Page 126 of Boys Who Taint

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.