Amber was scrubbing the bar counter in a big circular motion. She had been informed at the last minute that Bianca would not be joining her tonight. She couldn't stop thinking about the human, especially if everything had gone well last night.
Some omegas had rushed to take her place, but Amber had told them to enjoy the evening. They were at the bottom of the pack's social ladder and had little opportunity to enjoy themselves, and this was the perfect time for them to have a night out as guests.
With the back of her hand, she brushed aside a lock of light brown hair and threw the dirty towel into the sink.
"Good evening, a glass of wine," ordered a male voice.
Amber's she-wolf couldn't help but growl at the creature standing before her. "Leech..." she merely said as she recognized the
