CHAPTER 46
BELLA'S POV
I leaned against the car, arms crossed, eyes locked on the flashing neon lights of the nightclub across the street. From the outside, it looked like just another club, but in reality, it was a front—hiding an underground world of rogue activity beneath its flashing lights.
Kubala had brought me here to settle some business with the rogues. What kind of business? I had no idea. But the way they lowered their heads in submission whenever he passed told me everything I needed to know—it was important.
I didn’t recognize any of them, but that wasn’t surprising. There were different factions, each with their own goals and leaders. The faction I worked with focused on avenging wolves who had been wronged, but Kubala’s? His group reeked of something far more dangerous.
