Christopher’s POV
Whenever I visited the club, I made it a priority to check in with the manager and staff.
Tonight, business was brisk, just as it had been over the past few months.
The club was packed.
Visitors from neighbouring packs filled the bar and dance floor, enjoying themselves.
Rogues rarely showed up here. They knew they weren’t welcome.
With the club belonging to an Alpha, few were foolish enough to challenge that authority.
I was in the back with the guys for a while when Megan walked in.
“Hey, Chris.”
She smiled and placed a hand on my shoulder.
“I saw the girls out front. Since they are here with their mates, why don’t you and I hang out later?”
Her voice dropped suggestively.
I suppressed a sigh.
“Sorry. I can’t.”
Instead of taking the hint, she stepped close
