Sebastian doesn’t utter a word of goodbye because he’s intercepting the fucker following that girl. Lakynn looks confused as Sebatian grabs the guy by the shirt collar and punches him hard enough in the face to knock him to the ground.

“Don’t fucking look at her,” is all I hear Sebastian say before he straightens his blazer and walks off in the direction where the girl disappeared.

Lakynn gasps, her fingers slip into mine. "I don’t even know what to say."

“Say I can punch people in the quad for looking at you,” I tell her teasingly. “It looks like it’s a school tradition.”

Lakynn laughs, shoving on my chest playfully. “You’re awful, Riven. I swear, I don’t know what I’m going to do with you.” She giggles when I raise my eyebrows suggestively. It’s only when we’re walking toward the chapel that she says, “Do you think Sebastian is going to be a problem? He looks unhinged.”

I shake my head. "No. He’s one of us. If Caiden trusts him, that means something. And if he’s anything like his brother, if we leave that girl alone, he won’t give us a second thought."

She smiles knowingly, snickering that I would have the nerve to clock someone else for behaving the same way I do. "Sounds like someone I know."

Lakynn looks up at me before she says, “That girl looked like she was having a rough day, and I know what that feels like. It’s a small college, maybe I’ll meet her in a class or something and we’ll become friends. I’ve never had a girl friend before, not a real one.”

I wrap my arm around her as we walk. I want that for her. I want her to have friends and all the experiences she’s ever wanted.

“Just stay out of Sebastian’s way if you do meet her. I don’t want to have to fuck him up,” I tell her jokingly, but I’m half serious.

“I saw her look our way as she went by, and she didn’t look very impressed by your friend Sebastian. I’m not so sure it’s a love match,” Lakynn says, leaning into me.

“His twin played hockey back at Castlebrook. Absolute menace. He had this girl. I didn’t pay too much attention to them, but I think she was a ballerina. I swear he’d go feral if he didn’t know where she was for ten fucking seconds.”

Lakynn raises a brow.

I bite the inside of my cheek. “Guess the guys I associate with have something in common.”

She stands on her toes and kisses my jaw. “I’d say so, husband.”