Zevara's POV
“The private club—Howls & Fangs—where the fresher's welcome party is being held, is everything I hate and so much worse.
Neon red lights glowed through the room. The loud music blaring from the speakers shaking the walls with every beat and almost ripping my ear drums apart. The thick stench of cigarettes and cannabis hung heavily in the air making it difficult for me to breathe. She-wolves dressed in provocative dresses—far worse than what Nina and I are wearing—straddling he-wolves.
The most shocking part of it all was that, right there on the couches, she wolves and he-wolves were f*****g each other. At a corner, a she-wolf was bent over and f****d by two he-wolves at the same time. One was thrusting into her from behind, while the other one was thrusting into mouth. Wh
