My wolf further asked me where I was going to now. Maybe I was going to go have the time of my life in one of the swankiest clubs in town. It had been ages I had been able to let loose and have some real fun. Kieran didn’t even allow me step foot in any club but yet, he always took Nina so they could unwind.
Finally, I pulled up to the club, the pounding music and the scent of alcohol and bodies already in the air.
The building was a towering, glass-and-steel structure, with bold neon colors.
As I approached the club, I couldn't help but notice the way the people around me were staring, their gazes lingering on my curves.I started wondering if what I wore was too revealing. Or maybe they were just perverts ogling at me.
With a toss of my hair, I confidently made my way through the crowd, my hips swaying with each step.
As I approached the bar, I suddenly felt my heel get stuck on the uneven floor, and I found myself reaching out, desperate for something to hold onto. To my horror, my hand landed directly on the groin of a stranger standing nearby.
"Easy there, darling," a deep, masculine voice rumbled, and I felt a large hand wrap around my wrist, gently guiding my hand away.