Chapter 1
CLARA
The taxi pulled up in front of a large building with an illuminated pink neon ball on the front of it. That was certainly an interesting choice for a club, especially when it didn't tell me anything about what was inside. Or what the place was called.
My cousin paid the driver and got out of the car. She smoothed down her sparkly silver dress while I followed her, doing one last check to make sure we hadn't left anything in the back of the cab.
"Are you sure this is the right place?" I asked Daisy as I joined her. I straightened the bow that tied my shirt collar together. Maybe I should have worn something more revealing, but I knew this made me look cute.
"Yep. This is where you're going to dance your troubles away, and maybe even find yourself a hot piece to take your mind off your break-up with Clemmy."
I let out a sigh. "I'm over it. I thought we were falling in love, but she was falling for someone else. So, here I am." I ran my hands through my hair. "I've made a mess of it, haven't I?" I asked Daisy.
She shook her head. "The messy hair suits you, Clara. You're definitely going to catch some attention tonight."
I rolled my eyes. "You're very invested."
She hooked her arm through mine and pulled me towards the front door of the club. "Can't I live vicariously through you?"
"Thor giving you that much trouble?"
"Not at all. But he did suggest that I leave him at the forge tonight. Something about explosions. I didn't pry too much."
"That's what you get for living with the god of...what's he the god of again?"
"Thunder," she responded. "And storms, fertility, strength...there's something else, I'm sure of it."
I laughed as Daisy pulled out the tickets and handed them over.
"This is why I could never date a goddess. Not only have you got to remember their birthday, anniversaries, and the normal stuff, but also a load of godly stuff," I said.
"It's just like dating anyone else, except that they've had extra time to learn some moves. I can tell you that Thor has not disappointed me on that front."
I pulled a face. "I could have gone my entire life without knowing that, and I would have been happy."
She shrugged. "I'm just saying. Being with a god comes with perks. Like being able to get in here." She waved in front of us.
I finally took my attention away from my cousin and started focusing on where we were. While music still thrummed through my veins, it wasn't like any club I'd been to before. For one, not everyone around us seemed roaring drunk, and there were several spots where the music seemed to fade away, and conversations were actually possible.
"What is this place?" I asked Daisy.
"The Pomegranate," she responded.
A small groan escaped me. "So that's what the neon pink ball on the outside is supposed to be."
"I assume so," she said.
"Weird name for a club, but okay."
"It's run by Hades," she said. "You know, Greek god of the dead."
I raised an eyebrow. "Hades?"
"He has a club in the god realm, and he recently opened this one. It's exclusive, so only the best people get in."
"And us."
"We're exclusive people."
