Chapter 62 Life Of A Teen Wolf

• *Prince Vincent*
• The loud music playing in the air is hammering inside our eardrums and the the vibrations it creates is crawling into my skin. Being a strong wolf has it's perks. But we soon get used to it in every passing seconds that we sat on the soft leather seats trying to fit in the party club of humans. The loud noise becomes fun, creating a happy atmosphere.
• We choose to sit on the table at the farthest corner of the club, where we tried to be discreet in the colored lights that's switching on and off into the beat of the sounds coming from the instrument played by a young disc jockey at the front. There are a number of people dancing in the middle of the floor and yet the stage is still empty, we were all waiting for the big show to happen soon. Most of the men inside the club are.