Page 27 of Eat You Alive (Court Legacy 4)

I faced away, caught looking at her. I fought the curse in my mouth and the shift in my seat. I had hips, and she did sit next to me.

“I take it you know who I am.”

Fuck.

I sat back, this shit more than awkward. I was still getting over the trauma of her brother. “Hi.”

I mean, what the fuck else did I say? Hello, I’m faking dating your asshole brother who came all over my boobs the other night? I hadn’t heard from him since then, but I hadn’t questioned small favors.

Istillfelt his cum on me, that hot sticky cum I scrubbed off in a fucking bathroom. His heady scent lingered on me, though, aromatic, potent. The cruel wolf had claimed me, and when I finally did get home, I hadn’t even been able to shower in a place familiar to me. Wolf’s call from housing had landed me in a new dorm that day, a layout similar to my own but sans roommate. Two bedrooms, I figured that new roommate was coming, and according to Heath, he had a new one by the end of the day.

He hadn’t even questioned my excuse that housing found out we’d been living together, the coed thing a fluke. We’d known it’d been a mistake from the jump, so me using that as an excuse had been easy.

In actuality, his text messages surrounded Wolf. He’d heard rumors about us going together, but I wasn’t trying to talk about that shit.Notafter what Wolf had done to me at the party.

Noa Sloane-Mallick being here now reminded me of the deal with the devil I’d made, her smile a faint one in my direction after my small greeting. I did know who she was, and because I did, I knew why her name was hyphened. She hadn’t always had Wolf’s last name. That had come later when she’d entered their family. An entire website could be made with all the information Wolf, his family, and even the rest of Legacy had on the internet. These people were like the Kardashians but managed to have way more drama.

Noa put out her hand. “We haven’t been formally introduced. I’m Sloane.”

A necklace flicked across her hoodie, an emblem on a chain, and I recognized it. Wolf had worn the same one at the party. Perhaps a family thing, a twin thing. She also had a thick ring on the chain in the form of a gorilla. It had ruby eyes.

Not letting myself care enough to ask about either, I shook Sloane’s hand. Her brother was still very much in my head, so no, I wasn’t going to ask. I nodded. “Fawn.”

It was weird shaking her hand, weird seeing her. She really did look so much like her brother, like the girl version or something.

A curious look flashed across Sloane’s face as she shook my hand, and she kept it short. She started to say something, but my professor started class.

I got my stuff out like everyone else, but Sloane didn’t. She simply sat there. “So, um, you new to this class or…”

“No.”

My attention flicked in her direction. “You’re not?”

“Nope.”

She hadn’t bothered to keep her voice down. Though, I supposed she didn’t have to. This class sat two hundred, the class at half capacity, and the hall we were in was large. We also sat in the back row, and since my professor lectured with a mic, we probably could converse at a decent volume without disrupting anyone or anything.

That didn’t mean we should, though, and Sloane’seyeswere still on me. She had a worse stare than her brother, and I one hundred percent felt it.

“Can I help you with something, then?” I asked. She’d obviously followed me up here and had sat where I’d see her at the door.

“Actually, yes. I came to say you can take yourgood timesomewhere else. Specifically, somewhere else andawayfrom my brother.”

I froze, my fingers mid-type on my laptop. I’d been setting up my doc to take notes. “Sorry?”

Sloane’s legs crossed, her high-tops in my direction. She looked pissed, royally. Her dark eyes narrowed. “Just what I said. You seem like the type of girl who likes to have a good time if the frat party was any indication. And that’s fine, but my brother, Ares, doesn’t need the distraction. Not right now and after the year he just had.”

I was kind of at a loss for words here. I mean, for a few reasons.

The year he had…

Out of everything, I found myself more caught up on that. I didn’t want to be, but yeah, that got my attention.

Sloane’s head tilted. “He lost a year of his life. It was a hard year, and he’s doing everything he can to catch up.”

“I—”

“So, yeah. You can do me that favor.” She grabbed her bag. “I’m not an idiot. I know this is college, but agood timeandthe life of the partyis the last thing Ares Mallick needs right now. So, if you’re that, I’m going to kindly ask you to bow gracefully out of his life. You’re wasting his time and, honestly, your own. These days, he’s definitely not the life of the party. He isn’t because he’s trying to focus on school and get his fucking life back.”

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