Rival: The Dorms, A Dark College Romance (Elite of Elmwood Academy Book 4) by J.L. Weil

Rival: The Dorms, A Dark College Romance (Elite of Elmwood Academy Book 4) by J.L. Weil

Author:J.L. Weil [Weil, J.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Magick Publishing, LLC
Published: 2022-08-27T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWELVE

MICAH

“This just keeps getting fucking more interesting,” Brock said as if I already didn’t know the Sterling situation was quickly tumbling out of control. That only meant it was my turn to take the reins.

So far Sterling had been calling all the shots while I played catch-up, trying to uncover his intentions. I still might not know what the fucker’s agenda was, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t dominate the game.

I stared at the matte black envelope Brock had handed me. What the fuck is he up to? This felt like bait, and I didn’t care that my name was Bradford. Despite my forefathers all being a part of Chi Sigma, I didn’t believe with Sterling as current president that my name would have given me a free pass.

However, perhaps I could use this little ticket to my advantage. That had been my play from the beginning, but I assumed after I rearranged his face last weekend that rushing for Chi Sigma had been removed from the table.

Apparently not.

Weren't fraternities just concealed secret societies? Or a guise for asshole bullies who were one dead animal away from being serial killers in the making? There was something about the whole eternal brotherhood that I found disturbing. Not like what I had with Brock, Fynn, and Grayson. Our bond went deeper than parties, drunk nights, and being jackasses.

No one was more surprised when I got the invitation to rush Chi Sigma than me. Not even Brock appeared stunned by the letter, nor the identical one with his name scribbled on it.

“No shit,” I groused, the letter in my fingers crinkling.

Brock tapped the envelope against his palm. “You have to admit, this guy has balls.”

A growl rumbled in the back of my throat. “Which is exactly why I don’t want him tangled up with Mads. He’s made this personal.” I tore open the envelope and slipped out the printed card. Only a date, time, place, and password were typed on the invitation.

August 29th

Midnight

Ash Woods

PASSWORD: Manwhore



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