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It was a sombre party. More a wake than anything else. Which kind of made sense seeing as we were all going to what ultimately could be our deaths. Either way life as we knew it was over.
“Another drink?” Diablo appeared at my shoulder, another bottle in his hands. I nodded mutely. Raising my glass so he could fill it up.
Yeah, this was a different sort of party then the one the clubhouse usually held. There was no music, no half naked women dancing for our attention.
No Sarah.
“do you have any idea where they are going?” Jett wiped his hand across his lips, his glass already empty again. We were shifters and that made it hard to get drunk but by God we were going to give it a good go. Jett seemed to be on a one-man mission to drink himself into an early grave and I couldn’t s
