All Chapters of Reckless Royals of Nocturne Prep: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CONRADThe question hit me like ice water."He'll survive," I said quickly. "He comes from money. His family will get him good lawyers. Cozy up with fucking royals. He'll be fine. A few months of questioning, maybe some community service. They can't prove he actually killed anyone because he didn't. The evidence will fall apart eventually and it will be too late to learn anything new. The Whitmores will pay Annalise’s mother something worth her time and everyone fucking forgets and lets it go.""But you're framing him," Seraphina said. "You're making him take the blame for what you did. You are rich too.""My father is rich!” I yelled back, immediately, scractching at my face. “There is a fucking difference.”“Plus, he can handle it," I insisted. My voice sounded desperate even to my own ears. "He's strong. He'll survive this. He will. I am just an Omega. This world would eat me alive for protecting myself."They both tilted their heads in that synchronized way that made my skin craw

MIYORIThe walk to the conference hall felt longer than it should have. My heels clicked against the marble floors in a rhythm that matched my heartbeat. Too fast. Too loud. I could hear voices before I even reached the doors. Angry voices. Grief-stricken voices. Voices demanding answers I didn't have. But I had to give because it was the position I had taken up.I pushed open the doors.The noise hit me like a physical wall. Parents were everywhere. Standing in clusters, pacing by the windows, sitting in chairs with their heads in their hands. Some were crying. Others were shouting. The one thing they did all share was that all of them turned to look at me when I entered."There she is!" someone yelled. "The headmistress who can't protect our kids!"A woman rushed toward me. She was tall, blonde, dressed in expensive clothes that probably cost the fortune of two middle class generations. Her face was twisted with rage and grief in equal measure.The sentinels moved to block her path.

KIERANI stood by the window, watching the stream of expensive cars roll through Nocturne's gates. Black sedans. Silver SUVs. Parents. Lots of them."This cannot be good for the school," Rae said from beside me.I turned to look at her. She was still by her own window, arms crossed, face pressed close to the glass like she could somehow see better that way."Don't worry about it," I said. "It'll take a lot for Nocturne to actually suffer. This place built its name from the bottom up. One scandal… or two won't bring it down."She didn't look convinced, but she moved away from the window anyway. Her steps were slow. Careful. Like she was conserving energy she didn't have."I wonder if my father will be among them," she said quietly.The way those words came out. Bitter. Resentful. Like she'd rather chew glass than see Alpha Magnus Vale walk through those gates. I felt that emotion through our bond, sharp and cold in my chest."Would you want him to be?" I asked.She laughed, but there

CONRADI lost control momentarily. It was the drugs. They made me honest. Too honest. I was not even the one driving.Luckily, the wheels returned before it was too late.My hands were on his face. When had I put them there? His skin was warm under my palms. Real. Solid. Everything else felt like it was melting at the edges but Luca was sharp and clear and right in front of me."Don't hate me," I heard myself say, trying to find my footing without being too obvious. The words had to come from somewhere deep in my chest. Somewhere that ached. "Please, Luca. If you hate me, then there's nothing left."His eyes were so dark. Had they always been that icy? They looked at me like I was to be feared. With how I had led, it was not wrong that he thought so."I don't hate you," he said. His voice was low and careful. "You did not do anything bad, did you?"The question hung between us. My mouth opened. The truth was right there, sitting on my tongue like a pill I couldn't swallow. I could… jus

RAEThe smell hit me first. Sharp antiseptic mixed with something metallic that burned the back of my throat. The morgue lights buzzed faintly overhead, a constant hum that made the silence heavier. Cassian walked ahead of us, his expression unreadable as he pushed open the final door. It hissed shut behind us, sealing the three of us inside with the dead.We’d gotten here through Headmistress Miyori’s office. Cassian had known exactly where to look, pressing his hand against a section of the wall that slid aside to reveal a hidden passage. Behind the false library shelf was a staircase that led down to this place. It didn’t look like part of a school anymore. It looked like something else, something older.Annalise lay on a metal table at the center of the room, covered with a white sheet. A single healer stood beside her, scribbling notes into a clipboard. Her eyes lifted when she noticed us."Professor? What are you doing here?" she asked, voice calm but firm. Her tone carried the