Page 30 of Wicked Games (Fallen Royals 2)

She shrugs. “Amelie mentioned something.”

“Not all of the golden boys need bringing down,” I say carefully. I don’t know what Amelie said. Again, my mind goes to the worst possible place: Trap.

This school is filled with vipers.

“Excuse me,” I say, ducking into my classroom.

Caleb and Liam are already inside. Eli and Theo haven’t arrived yet.

Show of strength.

I take my seat in front of Caleb, ignoring him. After all, we’re done. I said it out loud, spoke the damn words into existence. I’ll go to Hell before I go back on my word.

Be a wolf.

“How was your weekend, Margo?” Liam asks.

I rotate, ignoring the way Caleb’s gaze goes straight to my wrist.

I force myself to smile. “It was great. How was yours?”

He fakes a yawn. “Exceptionally boring.”

“Hmm.” Caleb stretches out, his legs coming into my space. “Well, there was that girl.”

“Which one?” Liam grins.

I move my foot away from Caleb’s.

“The one who put your picture all over Instagram.” Caleb snorts. “Was that number two or three?”

“Man-whore,” Eli coughs. He comes up the aisle and falls into the seat beside me. Ian’s usual seat. “You gonna sleep with every girl who looks your way?”

Liam glances at me. “Nah, not all of them.”

My cheeks heat.

“Good,” I snap, trying to cover my sudden embarrassment. “I think I’d go blind if I saw you naked.”

They all laugh—well, all except Caleb. He just glares at me.

I turn away as the teacher raps her knuckles on the desk, calling us to attention.

Breathe, I tell myself.

Caleb disappears after class, and I don’t see him again. It’s unusual enough to give me chills. He used to wait for me at the door and walk me to my classes. Each time I leave and he’s not there, I throw back my shoulders and remind myself that this is a good thing. I wasn’t sure if Caleb would be able to respect boundaries.

Turns out, he does.

My palms grow sweatier the closer we get to lunch. I’m supposed to meet Amelie in the greenhouse, but I can’t bear to go alone. The bell rings, and I hunt down Riley and beg her to come with me.

“To meet… Amelie?”

“Yes.” I tap my foot. “Please.”

“Why?”

“Because… She doesn’t want Caleb to win, either.”

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