POV: Mira I stepped out of the Uber and the night hit me like a slap. Club 484 pulsed with bass so loud it rattled my bones. Neon lights flashed pink and blue across the sidewalk, and the line of people snaked all the way down the block. Bodies pressed close, laughing, shouting, smelling like perfume, sweat, and that wild wolf energy that always hangs in the air on nights like this. My stomach flipped. I stood near the entrance, frozen for a second.“I don’t belong here,” I muttered.“You look like you own this place,” Chloe snapped, grabbing my arm and dragging me forward. “Walk like it.”Sky was worse.“Oh yeah,” she purred in my head. “Look at them staring. Good. Let them choke.”“I am not choking anyone,” I muttered under my breath.“You smell nervous,” Sky added. “Fix it.”“I can’t FIX smell, Sky!”“You can. Stop panicking.”I inhaled slowly.Exhaled.Tried to act normal.Failed.My dress felt too tight.Too short.Too… everything.Every step I took, I was sure something was
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