OmegAlpha -The Wandering pack T2 ( Complet)

The Diva

The Lamborghini driven by Juliet passed the club for the first time. It was a simple, almost austere façade, marked only by a neon sign in the shape of a stylised fish with teeth flashing in the colour of a rainbow. The queue stretched along the pavement full of excited people, usually in groups.

The crowd was young, noisy and motley. They ranged from drag-queens dressed like starlets in platform heels, towering over everyone else, to a group of frat boys hollering to attract the attention of the drag-queens, the tourists who had come to get slutty, the various sub-groups of the LGBT+ community represented by the colour of their flag or their clothes... If the inside was anything like the outside, the atmosphere should be supercharged.

Juliet parked the car in one of the reserved spaces and they got out. They had made an effort to groom themselves. Juliet was wearing shiny leather trousers that moulded her like a second skin, a strapless halter top with a pearl-coloured drape that highlighted her round chest and the Fred force 10 necklace that fell to the hollow of her neck.

Galen joined her. Finding his outfit had been no picnic, largely because Morgan wouldn't let him wear anything too sexy when he wasn't there. Juliet argued that if he wasn't the least bit sexy there would be no point, they had to stand out from the crowd to be noticed by one of Romeo's protégés and she couldn't take the Lamborghini inside the club.

A hard-fought compromise was reached. The outfit itself wasn't extraordinary, but it was the mix of styles that was. Galen wore a pair of black skinny trousers suitable for pregnancy, with a fabric belt for his belly, which covered him completely, and a flowing, wispy white shirt. It revealed a strip of skin from Galen's torso and fell in a V-shape down his back. It hid the bite marks on his heart and neck with its wide lapels. In any case, Galen didn't want to reveal any more of his body than necessary. In the car, he and Juliet had talked.

The instructions were that tonight he should forget who he was, what he knew and not hesitate. He was to imagine that everyone in the club was his enemy and he was to knock them out, but not with his fists. So when he got out of the Lamborghini after Juliet, the aura he gave off was dangerous. Juliet agreed. She cut straight across the queue to stand in front of the two muggles guarding the door. She was watched, undressed with her eyes, to be made to feel uncomfortable. Juliet smiled and straightened up. Galen suffered the same fate. It was cold and deliberately dirty. Juliet's eyes flashed briefly, it could have been mistaken for a play of light.

"Put your eyes away. He's mine."

The first man looked down at her. He was tall and massive, perfectly suited to the role. His biceps bulged out of his leather tank top and his pecs stretched the fabric to the limit.

"Don't tell me what to do, little Girl."

The other man elbowed him, although he wasn't quite as massive, he didn't look weak either. His eyes flashed orange.

"Don't play dumb. You're not in the same league. Let the lady and her cutie through."

"The instructions are..."

"The boss will be delighted to have her inside, trust me."

"You're in charge." The man grunted.

The door opened on them. Juliet took the trouble to graze the Beta's throat to thank him. She took Galen's hand and led him inside. From the outside, it didn't look that big. There was a large room with the stage at the back and a dance floor around it. To the right was a large bar with three barmen and a barmaid. A few tables in the corners. A staircase on the same wall as the stage led to the upper floor, which overlooked the stage. On the other side of the stage, the outside door led to a quieter patio. The bass pulsed, making the skin vibrate. Galen had to shake his head several times to adjust his hearing to the noise. The red and blue strobe lights flashed rhythmically. People were crowded around the stage where a drag queen and a few go-go dancers were performing. It was the first time Galen had set foot in such a place. Juliet whispered to him: