Page 74 of Reign By Wrath

“Should we be doingthis here?”

Victor and I huddled in the stairwell outside the dean’s office. He chased all my pursuers off, and it didn’t look like they were coming back.

The first thing I did when he returned was tell him I finally had Everleigh’s access to the T.O.D. Club. He led me into the stairwell to search her history.

“We have to,” he replied. “Everleigh knows what’s on this phone better than anyone, and she wants it back now. These things have GPS. She knows we’re in the administration building, and you can bet she’s waiting for the moment we leave.”

“You’re right,” I whispered, who knew why. No one could hear me. “We can’t let her stop us now that we have it. We know that she can see who the members are because there’s no way she assigned Wesley, Levi, Giovanni, and the other guys their tasks blind.”

“She didn’t.” Victor’s expression was grave. “I found it.”

I nearly tripped rushing to his side to see. There it was. The website Wolf kicked me off of, but also not. This page was nothing like the one I was on a short time ago. That one was all screen names and anonymous dares.

This one laid it all bare.

“Rachel Price dares someone to hurt Professor Stein and make it look like an accident,” I read. “The public dares go into the lottery. There’s a list of all the potential names and— There we go. The dare just went to David Maypole. Can we see the private messages too?”

“Right here.” Victor tapped thePrivate Messagestab on the screen.

A long, unending scrollable list appeared.

“Becca Savage sent a private message to Natalie Burgess in the amount of one thousand dollars,” he read. “It’s all here, Luna. Everyone in the club and all the terrible things they’ve been daring each other to do.”

“How far back does it go? Do we have the dares she gave to those monsters who hurt Winter?”

“That was a year ago and...” Victor scrolled down and down. “This is just this week. We’d need time to go through it all.”

“We can’t stay here forever.” I chewed my lip, thinking. This was it. This phone was Everleigh’s leverage over the Royals. It was proof the T.O.D. Club was behind Winter’s torture and who knew how many other crimes. In our hands was the key to exposing the club and putting things right for a lot of people. The next move we made had to be perfect.

“Everleigh wants to keep her good rep, but if she comes in here, screeching to the dean that we stole her property, we can’t defend ourselves.” I blew out a breath. “I know what we have to do.”

I took out my phone and dialed a number that she refused to give me, so I had to get it from Katie.

“What?”

My brow twitched. I was already annoyed. “Good evening, Saylor. How are you this fine day?”

“I’m hanging up.”

“Wait,” I snapped. “Fuck’s sake, you make it impossible to be nice to you.”

“I was about to say the same thing to you, Tambourine.”

“Tambourine?”

“Everyone gets a turn banging you.”

I dropped the phone and counted to three. I didn’t call to trade insults with her. I would not rise to her bait. Putting the phone back to my ear, I said, “Fuck you. The price for solving all of your problems just went up.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Everleigh used her all-access, behind-the-scenes pass to the T.O.D. Club to make the Royals turn on you. That pass... is mine now.”

Something crashed on her end. “Give it to me.”

“Of course. What else would I do?” My smirk was wicked. “But like I said, there’s a price.”

“What do you want?”

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