ROMAN’S POV
Stopping by Bobby’s club on a random Tuesday night wasn’t my ideal way to spend my night. A f*****g response to my text sent me ditching my sports car, shifting into my wolf’s form, and sprinting right to his club house.
My brothers and I had separate suites. I had a few change of clothes in case I had to report for Alpha duties after a busy night at the clubhouse.
I’d slipped into the available cloth I’d seen in the small built in, that passed for a closet; a white polo, and sweatpants.
Bobby had offered to get her to me. I was out the door before he could get the words out of his mouth. I’d barely walked down the hallway that led to the main pool where the major events takes place; betting, blaring music, and some classical idiots debating on which pack would come cl
