that asshole in the eye, so I looked at Bastien, who for once wasn’t wearing the black sunglasses.

Why had he let that happen?Tristan DeLoughrey was dangerous. He was a cold-blooded monster.

Pain, anger, hatred. All of it mixed together in my chest, pooled like a ball and just burst out of me as soon as the two men arrived.

“What are you doing here?!” I shouted and stepped threateningly close to him.

“Miles,” Adrian grumbled, because I had the attention of half the campus on me. And – as always – I didn’t give a damn. I had always tried to shit on the opinions of others, and right now it was working flawlessly.

The man in front of me was the problem, not me.

“Milliam, please, don’t be a fool,” he said, as if I was an annoying fly to him.

He looked around and nodded to the passing students with a smile. He nodded to humans.Smiling.

My jaw had never been so tense.

“Larissa. Maybe I’ll have the pleasure of talking to you here more often, now that you’ve decided to avoid me, which of course I can understand.”

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