Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 181613 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 908(@200wpm)___ 726(@250wpm)___ 605(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181613 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 908(@200wpm)___ 726(@250wpm)___ 605(@300wpm)
But when Silas motherfucking Rivera, along with his buddies Max and Heath, and a dozen other Skull and Serpent Society fuckers burst through the crowd, I’m on high alert. He shoves people aside and pulls out a gun, shooting into the ceiling.
BANG!
The crowd disperses, and chaos ensues near the entry halls.
Motherfucker…
“LEVI! Where the fuck are you?” Silas screams, storming toward the dance floor. “Better show your fucking face right now or I’m gonna burn this place to the ground!”
Well, isn’t this a nice fucking surprise?
I peer around like a hawk until I find Levi disappearing into the crowd, stealing a sweater off a chair to disguise himself as someone else, and to hide his neck tattoo, which makes him stand out.
But Silas’s enraged shoving and pushing through my crowd of party people ticks me off.
“Silas?” Ivy steps out of her little group of friends and approaches him. “What are you doing here? I thought you didn’t wanna come?”
“I don’t, but you didn’t fucking tell me my own goddamn sister would be here, at a fucking Phantom party!”
He’s completely off-his-rocker angry, the type that really gets me going, and my muscles begin to twitch.
Grey appears from the bathroom, oblivious to Silas’s sudden entry. When Silas spots him, he immediately goes for Grey.
“Oh my God,” Océane mutters, clearly taken aback by the violence.
“Let’s go.” Talon steps in and pulls her away from what is obviously the start of a fight.
Skull and Serpent Society members are grabbing our Phantoms left and right and punching them in the face when they don’t like what they have to say, and it gets me riled the fuck up.
“Y’all better stop right now or I will pound you all into the fucking floor,” I growl. I grab one of them by the neck and shove him into a chair, which breaks on impact.
BANG!
Gunshots make the crowd panic even more.
They ruined my fucking party.
I swiftly find the owner of the gun and knock it out of his hand by twisting his arm so badly it breaks, and he shrieks out loud. I laugh in his face. “Silas should’ve told you there’s a price to bringing a gun here.”
“Motherfucker!” he retorts, hiding behind his buddies.
“Coward,” I yell.
Silas has found Grey and grabs him by the shirt. “What the fuck were you thinking bringing my sister here?”
Grey jerks free. “Get your hands off me.”
Silas shoves him in the chest. “You have some nerve. I let you hang on my sister’s arm only because you seem like a non-threat. But you just got upgraded to untrustworthy asshole.”
“Silas, calm down, please,” Max tries to soften his rage. “This isn’t helping.”
The crowd of people is still panicked and scattering while another gunshot reverberates through the halls.
“The fuck I will!” Silas roars. “Where is she?”
He’s lost it.
“I don’t know. She went to get drinks, and I haven’t seen her since,” Grey mutters.
He grabs Grey’s shirt again. “You let her out of your sight?”
“I’m her boyfriend, not her watchdog,” Grey retorts.
When Silas raises his fist, I intervene.
Lightning fast, I hold up my cup right when he hits my fist, smashing it to a pulp, meeting my open palm instead. It doesn’t hurt, doesn’t even make me flinch, and I hold on tight despite his attempts to pull away.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Get out of my fucking way, Apollo,” Silas grits.
“I don’t think I will,” I reply. “I’m not going to let you hurt Grey.”
“Why do you fucking care? You don’t even know him.”
“Because Aspen asked me to. That’s why.”
Everyone looks at me like that’s strange.
“What?” Ivy mutters. “When?”
“None of your business,” I reply.
I’m not about to tell these Skull and Serpent fuckers what kind of dirty deal I made with the sister of their leader.
“What the f—” Silas grits, pulling back his fist.
“Unhand Grey.” I glare into his eyes. “Now.”
Silas’s nose twitches, but he still lets go, and I do too.
“Let’s not let this get out of hand,” Max says.
“It’s already out of hand,” Silas grits back, pulling his fist back as he focuses on Max. “Are you on their side now?”
“No, no,” Max mutters.
Heath focuses on me. “You got anything to do with this?”
“Who, me?” I muse. “Fancy seeing you here. Don’t remember inviting any of you. You damaged the house.”
“I don’t fucking care. Where is my sister?” Silas growls.
But when he spots Levi sneaking off into the crowd, his eyes flicker with absolute hatred.
Oh shit.
Off he goes, like a light switch got flipped, and all that’s left is destruction.
The gun in his hand is pointed right at my fucking cousin.
Not on my fucking watch.
Aspen
I bolt out of the door and rush down the stairs, but stop midway when I spot Silas with a gun pointed right at Levi.
Oh God.
People are in the way, so Silas can’t kill him without hitting other people, which is probably the only thing stopping him from firing that goddamn gun.