I sat in a VIP booth of the club that I owned, swirling my glass of brandy, and looking over the pulsing dance floor. I had picked up this joint a while back as a place to hide. My family rarely came here, and my pack didn't know anything about the place. It was the best place to hide from my duties as an Alpha. No one really bothered me, and I could do what I pleased. The worst thing I had to worry about was possible fights breaking out between drunk bitches. Which, I just had to call security to deal with it.
An intoxicating scent wafted around me. It lured me like a delicious dessert that I hadn't had in ages. It was sweet yet floral, gorgeous. I flexed my c**k in my tight jeans and cursed beneath my breath. My fangs elongated and my warm toned eyes flashed a golden tone. She was here.
