Beyond Vengeance: Pacific Prep #3 by R.A. Smyth

Author:R.A. Smyth [Smyth, R.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-10-10T18:30:00+00:00

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None of us go to class for the rest of the week. Since West isn’t a fighter like Mason or Hawk, his sudden bruised appearance will only raise unwanted questions, and with the gauntlet hanging over our heads, the rest of us need to strategize about our next moves. So the five of us hole up in their apartment, relying on gossip from Emilia and Beck to keep us up to date on what's going on in the rest of the school.

The only time we leave is to go to Cam’s swimming competition on Saturday. He’s in the regional championships, which means nothing to me, but it’s something he’s proud of, and we all want to be there to support him. He’s been in the pool every spare minute he’s had—which admittedly is not as much as he probably would have liked considering all we’ve had going on. With a hoodie pulled up over his head, hiding the last of the bruising on his face, West was able to join us, and we watch Cam as he once again kicks ass—and looks fucking panty-melting doing it.

Of course, Lawrence can’t let the occasion go by without a visit, and this time, as he stands by the poolside, his gaze remains fixed on me, where I sit in the stands beside Hawk. I do my best to ignore it, but his eyes burn into me like a laser. I have to curtail my enthusiasm for Cam’s win, not wanting to alert Lawrence to my intense feelings for his son, but as Cam stalks into the locker room afterward, and the guys get to their feet around me, I can’t help glancing his way. I instantly regret it, as the corner of his lip curls up in a confident sneer, momentarily immobilizing me.

“Ignore him,” Hawk whispers in my ear, a scowl etched across his face as he gently pushes on my shoulder, nudging me forward. Ripping my eyes away from Lawrence, I follow the guys out of the stands, but I swear, even after we’re back in our dorm and Lawrence is long gone, I still feel his eyes on me.

On Monday morning, our masks are firmly in place as we throw open the doors to the dining hall and make our way to the Princes’ table amidst murmurs from the rest of the year. Taking our seats, I do my best to ignore the gawking and obvious whispers as breakfast is delivered. The five of us eat in silence—not that I manage to eat much with the lead lining my stomach—and once we’re finished, Hawk gives us the signal and we all get to our feet.

“We understand there have been issues regarding recent changes to the girl of the month tradition.” Hawk’s voice echoes around the room, loud and clear for everyone to hear.

My hands clench tightly around the edge of the wooden table, hating that we have to do this, but we’ve discussed it in depth over the last few days and none of us can see any way around it.

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