Chapter20 DIRTY DANCING

Chester’s POV The she wolves were back in the game and it was back to even ground now, so I decided to break a few barriers and spice things up when the mini, all female group performance ended. Our respective dance supporters had dispersed back to their respective positions to play their instruments but that only got me and Aira closer and closer and closer to each other such that even the other sextuplets had either raised their brows or narrowed their eyes into slits as they watched us unleash our pent up emotions of jealousy, insanity, fury, passion, love and hurt. Ryder was rapping the next stanza by now and the beats got faster but just enough to match with our insanely fast steps. Our feet tapped at a furious pace while our shoulders rolled in sync with each other’s and eager lips hung close to the dangerous vicinity of closing the gap between each other any time. Just like the first line of the rap, my love for my childhood crush had never been “fake” or framed”. It was fvcking