CHAPTER 16Alaric stared at the pool table for a moment and then set down his cue. Normally, he’d become so engrossed in a pool game, he’d forget all about a woman.
Not this one. Kira had been on his mind all morning and into the afternoon. She was Alpha — as Alpha as he was — and that surprised him. And despite himself, Alaric was quite attracted to her.
Besotted, Megan had said. He would’ve used the word, smitten, himself. She was beautiful in both forms, which made it exceedingly hard to concentrate on anything. Even a pool game.
“You okay?” Mike Fowlkes asked. “It’s been your turn for the past five minutes.”
“You guys play,” Alaric said. He handed the cue to another werewolf named Marcus who had been watching. “I think I need a walk.”
Alaric walked up the stairwell and into the bar
