Alpha Duncan's Rejected Bride

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my senses were ridiculously sensitive, and the thumping beat was torture. Mia, on the other hand,

nt person. I didn't own anything suitable for clubbing, so Mia had lent me some of her clothe

her features. "What's wrong?" she ask

r. "I'm okay, actually. Just really excited," I lied, trying to soun

urther. The bouncer, a towering giant with a smirk, eyed us up and down. Mi

the gut. The mingling aromas of sweat, perfume, and alcohol gave me a he

r, a charming guy with a crooked nose, greeted us with a smile. "Hello, prett

enir from a fight in his younger years. Mia ordered us drinks, and

laimed, slinging an arm over me and pulling me closer. I awkwardly s

right?" I whispered into Mia's ear, tr

mirk, as if it was obvious. The bartender got to work, e

I stared in surprise, wondering why he was working among

fully grown werewolf drunk," Mia s

eping into my voice. I wasn't ready to face

urging me to "live a little." I felt like a fish out of wa

ntriguing. Mia downed one in a single gulp, her eyes glazing over as she handed me a

ly heated up from the inside out. The drink didn't burn; instead, it was surprisingly s

g through my veins as I laughed with Elizabeth. We started dancing, singi

stroom." I nodded, watching her weave through the cr

," I said, suppressing a growl that threatened to escape. He just laughed and leaned in closer, whispering in my ear, "I know

s face turned beet red, and he clenched his teeth in pain. I smirked as I released his hand, watching him walk away, cradling his wri

s. I downed three shots, feeling the familiar buzz in my blood. As I he

self locking gazes with a handsome stranger whose dark eyes swirled with emotions. The noise of t

hen his hands brushed against my arms, electricity crackled between us. I could fee

urious at the interruption, and I was jolted back to reality. I pulled away from him, the connection betwe

os, his voice sent shivers down my spine. I hated the way my