The Rejection Of My Three Apex Mates
The girl looked up through the fringe of her hair, her eyes following Camilla's gaze toward the central pavilion.
The pavilion was a massive, elevated structure made of polished steel and smart-tinted glass, floating effortlessly over the main courtyard on magnetic levitation tracks. It was the absolute peak of the campus hierarchy—a VIP sanctuary reserved exclusively for the heirs of the highest-ranking noble houses. Below it, regular students looked up with envious eyes, completely barred from entering without elite security clearances.
And there, sitting in ergonomic leather chairs behind the transparent glass balcony, were the three Apex Predators.
Ethan of House Raymond, Garrick of Hous