As they entered, Linessa's heart started to beat faster, her fingers tightening around her purse as dreadful anticipation clawed at her chest.
Smoke curled through the air, mixing with the scent of whiskey, bitter beer, roasted meat and wolves. Too many wolves. Too many alphas.
The music blasted louder now that she was inside, vibrating through the soles of her heels and booming against her eardrums.
The lighting from the disco balls dazzled her eyes; a legion of colors, all derived from blue. String lights also dangled across the ceiling and LED strips ran along the length of the wall, emitting the colour green. It was a great setup, it had a masculine vibe that she didn’t exactly feel a part of…
And she felt more of an outcast when all eyes shifted towards her…and Zhamar. Her breat
