Kassandra's POV
"Let me go!" I shouted in the middle of the crowd.
I continue to resist going with Clayden, but he is continually dragging me in the direction he wants to take me.
I do not know him. Not even an inch about him. I just met him a few days ago, and accidentally finds out about him and his kind.
"Clayden, I swear, this is k********g!" I declared one more time.
He gives me a quick glance before shaking his head. "To begin with, you're not even a child."
My eyes roll up because of his satirical response.
I keep attempting to free my hand from his hold, but he refuses to budge.
He unlocked a door in the bar's corner, and it opened onto a long hallway devoid of customers.
"Where are you taking me?" I turn my head from where we have been. "Someone h
