Page 291 of A University of Betrayal

“For now,” Miles explained.

“What did Adrian mean yesterday?”

The Ruisangor seemed to know immediately what his sister meant but looked at me and Julian first, as if the answer wasn’t meant for our ears.

Larissa shook her head. “I will find out sooner or later, so don’t make a big deal out of it now. And Julie knows everything anyway.”

I couldn’t help but blush and started moving again, looking for the graves that would confirm the existence of the two people who were probably the only ones who could have helped me with all of my questions.

Behind me, Miles groaned. “Whatever,” he began to explain. “We’re expecting guests after New Year.”

“Guests?” Larissa looked at him with suspicion.

Miles patted her on the shoulder. “Let’s just saystudents...Nicolaj has gathered a lot of Ruinouveaux in Sacramento. Transformed, who would otherwise be running around clanless and causing chaos.”

My blood froze in my veins when I heard the name of the head of the Ruisangor clan. We were taught that he was very dangerous, powerful and – according to the stories – very old.

“To prevent them from joining the Tenebris Order, he decided without further ado to bring them to Blairville and have them trained.”

“What is the Tenebris Order?”

Larissa was one of them, but she seemed pretty clueless. EvenIknew what the Tenebris Order was.

“An ancient alliance of those Ruisangors you shouldreallybe afraid of. They know no mercy, drink directly from their human prey and kill them in the process... forfun,”Miles explained, his jaw moving strangely.

Bayla didn’t seem to be informed either, which was Grace’s and my fault.

“You guys too… right?”

“We don’t kill uncontrollably.”

“What your clan head is planning sounds like something the pack or Circle wouldn’t approve of,” Julian finally voiced my thought.

I looked around at the others, who had now stopped.

Julian’s expression darkened drastically.

“It’s not my idea and I honestly don’t want anything to do with it.”

Miles started moving and walked past me, which made me keep walking too.

“Who’s going to train them all anyway? I can hardly imagine Bastien, Laurent, Camille and... Tristan having that much time on their hands.”

Why did it sound like a whole armada was coming? Larissa, who appeared at Miles’ side, seemed just as confused as everyone else present.

“How many are there?” asked Bayla, who was now walking behind us with Julian.

“I don’t know, but the local DUIO staff from the DLSC should be enough.”

“Okay, I’m out.” Bayla raised her hands in surrender. “Too many things I need to inform myself about.”

However, I had not yet learned enough, so I glared at Miles. “The DUIO is your unofficial family business, isn’t it? You work with the FBI, MI6, and other important agencies.”

“Just like you’re discreetly involved in North American politics,” Miles laughed.

I would have loved to deny it, but the fact that we Quatura had become so influential was definitely not just due to the maple syrup business. Quatura from the Councils sat in all kinds of offices and political institutions.

Larissa asked one question after another.

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