Chapter Sixty Two.

It had been an hour since they arrived at the club—and surprisingly, Xena didn’t hate it.

The bass thumped beneath her feet, the lights flashed in a kaleidoscope of colors, and the crowd swayed like a single, pulsing heartbeat. For once, she felt… alive.

What helped most was Anya—who hadn't left...

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