EDWARD'S POV
"Who's your owner?" Baze sneers and my fingers curl around the edge of the table.
I force myself not to look up because if I do, this goes somewhere that’ll take more than a truce to fix and I’d rather not give Vixe the satisfaction of watching me lose my head in a dining hall over a provocation this cheap.
Baze is Vixe’s VP. One of maybe three people on this campus I’ve been genuinely waiting for a reason to deal with. He put one of my prospects in the hospital five months ago but Vixe moved so fast to pull out a truce and Baze never saw a single consequence for it.
And now he’s standing next to Layla, obviously sent by Vixe to rile me up.
“Piss off.” Rio fires back first.
Eliot follows, his VP title giving him the standing to match Baze head on. That’s how it’s supp
