Matteo's POV

She’s insane.

She’s certifiably insane.

It’s not like I’ve ever once thought of Tempest in the brief time I’ve known her as rational, cautious or anywhere near someone who, oh, I don’t know, thinks literally anything through, ever. I mean she’s fucking chaos personified, despite being so tiny.

But this is too much.

Club music pounds through my chest, the dazzling blue and pink lights of the place flickering in time to the beat as I prowl through the crowd. I know ...