The Heirs: The Silver Knight

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Aleks

Another Full Moon party, another night of debauchery and forced socialization. Another night gone without knowing who killed Rory Farrell. Another night with a noose loosely dangled around my neck, courtesy of Gabe fucking Rossi. Spreading rumors that I'm the one who killed Rory, that I'm the one who wants to incite war.

The fucking prick.

If it wouldn't cause such strife, I'd strangle him to death myself.

It doesn't help that the redhead, Kat – is all over me again.

Thankfully, Nestor Semenov and his brother Vic show up. I have no fucking idea what they are doing here, but I've never been more relieved for a distraction in my life. I carefully extricate Kat from my presence and go to Nestor and Vic, who greet me happily.

"Didn't think to call?" I ask.

Nestor eyes the party. "I was in a mood. I needed good molly and maybe a good fuck from an eager co-ed."

I give him a blank look.

Vic rolls his eyes and shakes my hand. "Mind if we crash tonight?"

"Of course not. What brings you to town, really?"

"Dad sent us to London for a few weeks. Deal with the Brits. Should be a good time. The Murphys are in town too, so you know it'll be lucrative," Vic says.

"Yeah, yeah," Nestor throws his hand dismissively to the side. "Who...are they? The girls with Eva?" he asks in an intrigued voice.

I follow his line of sight and try not to roll my eyes.

Of course, Sophie Donnelly, Tate Yenin, and Ariana Donnelly are making a scene. They're dancing on top of a table with my sister. Hannah and Imogen stand off to the side, Hannah looking slightly mortified, Imogen watching the crowd with nervous eyes as always.

I smile into my cup.

Kotenok [kitten] tonight, I suppose.

The nerve she had coming up to me and offering to exchange information with me was more ona d'yavol [she-devil] of her, but I find both sides equally grating and entertaining simultaneously.

To say I'm extremely confused about my feelings towards the skittish, yet bold, bookworm would be an understatement.

"Don't even think about it," I warn.

Nestor looks offended.

"Donnelly," I explain with one word.

"Ah," Nestor chuckles. "Tatiana is looking good though..."

"Don't let Zane here you say that. My brother will cut your cock off before you even have the chance to try with her."

Nestor throws back his head in laughter. "What's the story on the other ones?"

"Ariana is Ronan and Mira's girl. She's the princess of the Outfit and the Irish. She's also completely off-limits."

"Says who?" Nestor asks with a huff.

"Says Josh Callahan."

"Damn. They all pissing circles around these girls? What about the curvy one with the pink?" he asks, eyeing Sophie.