“I thought we were going to a quiet little hole in the wall to get a drink.”
Roj and Falcon arrived at the front door of the Crescent Moon Bar, the sounds of loud music pulsating through the walls of the building before they dot the door.
Rojer smirked, opening the door to allow his Alpha through the doors. “Well, you do have one thing right; it is a hole in the wall.” He smirked, following after Falcon.
“Roj, I don’t know about this,” Falcon doubtfully watched everyone around him dancing and swaying to the music. “You know this place turns into a practical club at night.”
“And what would that hurt you?” Roj asked.
Falcon looked at Roj. “You know what happens at clubs, Roj; girls-horny girls looking for a good time.” A heaviness shrouded him as he stood there
