AIDEN POV
*Mercy - Shawn Mendes*
The club smelled awful. Like f*****g always.
Could be because of the not-so-well versed into showering rogues, could be for the shady humans or could be for the dark warlock running the place.
Either way, the stench of blood, sweat, cheap whiskey and fear was always a slap in the face.
As f****d up as it was, this place had basically become home over the years.
Our mother's job plus our creative ways to handle the house were not enough to keep us all well fed and warm in winter.
And, since we turned thirteen we learned there were a lot of ways to get some extra bucks here and there.
That's how we met Marcellus.
Bass thundered violently through the underground space while people crowded around poker tables, whispering about illegal fights and usin
