Colton’s POV
We get to the club, and I smell a healthy mixture of supernaturals and humans; so, I warn my mate, who I know can’t tell the difference.
The place is dead, and Paul, otherwise known as Paulito to Lissette only, is blaming his DJ, who he claims is sabotaging him on purpose.
The woman tells him to relax, and after approaching me with a sweet smile that makes me nervous, she pulls me away from my mate, who I would rather not be apart from right now.
“You aren’t going to like this, but I need your mate’s help.”
“No,” I say, already put off by her opening statement.
“You aren’t being smart about this. One: this is a good opportunity to show her that you trust her, and Two: this is a controlled environment for you to see something she’s capable of without r
