Michael
“So, Mickey, when do we head out? There better be some hot she-wolves or even some humans tonight, I need to blow off some steam.” I laughed.
“As if you have never been with a human.” I shoved him as he changed into a tight blue dress shirt.
Tom was one hunky werewolf. Charming as well, which is a killer combo. I’ve actually seen two she wolves fight over him. Claws out. He hated it. Actually blushed and left the bar. Deep down the perceived lady killer wasn’t a lady killer at all, he was hunting for his mate. He treated every she-wolf with the utmost respect. He wasn’t as scary as his brother; no that Alpha could haunt your dreams.
“Some of the humans are super cute.” Tom wiggled his eyebrows. “They just a bit clingy.”
He patted on some aftershave and smiled at me. He looke
