Neon Atmosphere

Haze

   Leather-clad arms placed themselves on the counter of the bar. In reaction to the sudden touch, the countertop beneath the arms glowed a dull purple, slowly fading. A bartender made their way over to the new face, taking into account the sunglasses that hid the owner's eyes, but they did not miss the dull pink hair that seemed to shine bright despite the color of it. The one thing they did not miss was the scent that accompanied this strange woman.

   The scent of a rogue.

   "You know, we became an open club to everyone about a year ago. But some of us still do not take kindly to your kind." The bartender spoke while pulling a glass down as she raised her left eyebrow in response. "What can I get you?"

   "Just a shot of Grey Goose." Her words were crisp and to the point. No option to socialize or get any information from her. She knew how these packs ran and the bartender would be trying to fish information out of her.

   A few moments later the shot glass appeared in front of her and she quickly downed the drink. She was here for business and that was it.

   The bartender kept a wary eye on her, but he soon had to move his attention to a tipsy, college girl who offered to show her boobs for a free drink. Once he looked away, she slid away from the bar, making her way onto the floor where the music vibrated the floors.

   She already knew where he was before he caught sight of her. He was sitting in a secluded booth, surrounded by other men that radiated power. Apparently, someone told a joke because he began laughing loudly, but once he looked around and his eyes found her, he immediately bolted. The other men looked at him confused and alarmed.

   Breaking into a slow jog, she followed after him, his height being his worse advantage. Instead of going through the front exit, he burst into a side room and out a set of doors where it led to an empty alleyway.

   He started tearing off his shirt in a rush, but soon gave up and shifted quickly. Sensing that he had the advantage in wolf form, he turned swiftly and began to charge at her.

    She began to sprint forward now, pulling a small pocket item from her pocket. Before he could pounce, she aimed and pressed a button, causing small pinchers to shoot out and click him in the chest. Electricity flowed through his wolf body causing him to quickly fall, twitching in reaction.

     "Piece of shit." She muttered as the wolf visibly blacked out. It was not everyday that she was sent to collect a Beta of a pack. Especially of a pack that they refused to give her information on. Then again, they did not really like to give rogues information despite them doing their dirty work.

   Grabbing one front paw, she pulled the wolf onto her shoulders like a sack of potatoes. The wolf's frame almost measured her entire height despite the fact that he was thrown over her shoulder.

    "What are you doing with my Beta?"