~Bethany~
The underground ‘Were’ den pulses with light that hurts my eyes and music so deep it rattles my skull.
I slip through the throng of humans grinding on one another, carefully avoiding contact with anyone as I keep my focus trained on the dark doorway with an ‘Exclusive’ tag on it.
These humans obviously don’t care that they are in an underground club that belongs to a wolf shifter who dabbles in several illicit dealings.
When I reach the door, a large human bouncer steps in front of me, folding his arms in a futile attempt to appear more menacing.
He glances over my oversized clothes and expressionless face and snorts. “Daddy's little girl, out to get filthy?”
No response.
Then he asks again, “No smile? Very well then, you can try flashing me your little t**s. If they’re go
