Dukes of Madness: Royals of Forsyth U (Royals of Forsyth University Book 5) by Angel Lawson & Samantha Rue

Author:Angel Lawson & Samantha Rue [Lawson, Angel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-06-23T18:30:00+00:00

Remy’s on me the second I take my seat. “Was that Cash?”

“Who?” I look around, pretending I don’t know what he’s talking about, which is when I catch Sy’s eye. He doesn’t look pleased.

“The guy you were talking to before.” Remy grabs my chin, forcing my gaze to his. “Was it Cash Money?”

“Oh, him.” I make a casual, dismissive sound, taking Remy’s hand in mine. “No, that was just some pledge asking where the bathroom is.”

Remy watches me closely—too closely. I’m a Lucia. The ability to tell a lie is pretty much embedded into my DNA. But somehow, I get around Remy and forget all my cues, his green eyes piercing straight through me. I know I’m fucked when his hand slips away. His expression closes up, shutting me out, and even when he turns to watch Nick square up with the LDZ guy, there’s a coldness to his eyes that makes me look worryingly at Sy.

That’s why I miss the first hit.

I see it in Sy’s face, though, the way his brows crouch low when he winces. I hear it through the roar of the crowd, half of them excited, half of them enraged. When I turn to look, Nick is staggering, but clearly doing his best to shake it off. The first time I saw Nick fight in here, it was like watching an artist. The hits, the taunts, the arrogance. Nick commanded the fight, leading Perez always where he wanted him. He planned, he calculated, he strategized.

Tonight, Nick barely even gets past watching the LDZ’s foot movements.

He takes a hit to the jaw, one to the ribs, another to his chin. He always backs away and regroups, and I can see the annoyance simmering behind his blue eyes, but the fire… the fire isn’t there.

His heart only looks half in it.

Remy leans forward, elbows on his bouncing knees as he watches, and he sees it, too. “Where the fuck is Nick tonight?” he growls, scowling as Nick takes a mean right hook. I can hear the smack of skin all the way up the bleachers.

“Son of a—shake it off, Nicky!” Sy calls next to me. “You’ve got thi—”

Nick takes another hit, this one a foot right in the hip. He sways and doesn’t fall, but it’s close, and watching him struggle to keep his bearings puts my teeth on edge.

This is going to be a bloodbath.

“Fuck this, I’m going down there,” Sy says, pushing past us. He moves like a freight train, one second on the bleachers, the next up on the ring, shouting, “Time! I need a fucking time-out!”

The ref approves, and the LDZ sophomore Nick thought he could take so easily, struts over to his corner.

Nick limps to his.

“This is bad?” I ask, but I already know. It’s really bad. Nick is losing and I’m the reason why. He’s worn out, exhausted, his body a wreck from the days in the cage.

His hands are still twitching.

Remy shakes his head, not even looking at me. “Bruins don’t lose.

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