Eli’s reply made anger begin to bubble in Harry’s chest, unable to believe what he was hearing. “Are you fucking kidding me, Elijah? Are you fucking joking?” he took a step backward, in the direction of the mansion. “I’m gonna go up to the mansion and make out with Phoenix real quick - tell me how you fuckin’ feel, alright?”
“You’re really gonna do that to him?” Eli scoffed, a dry smile on his lips. He was bitter more than anything now. “I think you know exactly what’ll happen if you do.”














