The damn golden god closed the door behind the traitor and the b***h. I watched him through the hair that had fallen in my eyes as he turned the lock before he faced me. Even here, in the darkness that only midnight could provide, I could see that his eyes gleamed the strange gold of the sun.
He reminded me of a wolf. A wild animal meant to be taken down with as much force as I could muster.
Apollo took a seat in the chair across from me. He then leaned his elbows against his knees as he studied me. I will admit, I was surprised. I was expecting more threats. More violence. Instead, he went silent.
“What?” I snapped. “Are you finally coming to accept me as your new Sibyl? Your new daughter?”
“No.” The god shoved himself up to grab my chin. He tilted my head back until I was forced to l
