Sarah's pov
Friday night the bar was packed with more Steel Vultures members than I'd ever seen in one place. Betty told me there was a mandatory club meeting after closing and everyone had to attend. She didn't explain what the meeting was about but the tension in the air suggested it was serious.
I worked the bar alongside Mike while watching the dynamics between club members with new eyes. Ever since Jax had confirmed they were werewolves, I couldn't stop noticing things that seemed off about how they interacted with each other.
It wasn't obvious at first. Just small things that added up when you paid attention. The way younger members would automatically step aside when older ones approached. How conversations would pause when certain people entered a room. The careful way everyone
