a commitment, I was looking for someone that I’d remember for the rest of my life.
Several shifter men came by and danced with me, moving against my hips and grinding into me. I’d turn and they’d be gone, moving to the next woman, testing the waters. At the very back of the room was a VIP area, roped off with red velvet ropes. I saw figures moving around inside the shaded area, but I couldn’t make out any faces. A large shifter came up behind me and took my hips, grinding against me. He was shirtless and bore the same musky scent of the desire rising through the club. I wondered if I had met my man. I let my hips slid against him, felt his arms caressing my shoulders, moving over my waist. He hooked his thumbs inside my belt loops, and I could feel him pressing his cock into me. I turned to face him and I looked in his eyes. They reflected a gold shimmer in the light of the club. He took a long sniff in the air, taking in my scent, assessing me. He looked at me in confusion.
“You’re a human … I’m sorry, I thought you were a shifter woman.” He pulled away from me, and I grabbed his arm.
“Wait, I can handle that.”
“No, it’s not that I think you can’t handle it … The moon is about to rise, and the packmaster is very specific about what he likes on the full moon … Look, I’ve gotta go.” He pulled my hand from his arm and walked away, fading into the crowd. I walked back over to the bar, defeated.
Just then, two men grabbed my arms, pulling me back toward the dance floor.
“What … where are you taking me?” I struggled against them, but they wouldn’t relent.
“The packmaster has requested you. He’ll see you now in the wolf lounge.”
“And what if I don’t want to see the packmaster?” I struggled, but they kept pulling me, making me walk forward. The other man chuckled.
“Girl, you came here on a full moon. Didn’t you come here to see the packmaster?” I felt my stomach doing flips. Things were beginning to make sense. The packmaster had requested me, and the men on the dance floor had known it after I began dancing. They knew it from my scent. He’d requested the one human woman silly enough to come into the club on a full moon. At least, that was the gist I was getting from the men. They pulled me into the VIP lounge, where I saw yellow eyes staring out of the darkness.
CHAPTER TWO
In the VIP lounge was one of the hottest men I’d ever seen. If it weren’t for the two men holding me up, the weakness in my knees would have made me tumble down to the floor. I don’t believe in love at first sight, no, but I do believe in lust at first sight, and that’s what this was.
This man was sitting on this big tall chair like a king. He was huge, as big or bigger than the bouncer that I’d seen earlier. His face was unmistakably wolfish, his cheekbones chiseled and his yellow-green eyes intense. He was wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans, but on his muscular frame, it looked like the most expensive and tailored of suits.
“I’m Nolan, the leader of this pack. And you?”
“I’m Andrea.” The words came out in a whisper. My sex had already become slick, just looking at this massive, gorgeous man. His words commanded power and respect, and his eyes flickered with a deep, sexual fire.
“Other shifters come and go at this club, but the wolves rule it, and I am the wolf who rules them all. I see you have come to our club on a full moon. Do you know what this means?” I shook my head, and Nolan chuckled.
“No … Nolan … What does it mean?” I knew that it had something to do with the leaping feeling in my stomach, the shivers running over my body. He had some power that was attracting me. The men let go of my arms, and I stood there before him, still weak in the knees.
“Any human woman in my club on the full moon is fair game for me on the full moon. I always select a woman on the full moon, and you are the sexiest I’ve seen … by far.” He looked my body