Chapter 22 Trying
- Dante’s POV
- I drive quickly to the club, my mind racing as I park in the back and slip through the rear entrance. Callum is already there, waiting at the door, his expression serious.
- “He’s in your office. Luna’s outside, sitting in the car. She’s refusing to come inside,” Callum informs me with a sigh. Luna can’t even bring herself to step foot in this place?