Raised By Wolves

Chapter 8:Dancers be Dancing

(10:30 P.M)

Who would have known Jake was such a great dancer? Well Jakes wolf. Bree and Natalia were drunk as can be and were in the middle of circle, full of guys. They danced together, while the guys that formed the circle watched them. They were, after all good dancers.

Jake and I were dancing together. I swayed my body to the beat of the music while Jake move along with me, behind me. His eyes were glowing none stop. It wasn't much of a problem, I mean the club was full of Canis Lupus after all. Natalia and Bree were to drunk to even notice his glowing eyes. We all had taken many shots and nothing was better then not thinking at all.

The DJ was playing a remix that was recently played on the radio. I couldn't help but get carried away with the music. Jake and I had been dancing against each other ever since his wolf took over. I had to say, Jakes wolf was so much fun to be and mess with.

As we continued to dance, I let my eyes wonder to the bar. I saw Blake talking with the bar-tender of course. He must have gotten off his shift because he was wearing black jeans with a red flannel on. He looked good in it, shoot he looked good in any thing.

Blake met my eyes as I waved him over. Jake didn't seem to notice as he continued to move to the beat, with me.

Blake walked over and gave both Jake and I a look over. Jake turned his head and I'm guessing Blake saw his glowing eyes. He tensed up a bit but I grabbed his hand and pulled him over, before he could leave. He looked from me to Jake and back to me. I put one of my hands on his shoulder and pulled him closer to me.

"Common, this is my chance to show you what I got," I said in Blake's ear knowing he would have heard me, even if I whispered.

Blake looked me in the eyes and locked them. His whole attitude changed then.

Jake was still behind me pulling me against him, with his hands on my hips. Blake stepped closer a bit and put his hands right below Jakes, which rested on my butt. I was to drunk to care, who's hands were where.

I tried to pull my self from Jakes grasp but he growled and pulled me tighter. I turned around to face Jake, with both his and Blake's hands on me. Blake then took his chance and pulled me tight against him, while I still faced Jake. Jake on the other hand, stepped closer to me trying to sandwich me between the to.

I leaned into Jake, leaving my mouth very close to his ear. He shook as I put my hands around his shoulders.

"Why don't you go talk the Bartender into giving us a few more shots," i said to Jake.

He pulled his head back and met eyes with me. His eyes still glowed and I knew I was staring into the eyes of the wolf. Jake, then growled and I dropped my gaze to his chest. At the sound of Jakes growl Blake tighter his hold on me a bit more. I knew I shouldn't have made eye contact with a wolf who was barley in control.

Jake released his hold on my hips, and stepped back . I kept my eyes any where on him, but his own. He then walked passed, Blake and I, and heeded towards the bar. He seemed like a robot almost, but I knew no robot had anger issues.

I turned back around to face Blake, while his hands still rested on my butt.

"You know you can move your hands up now, right?," I asked him.

"Yea I know," was all he said as his hands remained where they were.

I shrugged then giggled with he pulled me tighter against him. We both practically grinded on each other as the beat to the music got louder.

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(11:45 P.M)
(Blake's P.O.V)