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ANNALISE…

I am surprised by this as I don’t know the owner of this dance club, well at least I don’t think I do but then as the picture of my mate, my sister and her best friend plays again in my mind I accept the offer and allow the bouncer to escort me inside. I go to the bathroom first and freshen up, removing what was left of the makeup from my face. I give myself a small smile, as I don’t like wearing makeup.

However, I had no choice but to become used to using and wearing it, as I either had to use it to cover some of the bruises Randall gave me accidentally where they could be seen or take time off of work until they healed enough not to be noticed. I check the bruise on the side of my jaw and the upper part of my neck. I sigh in relief at the sight and the fact that it has almost disappeared.

I lift my head high and walk out of the bathroom. I then make my way over to the bar. I am surprised when people move out of my way, allowing me to get to the bar rather quickly. The bartender walks over and says,

“What can I get you?”

I usually only get a soda, as I always need to keep my head and keep Randall’s image intact. I go to answer him but the other bartender comes over and says,

“I’ll take care of this one…”

He nods to her as she then stands in front of me and says,

“So, what, you drinking tonight?”

“Um… I’m not sure… Maybe a… I don’t know. What do you suggest?”

“Depends on what you are looking to get out of the night?”

“I want to relax and have fun…” I then whisper, “I want to forget…”

She smiles at me and then goes about making a drink, once she is done she smiles again and places it on the bar in front of me, I go to reach for my purse and realise that I don’t have it, I then remember putting it down on the entry table before making my way down to the bedroom. I sigh and look down before looking back at her. I push the drink back towards her and whisper,

“I’m sorry, I don’t have my purse… Can I just get some water, please?”

“Don’t worry about it, your drinks are on the house tonight…”

I gape at her and go to object, but she just laughs and pushes the drink back toward me before moving down the bar to someone else. I wonder what made me so special. I then hear someone growl and another female giggle and remember why I am here. I pick up the drink she put in front of me and take a sip.

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NICOLAS…

My name is Alpha Nicolas Nightmoon of the Romulus Guardian pack protectors of the Werewolf Royal Family.

I am 30 years old and stand at 7 feet with a stocky and firm build. I have short black hair and green eyes that turn amber-gold when my wolf Raoul is present. I was one of the youngest males to take over such a large and important pack. I am said to be cruel, brutal, vicious, savage, unmerciful, heartless, cold-hearted and ruthless, as well as many others, which I do not deny. I run my pack as I run my business strictly and to the letter. No one can get close to me without feeling my wrath and I always get what I want no matter what it is. 

Oh, and CEO of Nightmoon and Co, Lawyers and Accountants as well as many night and dance clubs.

Which is where I stand now, leaning on the window and watching from the office. I watch the dance floor and the people dancing. I flick my eyes every now and then to watch the monitors on the front door and road out front. That way, I can let the bouncer, Grayson, know who to let in and who to turn away, as I can usually tell who will possibly cause trouble and who won’t.

I return my eyes back to the dance floor for a moment before something catches my eye on the monitor. I return my attention back to the monitor and that is then when I see her. She seemed to be running when she stops opposite the line. I move over to my desk and then move the camera. I zoom in on her, and just as she turns around to leave, I notice that she is elegantly dressed but seemed to be upset. I pick up the phone on my desk and press 9#.

“The female in the sparkly black dress, stop her and allow her entry.”

I see Grayson nod in the monitor and move quickly, grabbing the female's arm and then leaning in to tell her that she can enter. I smile to myself. She hasn’t been here for a few months and I’m surprised that she is alone. She usually has a small group of other females with her. They are a lively bunch and good spenders as well as good entertainment for the males, which is why I have always given them immediate entry. However, she was always the quiet one.

She was always that little stiffer when they could get her up dancing. If I didn’t know better, it looked like it hurt her to dance, so she would normally just sit and watch. I watch as she makes her way around the club and over to the bar. I pick up the phone again, this time pressing 5#.

“Inga. The female in the sparkly black dress. All her drinks tonight are on the house.”

“Understood sir.”

I watch her for a little longer. I notice something is different tonight as I watch her body move in time with the music and the others dancing around her. As I continue to watch, I realise that she is relaxed and any pain she feels tonight is not in her body. I then watch as male after male along with some of the females seem drawn to her and join in with her smooth and graceful moves.

I was surprised when I felt something stir within me and it wasn’t just my cock in my pants. I haven’t been this attracted to a female in a very long time. When my Hana was killed protecting the King, I withdrew from everyone and everything, throwing myself into running Nightmoon and Co to the highest of standards and leading my pack, making it better and even more stricter. I became hard, not allowing anyone close but those already close to me and even then I had managed to push them all to arm's length, too.

I didn’t want to take the chance of getting that hurt ever again. Even with my lovers, I have had wonderful sex with many females and even some males over the years, but most are scared of me and what I can do to them. But what she does to me, now that could be even more dangerous.

I continue to watch her as more and more males seem to surround her; they don’t seem to touch her but they get really close and for some reason, just the idea of someone else touching her other than me makes my temper flare and my wolf stand to attention. I know she is a mated female, but there is just something about her, something that is pulling me and others to her as well.

So before someone else can slip something into her drink and convince her to have some quiet fun with them, I decided maybe it's time to sort of introduce myself, as the next time she comes she will probably have her girlfriends with her once more.

I leave the aura of my authority but I mask my scent just a little covering who I am to both werewolf and human, otherwise, I will be mobbed by nearly all the unmated females within the dance club, wanting to get with the most untouchable Alpha within the country.

This way I am just another powerful unmated male dancing with everyone else. Once downstairs, I walk over to the bar and signal for Inga to come over. As soon as she sees me, she walks over and stops. Once she is standing in front of me, I lean in close and say,

“I will have my usual and a glass of whatever you have been giving the female.”

She smiles and nods as she makes the drinks I asked for. When she places them down in front of me she says,

“She, catch your eye, Alpha?”

“Maybe…”