Madison POV
“Maddie, I think you’ve had enough,” Ariana warned a tired look on her face.
“No, I really haven’t,” Madison grumbled. Goddess, she missed wolfen loaden alcohol. She had had multiple shots, and she still wasn’t feeling the buzz she was chasing.
“Is—Is that Colton?” Ariana asked in disgust. Madison turned around, skimming the crowd for a glimpse of the sleazeball. Finally, her eyes landed on him. He was wearing a tight-fitting black shirt, grinding against some pretty blonde girl, pulling her against his body. Madison shuddered. The poor girl didn’t know what she was getting herself into. Maybe Madison should warn her.
“Are you looking for this?” A warm breath on her ear caught her attention. The bartender leaned over the bar, a bottle in hand. She recognized the logo of th
