Monroe’s palm slapped into mine and I smirked at him as I felt that deal strike between us like a thunder clap.
“You can’t do this!” Brown shrieked as he got to his feet again and we turned back to look at him.
“We already did,” I snarled.
Kyan whooped his excitement, slamming the bat down on the red hood of the car and breaking more glass from the lights as Blake cupped his hands around his mouth and started up a chant which was quickly gathered up by the crowd watching us. Even Miss Pontus was screaming alongside the mob and the words that filled the air were the final nail in the coffin for our ex headmaster.
Down with Brown!
Down with Brown!
Down with Brown!
Down with Brown!
I leapt from the roof of the car, landing before him with a savage grin on my face as I stalked closer.
“You won’t get away with this!” Brown threatened as he backed up, but the many hands of the surrounding students shoved him towards me again and I snatched hold of his lapel as I dragged him close to speak in his ear.
“I already have. We’re kings here, but you’re nothing more than a traitor. And we have no room for traitors in our empire.”
He struggled as I dragged him towards the gate but his shiny, polished shoes just slid across the gravel. Who would have thought I’d be looking down on someone for keeping their appearance polished? But when the world was going to shit apparently even some of the most important things in the world to me didn’t matter at all.
With a grunt of effort, I threw our headmaster out of the gates and swung them shut in his face with an echoing clang.
“Get the fuck out of here!” I roared.
I turned away from him dismissively and leapt back up onto the roof of the Ford Mustang beside Monroe.
Brown was staring back at us, his mouth wide as the crowd cheered for his downfall and crowned Monroe as a new king in his place.
“And if you even attempt to come back, you’ll answer to the Night Keepers!” I threw my arm around Monroe’s shoulders and he looked at me with a ruthless kind of triumph shining in his gaze. “All four of us!”
Blake fired the gun again as Kyan howled to the moon and the crowd of onlookers screamed their approval to their saviours.
My gaze caught on Tatum once more as she looked up at us with her full lips parted and her wide eyes taking in the show with a mixture of horror and awe. And she was right to be afraid. Because if she thought we’d held power here before, then she had no idea what was coming next.
My heart thrashed with excitement at the idea of that.
It felt like everything was about to change around here. But one thing remained the same. We still owned her. And I had no intention of ever letting her go.