Chapter 23

DANTE'S POV

I felt shock, confusion, and yes, a hint of jealousy. The Blood Moon Club was legendary. The Griffiths created it.

Linda basked in our surprised looks. "Oh, you know," she said casually, "I have my ways.”

Mother's eyes were shining with pride. "Linda, darling, this is... this is incredible. Do you know what this could mean for us?"

I watched as Linda's smile turned into a cunning expression. "Oh, I know exactly what it means," she said smoothly. "It means that little Miss Aria isn't the only one with connections."

As the family gathered around Linda, showering her with attention and asking her questions about the invitation, I felt uneasy.

There was something in Linda's eyes, a glint of triumph that went beyond just receiving a sought-after invitation.

"Linda," I said slowly, my voice cutting through the excited chatter. "What exactly did you have to do to get that invitation?"

She turned to me, her smile widening. "Now, now, Dante," she scolded. "A lady never reveals all