Chapter 65
KATHERINE.
“You’re also friends with Blue Blood’s son? They’re not good people, Katherine,” Uncle Lander asked the moment Blake shut the door behind him and I shot him an incredulous look because Blake just left right now. He could have heard that.
“Blake’s not bad!” I whisper-yelled, worried that Blake could be listening in even though he’d never do that. “He doesn’t share the same view with his father and he doesn’t care about the issues between River Ash and Silver Bow.”
“Doesn’t he now?” he replied, crossing his arms over his chest. He looked skeptical and I couldn’t blame him because Silver Bow had really put us through the wringer with the help of Blue Blood, but Blake really wasn’t like that. Silver Bow had come up in our conversation during our second night in the UTV and he had a flippant attitude regarding them.
“He really doesn’t.”
“How sure are you? You know he’s taking over the pack after his father, right? Blue Blood’s council would most likely lead him down the same path his father is taking now.”
“Really?” I replied. I didn’t know Blake would be the one taking over Blue Blood after his father. I’d thought it was going to be one of his elder brothers. “Anyway, I’m very sure. Blake’s a good person.”
“I believe Katherine,” Aunt Vivian added, gently stroking the bouquet Blake had given her and Uncle Lander gave her a blank look. “What? He’s a sweet boy.”
“And he’s pretty,” Kit said and a snort escaped me while Uncle Lander glanced at him.
“That’s not even an argument.”
“Also, he could be my mate,” I stated and Uncle Lander’s head jerked in my direction so fast, he could have broken his neck, while Aunt Vivian gasped.
“What?!”
“Hunter Helton too,” I added so he could know two of my potential mates were from Blue Blood, and his left eye twitched.
“The Beta’s son,” he muttered and I nodded.
“Hunter’s a good person too.” He practically radiated ‘good’.
“Didn’t you tell Judy there were three?” Aunt Vivian cut in and I paused because ‘what the hell?’ I knew they were friends but why did she tell Aunt Vivian that? Wasn’t there some sort of seer-client privilege?
“Let me guess. He’s from Blue Blood too.”
“Actually, no. He’s from Dark Moon,” I replied and Uncle Lander’s brows shot up while relief crossed his face. It seemed like he already believed Theo was my mate.
“But he’s not anymore.”
“Not what?”
“He’s not my mate.” He and Lenore would be picking a wedding date during the anniversary celebrations. They were probably doing that right now.
I gritted my teeth at the thought of that and as I remembered the wedding dresses, I couldn’t help but be a bit irritated at Lenore. He wasn’t her mate. Was she just going to let some poor girl get rejected – hopefully not me – by clinging to a man that wasn’t hers?
“Oh. Are you sure?” Uncle Lander asked and I gave him a blank stare. I really didn’t want to talk about why I prayed he wasn’t my mate. “Just asking.”
Kit pulled my hand, drawing my attention, and I raised my brows at him. “Can you show me around?”
“A tour?”
“Yeah, a tour sounds great,” Aunt Vivian said, placing the bouquet of sunflowers on my nightstand and as my gaze drifted to it, the corners of my mouth turned up at the fact that Blake had brought flowers for me. Not my favorite one, but it was still a thoughtful gesture and I liked the fact that I lingered on his mind outside of the times we hung out together. “Apart from this extravagant room, I want to see why their tuition is so insane.”
Uncle Lander coughed at that and sidled up to that. “Don’t bring up the tuition, Vi,” he whispered to her and I tsked before he returned his attention to me and frowned at the fact that I had listened in. “No eavesdropping.”
“Sorry, sorry. Let’s go on a tour of Blackwood.”
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Blackwood’s anniversary was a three-day event and the first day was for the opening ceremony, open house and alumni reunion. The opening ceremony marked the start of the anniversary celebrations and it included speeches by school dignitaries and the unveiling of a school museum exhibit. The open house was an opportunity for potential students for the next session and their parents to visit the school to learn more about it, and the alumni reunion was well, for the past students. The latter made me miss my parents because they were past students and if they were alive, they’d be going for that event.
The second day would be for sports and the school fair. The school fair allowed students and guests to tour various school departments and it served as a fundraiser for school activities and programs, while the sports day was a day-long event where students and guests participated in various sports activities. Kit was really excited about it because Blake had told him about it while I’d been thinking of how he didn’t belong to any of the girls that clung to him, and when Kit had told him he liked soccer, Blake had told him to come to the soccer field.
And finally, the third day would be for a cultural program and faculty dinner. The cultural program was an event that showcased the school’s culture by having students show their creativity and talent, while the faculty dinner was just for the school’s teachers, administrative staff, and support staff. That day was when Hunter’s art auction thing would be happening and I was looking forward to it because once it was over, we’d be able to hang out again. I hadn’t seen or properly talked to him for a while now because he was working on more than one art piece for the auction.
Those weren’t the only events taking place during the anniversary according to the event calendar we’d been given during the opening ceremony but they were the most important.
My family and I had just stepped out of the hall where the opening ceremony took place – surprisingly, it had been quite interesting – and now I was going to give them a proper tour of Blackwood.
“Wow, this place is ‘huge’,” Aunt Vivian said a couple of minutes into the tour while glancing around. “The tuition is worth it.”
“Vi,” Uncle Lander muttered with an exasperated sigh.
“This place is huge,” she repeated and the corner of my mouth turned up before someone called my uncle’s name.
“Oh, those are your parents’ friends,” he said after glancing at the group of people who were currently waving at us and I realized that I recognized most of them. “We’ll be right back,” he added before he and Aunt Vivian headed off and once they and the group walked into a building, Kit pulled my hand.
“Where’s the soccer field?” Pretty sure that was all he’d been thinking about since Blake mentioned it.
I grinned at him. “It’s not far from here. Let’s go there now,” I replied and as I pulled him closer to me, a UTV going at a fast speed suddenly zoomed past him, startling me, before it came to a stop a couple of feet away. If I hadn’t pulled Kit closer, it would have hit him.
The people in the UTV glanced over their shoulders and my stomach turned icy as they grinned at us. It was Poppy and her brother.
“Keep your eyes open, fools,” Steve called out and Poppy laughed like a maniac while anger rose in me like a tide.
I wouldn’t have minded if they’d done that to me but they hadn’t, they’d done it to Kit and I sure as hell would ‘not’ let that slide.