SLOANE
Some loud song, Megatron was playing in the background of the club. The bass hit so hard I felt it vibrating through my bones, pounding in rhythm with my suddenly racing heart.
This was insane. I'd never been to a club before. Not once. Not even while I was a student living on campus with girls who went out every weekend. Not even when Declan would whine about it constantly, saying I was wasting my youth, saying I needed to live a little before I got too old. But here I was, actually coming to a club with my worst enemy of all people.
The woman who tried to kill me just days ago but still saved me from drown. The irony wasn't lost on me.
Vera acted like she'd been here a thousand times before, strutting through the entrance with confidence that looked real. But I caught the way
