I watched the group standing around the end of my bed with a bored expression. Reena was there, as was the Green healer who thwarted my plans against Lawson. Two more men had joined Rowe and the Greek. One I heard called Jonathan and the other I knew to be a god.
Apollo, the great Lord of the Sun, was staring at me with such hatred, I was sure he would strike me down the moment he had the chance. The damned Greek mirrored his master’s expression to perfection. Rowe and his mentor kept their faces stoic, but I could just imagine the s**t storm circling in their thoughts.
The Green girl regarded me with curiosity. I tugged at the ethereal ropes the b***h had looped around my entire body when she knocked me out. Someone had managed to attach me to the bed, as if they considered me a threat.
