KELLEN’S POV
The club was rather vibrant, flashing lights and loud music filled the air. Students from our school and other schools littered the entire place. Some were dancing, grinding on each other while others drank themselves into stupor. The ones that weren’t on the dance floor, were probably making out in a corner.
I sat in the VIP section the twins had prepared for us, lounging lazily on a couch with Elara on top of my lap. Lucien was by my side, a drink in his hand while he stared at Elena, who was busy trying to force him to dance with her.
I sighed, running a hand through my hair. I never wanted to be here. But as usual, the twins managed to convince them to come, using the excuse of strengthening our relationship. I knew they only cared about how good we looked with them.
