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Chapter 5

Knight

Age 12

It took six weeks before we finally got the news we had been waiting for. We were officially Gravins. I still couldn’t believe my father had us cut their brakes. I can’t get over Uncle Mitchell hitting Kara’s sister over the back of the head and forcing her into the car. I thought when she had woken up and started telling her father she had proof of what we had done that he would listen, but he didn’t. I could see the anger and fear in her eyes. I had never actually noticed her until that moment. We had always been so focused on Kara that her sister, the bookworm, wasn’t even a blimp on our radar. We were thirteen and becoming men.

But seeing her bright green eyes filled with fear and anger. She knew she was going to die. Yet, it wasn’t until today that she finally let go and succumbed to her injuries. At least that's what the obituary was stating from the website on my phone.

I was hoping that dad's contact at the hospital would confirm everything. I hadn't been able to sleep since hearing her say she had proof of what we did. There wasn't any evidence at the scene of the accident. Nothing to back up her words.

It broke me when dad forced us to follow behind them and watch as the car careened over the guardrail. He made us walk down to the scene and I saw Kara in a pool of her own blood, her sister in the back knocked out in the back seat, their dad's blank stare of death. Kara had seen me and begged for our help, but dad forced us back up and away from them, Karas cries for help echoing through the trees a sound that will haunt me until the day I die.

I will never forgive myself for having to end her to survive life in my own home. To become a Gravin. The elite of the rich and powerful in our town. They all had blood on their hands. And to become one they wanted blood on your hands too. And if coming as an heir we had to be initiated early.

Lucian and Nash weren't speaking to me right now. Not that I blame them. It was my fault. If I hadn't told father, I wanted Kara he would have never raped her. If I hadn't told him I didn't care that she was broken, that I was going to make her mine someday, he wouldn't have chosen her as my mark. Yeah, her dad and mine had a business deal go south recently as well but I knew my father had handpicked the three of them to get rid of the one thing I wanted. Her.

But it wasn't Kara's image that wouldn't leave my mind. It was her sister, the one that until that day, I had never noticed other than to pick on her about being a nerd and addicted to reading. I don't know if I could ever forget those eyes. The anger, the fear, the need for revenge against us. It was almost a release that she was gone. That she could never hurt us. It's probably greed that makes me say this, but justice will never be served for the Andersons. It all died with her.

Nash knocks on my door and enters before I can call him in. He plops down on my bed and looks at me.

"Dad just got the call. Aurora Brielle Anderson died this morning at seven forty-five from her injuries."

" So she's really gone. We are Gravin?" I ask as Lucian pushes my door open.

"Aren't you concerned at how late they posted this though?" Lucian asks, he is naturally more suspicious of everything.

"Maybe they had to notify someone." Nash offers up.

I nod, "we will attend her funeral just like we did theirs. I want this over with. We just took three lives."

Dad comes to the doorway and grins, "No you took four. Kara Anderson was pregnant. You helped rid the world of my bastard child." He announces this with a huge smile on his face as I immediately feel sick. Nash grabs my trash can and throws up as Lucian and I run for my attached bathroom. He throws up in the sink as I throw up in the toilet. We unknowingly killed a baby.

It's more than just him making us kill a family that we knew. We are now the reason an innocent child never had any chance to live all because my father raped her and didn't want to own up to what he did. I knew it was more than just getting rid of the victims, it was more than the argument between dad and Mr. Anderson.

After throwing up I made my way back into my room all three of us couldn't look at each other I definitely can’t look my brothers in the eye what have we done the guilt was already clawing through my body like a poison I don't think we were ever going to get over what we dead all the become something that we didn't even want. To become Gravin.

Gravin is for the most elite, the richest families to prove they are better than just rich that they are more than money. That people like us could get away with anything including murder and to join you had to have blood on your hands. Thanks to our father the blood on our hands belongs to two teenage girls, an innocent unborn baby and their father. There's no way to get over what we just did.

Nash sits in front of me searching the obituary before he looks up at us, “Here's the thing that confuses me wouldn't they have put down four dead in the car crash? It doesn't make sense that they wouldn't put that the baby died too. I scoured and hacked into the hospital records and there's no signs that she was pregnant. There's also no longer proof that Aurora Anderson was ever there. I don't know if we should believe that she's really gone until we see her body. " He looks over at me and Lucien, “How can we be sure she's really dead if there's no record of her anywhere?”

Lucian looks over at him. “Do you think she's somehow survived and convinced somebody to make an announcement that she's dead? I mean she's what 12 how would she have that kind of power? Who would do that for a kid?”

I looked over at him and raised my eyebrow, “We’re just thirteen and look what we get away with. You should never underestimate a kid just because she's young doesn't mean she won't survive. We all know that Mr. Anderson was a billionaire. Anything is possible with that kind of money to back them up. He was richer than even dad. I'm with Nash. We need to see her body before we're sure she's gone. Honestly, I'm afraid that one day this will all come back and bite us in the ass. We've got to protect ourselves. We may not like it, but we are Graven, and we can't let anything take us down.”

They walk out of my room soon after and I curl on my bed. What if she did survive? She'll break us all. Honestly, we would deserve it. I still can't get the image of her eyes out of my head or the view of her lying against the window in a pool of her own blood. I can still hear Kara’s screams as she begs us to save her. If I had known she was pregnant I would have fought harder to stay to save her.

What my father did to her was my fault anyways. But that baby was my family, and I will never get the chance to know him or her. I shake my head and look down, my jaw tight. it might take me a few years, but I need to take my father down. I need to make him pay for what he made us do. Even if Aurora survived or really is dead, I’m going to make damn sure he doesn't get away with killing my sibling.

The next morning Nash called all the local funeral homes, but none had her. we get in touch with the last one on our list and find that they have cremated the body due to not having any family to come claim her. We don't get the chance to see the body. For all we know there wasn't one. But if Aurora is alive, she’s hiding. Nash has skills and he can’t find her anywhere. It’s honestly like she disappeared from the face of the planet.

Over the next five years, we choose to become everything our father hoped for us and more. We became Gravin. Our freshman year we helped Uncle Mitchell die from an ‘accidental’ overdose from meth and coke. Our sophomore year of high school everyone started calling us the Kings Of Granville High and our dad had us murder a rival from the next city over. We had everything we could want and more. Girls lined up to be fucked by us. Guys lined up to be our friends, but it wasn’t enough. Hell, by senior year I was so done with it all. I still constantly looked over my shoulder looking for her. Never getting the closure I needed to know she was really gone was driving me insane.

Six years later Freshman in College

I could feel foreboding in the air the first day of our Freshman year at Granville Prep, but I chose to ignore it. I had been feeling like shit all summer. Something was coming. But I wasn’t going to let it get to me. My brothers and I can beat anything as long as we stick together. Nothing can break us. We became everything we feared at thirteen. Alpha’s with no one we had to answer to. Beta’s wanted to fuck or be us, Omega’s wanted to be claimed by us. We are a pack. And we became the devil.

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