Dirty Wicked Prince (Court Legacy 1)

It’d been freaking weird too. The guy didn’t even seem mad about it.

My brother grinned. “He actually said I had balls after I did it. Standing up for my sister and all that.”

He said as much, and I threw my arm around him, pulling him down with me. I gave him a noogie. “I can fight my own battles.”

“I know,” he said, wrestling me away. He smiled. “But I’ve been a little shit to you recently, and I think we both know that I owed you.”

I was happy to hear him say that. I was happy to hear we were cool again.

He lounged back against the lockers. “Anyway, I think I got lucky hitting Wolf this time. He said he’d kill my ass if I tried something like that again. Pretty sure this was a one-off.” He chuckled. “It was kind of weird actually. It was almost like he let me punch him when I found him last night.”

Again, an uber weird morning. The guy had fucking stabbed me, but thought it was cool that Bru was standing up for his sister?

Epically.

Fucking.

Weird.

These Legacy boys were most certainly a special breed.

“So are you and Dorian a thing?” I gazed around after what my brother said. He laughed. “Sloane, that’s a good thing. It means you’re basically shielded around this place. You know that, right?”

I could assume that was probably a given if Dorian and I were a thing, but I wasn’t his property.

“He doesn’t own me,” I said to Bru, and he merely laughed again.

“You’re going to get me killed one of these days,” he said, but did toss an arm around me.

Gratefully, my brother hadn’t fucked his hand up enough not to play. He went on to explain he got the brace from the school nurse this morning, and it was temporary. He just needed to rest and ice it until the swelling went down, I guess.

He’d still be able to play ball, and I was glad he wouldn’t suffer again for another one of my stunts.

My brother ended up walking me to my first class, and though we chatted for a little bit, he didn’t bring up anything about Dorian or Legacy. I was glad. I wouldn’t talk any more about it if he did.

Last night and this morning were just all too weird.

*

Dorian wasn’t at lunch.

In fact, none of the Legacy boys were. According to Bow, they’d gone to Jax’s Burgers today. They’d invited her to come along, but she’d opted to stay at school. She apparently wasn’t much of a rule breaker, and I guessed they’d been dragging her along to eat with them when they had gone.

I supposed they trusted me enough not to take advantage of her now because none of them were there in the courtyard that day. Of course, many of their legions of fans still were, and I noticed Bru out there with them.

I wondered if that burger invite they’d given him that day had been a one-off, or if Bru had simply made enemies with Ares when my brother had decided to defend my honor this morning.

Odds were, that probably wasn’t the case considering how lax Ares had been when it came to the whole thing, and really, any distance between my brother and that psychopath Mallick I was completely okay with anyway. The guy was fucking crazy.

I mean, he’d stabbed me this morning.

The little rabbit talked my ear off now that she was back at my table, and I didn’t mind because I really had missed her. Call me crazy, but I really did want to protect this girl. She just had this innocence about her, and it couldn’t be helped.

“I can’t believe you just walked in there,” she said, truly awed after I told her about busting up the guys’ poker game. “They just let that happen?” She shook her head. “That doesn’t happen, Sloane.”

Well, they’d let me. At least, Dorian had. Again, the whole thing had been unusual. Telling the story back, it almost seemed like he’d stood up for me for a hot minute before dragging me away.

“Who’s Charlie?” I asked, casual about it. The name had been a buzzword in my head through my first few classes. For obvious reasons, I hadn’t asked Dorian about it when he’d asked what I heard.