*Jack*
I storm into my club, a man with a purpose. I thought leaving the Luna would be enough to tamp down my desire. I was wrong. Even now, it roars through me with an ungodly vengeance, refusing to be ignored.
For the first time in my life, I want more than I have ever had. I want to hear a she-wolf’s cries as she gives herself over to pleasure. I want to be the one who brings the cries rising out of her throat. I want to touch her in ways that please her. I want to taste her. Start with her mouth and work my way down to her toes.
I make my way to the room where the girls work. Standing in the doorway, I scan the crowd until I catch sight of Prudence lounging on a man’s lap.
I know how intense my gaze can be, how I can force a person to feel it and gain my attention. Finally, she loo
