134–Of Dances and New Names 1

EUDORA

The neon light sign of the club was the object of nightmares and you’d think staring at it long and hard will make it go dim or make me forget my experience there.

“I am not going in there.” I lost count of how many times I said that to Zena as we stood at a distance close to the long line of people that were filing into the club. At the entrance, the two huge men I recognized from the last time I came here, were checking for passes that I didn’t even know we had until Zena handed one out to each of us.

The long queue was thinning and soon, it would be our turn to go in there.

“I told you it’s not going to be like last time.” I have also lost count of the number of times she has said that.

“You could have told me!” I hissed, trying so hard to not let all the conflicting emotions get the better of me. I just wanted to get out of here, go back home and into the safety of my room where there were no rogues. Maybe rebelling wasn’t really a good idea and Alpha Rex was right to m