~Serena~

As a werewolf, everything around me is heightened. The throbbing lights, the raving music, the echo of the bass on the floor, the scent of alcohol, sweat, smoke, and sex, especially the unhinged atmosphere permeating the air of the club. This is the last place I would be. In fact, I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for something much bigger than my peace of mind.

I don’t know how Lucas did it, but Declan and I waltzed through security like the calmest flow of the river. No ...