Danielle POV
I knew something was off the moment I stepped inside. Knox hadn’t messaged me, and Hex didn’t come to pick me up like she said she would. Instead, Glitch turned up, muttering something about Hex’s car breaking down. I didn’t ask questions. I figured maybe Knox was busy or caught up with club business.
But nothing could have prepared me for the sight waiting inside.
The club is packed, more than usual, and the faces are different. Men I’ve never seen before are scattered throughout the crowd, wearing cuts from other chapters or entirely different clubs. There are women too, dressed in leather and lace, in heels far too high for casual drinking, like they’re headed to some high-end fetish event. I try not to stare, but I can’t stop my eyes from scanning the room.
And then I
