Page 100 of Breakers (Academy of Stardom 3)

“Itismy fault. I should’ve put Frederico down years ago.”

“You tried,” I say, recalling the night Frederico beat the shit out of Dax, using two of his crew members to hold him down because he was too pussy to fight him one-on-one.

“Well tonight we’re ending that cunt once and for all,” Dax promises, pulling into a side street not far from Rocks in record time. He turns to me, handing me the car keys, then pulls out a revolver from the glove compartment. Popping the magazine, he checks the bullets before clicking it back into place, then presses a hard kiss against my lips.

“Come back to me,” I demand.

He nods, getting out of the car. “Lock the door. Do not open it for anyone except us. If I’m not back with the guys in ten minutes, I want you to get the fuck out of here and wait at our place. The key to the flat is on that bunch,” he says, then slams the door and rushes off before I can even respond.

Fifteen minutes pass and I’m still waiting for his return. I know he said ten minutes. I know I’m disobeying him, but fuck, I can’t seem to move my damn arse. The street is like a graveyard with no one around, and a feeling of disquiet travels down my spine. I consider calling Beast or Grim, but given everything that’s gone down tonight, I decide against it. My Breakers will be okay. They have to be.

“Fuck, where are you?” I whisper, looking for the millionth time in the rearview mirror, but this time instead of being greeted with an empty street, I notice four familiar figures running towards me. Unclipping my seatbelt, I open the car door, a mixture of relief and fear flooding every fibre of my body.

“TINY!” Xeno roars, just as an arm slides around my waist and something cold and sharp presses against my throat.

“Hello, Penelope, long time no see,” a familiar voice says.

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