As soon as we entered the club I was hit by the disgusting smell of sweat and alcohol.
"Hey stiff" called out one of my best guy friends Marcus "enjoy a bit" I nodded and he headed back to where he was earlier.
Idk why I never could fit in during parties or club, dancing was the only thing that was bearable but grinding was the only thing happening on the dance floor.
Soon I was reunited with Jessica who gave me a shot, I guess I could try it? Nahh. Instead of drinking it, I kept it on the nearby table and walked off.
Since I had entered the club, a feeling of being watched had freaked me out. But then again I could be just getting paranoid like I usually am.
3 hours later
It's been 3 hours and all I have done is sat and watch people, a few guys have approached me but I let them off.
The feeling was still there and I felt something bad was going to happen. My intuition had never failed me before and I trust it with all my heart.So I decided to leave the club with Myra and a few other kids so that we are safe. While the rest of my friends were waiting near the exit I was busy searching was Myra. I checked the washrooms, the bar, the dance floor. She must be out then, I thought .
I have up after 15 min of searching and decided to call her just to remember that I had left my mobile at the hotel in the fear of losing it. Having no mobile in a diffrent city with a diffrent language, pretty dumb eh?
I borrowed a mobile from one of my other friends and decided to see if where she was, I heard ringing of her mobile outside the club. I decided to be brave and go there, it's a pretty populated city with people everywhere, it should be safe.
When I got there I was Myra sitting on the bench, it looked like she had thrown up, but what I also saw was a black figure behind her.
Before I could say anything, the dude grabbed Myra and started running towards the forest.....
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Loving the Alpha
Werewolf"Mine" something growled and black outlined my vision. I was mentally prepared for the impact of the ground but I feel in muscular arms instead. A trip gone wrong, that's what happened