CHAPTER 8
Once we passed through another set of doors in the middle of the back wall, the noise and scents were muted to almost nothing. We walked across a short hallway, then the alpha leading me pushed open another door.
The room we entered looked like a theater, except nicer than any I’d ever seen. The chairs were black leather, with small glass and chrome tables between them. The walls and carpet were also black, as were the curtains on each side of the deep red stage at the far end of the room. It was fairly small, but it was well lit, and it was easy to see who was standing in the middle of it.
The guard stopped inside the door, giving a nod toward the stage when I peeked up at him. I had to swallow and wipe my hands on my pants before I could move any closer to the stage, instinc
