Chapter 37 - Arya

“Amelia Shyla Singh! What the hell have you brought us to?” I ask.

It’s Girls’ Night with me, Meredith, and Amelia. Amelia is Declan and Carmen’s daughter, Tomas’s sister, and Gael’s niece. Unlike our males, who do the same thing every Guys’ Night, we have a different person pick what we’re going to do each time. Spa days, cooking classes, wine tasting, the strip club that I will NEVER tell Devin about and thank the Goddess that Rowen had elected to visit Xander so that he didn’t spy on us. We’ve done it all.

Fati, JoJo, Chris, and a lot of the other she-wolves come when they can, but tonight it happens to be just the three of us.

But tonight is a first. We are in an extremely long gallery, almost like an indoor shooting range. But all the shooting ranges that I’ve ever been in are sleek, modern, and minimalist. This place is all rugged wood, wood chips on the floor, and males in flannel shirts and jeans. Twangy country music is playing loud on the sound system. Waitr