And now I’m here, in the lion’s den, facing the man who could mean the end of it all.
Apollo doesn’t even flinch, doesn’t say a goddamn word, and I already know enough.
Sighing, I reluctantly put the mask on, feeling like I’m betraying myself.
If Apollo is going to make me do this, fine, but then I’m going to make it my mission to find that Ghost of mine and smoke him out.
Levi
I don’t carethat she’s mad about the masks. I’m more interested in the fact that she thinks it’s safe to bringhimalong to this party.
“C’mon, let’s just go.” Aspen pulls Grey into the building, but the moment she passes me by, our eyes still connect in passing, like a fleeting moment of despair … or what-ifs.
I know she hates me.
Rightfully so.
But I still can’t help but wonder what could’ve happened if Mavis hadn’t—
“Don’t talk to him. Don’t go near him,” Apollo suddenly whispers into my ear. “Just stay away. It’s that easy.”
“Take your hand off my shoulder,” I growl. “Before I cut it off.”
He lifts it in the air. “I’m not your enemy, Levi.”
“You invited her,” I retort.
“So what? She’s not your enemy here.”
I groan out loud. “Remind me again why we’re having this party?”
“Just try to have some fun,” he says. “Live a little.” He steals the basket of masks from me. “My turn.”
“I’m gonna go kick that asshole out of this house,” I say.
He frowns. “Who?”
“Grey.”
He snorts. “You can’t.”
“Watch me,” I growl back.
He blocks the entrance. “You. Can’t.”
“Give me one damn good reason.”
“He’s a Phantom.”
My eyes nearly bulge out of my head. “He’s a what now?” I shake my head, throwing the basket of masks aside. “No. No. It’s not happening.”
“It already did,” he says. “He passed the test.”
“You let him go through the initiation?!” I yell, and I shove him. “What the fuck were you thinking?”
“Relax. He came to me on his own. Said he wanted to join, so I let him try. Didn’t think he’d actually do it, but he did.”
“Well, undo it,” I yell.
