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I turn around and storm toward the door.

“Silas, you’re not going to dump any more bodies on my property, do you understand?”

I pause as I grip the door, my nails digging into the wood. “I am this way because ofyou.”

And I bolt down the stairs before he can say anything else.

CHAPTER 25

Ivy

As I walkthrough Spine Ridge University’s main building after my classes are all done, Aspen hails me and drags me into the friends group.

“Finally, I found you. Where’ve you been?” Aspen asks. “Thought you’d ghosted on me.”

“Sorry, I got carried away with … work.” I chuckle. “But you can PM me anytime.”

I hold up my phone and show her my profiles.

“Oh, I’m gonna add you,” Xavier says as he butts in. “Never hurts to add another lady.” He makes click-clacking noises with his tongue.

Aspen grumbles with embarrassment. “Jesus, Xav.”

“What? A man’s got needs.”

“I thought you had the hots for Sunny—”

He smashes his hand in front of my mouth, shushing me. “Don’t. Don’t ever say that out loud again.”

I make a face when he finally removes his hand. “Okay, sorry.”

“Ignore him. She does the same,” Aspen says, rolling her eyes.

“Hey, she’s not ignoring me. We just haven’t … talked. At all. Yet.” He shrugs.

“Wait, not even once?” I snort. “Wow.”

He narrows his eyes at me. “Y’all think you’re so funny.”

“Bye, Xav,” Aspen yells as he leaves. “He’s been pissy since the family dinner. Don’t worry about him.”

“Family dinner?”

“Yeah.” She pulls up some photos and holds them up for me to see, and my eyes nearly bulge out of my head.

“That’s your family?” I mutter.

“Yup, all nine of us. My mom’s got a polyamorous relationship with three guys. To us, it’s normal. We’re just half siblings, but we love each other to death.”

“Oh, interesting … Max said the same thing about his family.”

She nods. “It’s a theme, for sure.”

But in the photo she’s holding, Silas’s deadly eyes are all I can look at. Even when he’s with his family, he has the same stone-cold face, as though he has zero feelings, not for anyone or his surroundings.

But that pink unicorn shirt he’s wearing in the picture … that’s all the proof I need to know I wasn’t seeing ghosts the other night when I thought I’d seen them kill a man in cold blood.

“Except Silas. He can suck a bag of dicks for all I care,” Aspen says, tucking her phone away again.