Six
Malaki Crescent
When I got back to the frat house, I found Milo dancing with Sinead. I pulled him away, which he seriously objected to.
“Hey!” he said. “I wasn’t done having my fun.”
I rolled my eyes. “Yes, you were. You have a mate, remember? And if you’re going to fool around, at least give her the respect she deserves by not doing it with one of her roommates.”
Milo rolled his eyes. “I’ll give her respect when she gives me it.”
“f**k around later. We’ve got bigger fish to fry. Follow me.” Immortals University had been built on Crescent pack money. My family had built it centuries ago, wanting a place where people like us could learn about our worlds and histories and traditions without fear. Human and Immortal relations hadn’t always been as peaceful as they were now.
