Chapter 1 Chapter 1 The loud music blasted my eardrums, and I walked in with that big smile you got only when your thoughts were drowned by the sweet taste of liquor and sugary rims. I guided the straw into my mouth using my tongue and saw on the guys how much they appreciated the show. They gawked as I sucked on the straw, maybe a little more excessively than I needed to I liked seeing how their eyes darkened and their teeth gritted wishing it was something else between my lips. "You're giving them blue balls, knock it off!" Tilly punched her elbow into my side and adverted my attention. I laughed while downing the last of my cocktail and was already thinking about what to order next. "He's over there!" Tilly screamed into my ear to overpower the music. Istrutted toward the VIP area and the red satin-covered chain that divided us. They sat like kings up there on their black leather-covered throne and on the table wasn't gold but rather bottles stacked on top of each other with every expensive liquor that the club sold. I scanned them one at a time. Every group needed at least one nice guy down to his last brain cell and for this inner circle that was Nick: sweeter than syrup and just as smart. Sitting on his lap was his catch of the night, I rolled my eyes and moved my eyes over Kevin, the temper of the group; he hit first and asked later. Next to Kevin was Logan, oh sweet douchey Logan, the sleaze who's put it in every girl in our pack and still had girls lining up to be his next meal. He had two girls dancing in front of him, rubbing their bodies together, and a group more on the floor trying to get his attention, and oh did they. He had his arms stretched to the sides over the back of the couch and gave every girl just enough attention to keep them from giving up. He once told me that "a good meal always consists of at least three courses." Looking at them I couldn't believe how this was the future of our pack, I'm not saying that I'm any better than them at all, I'm just as bad but things weren't expected of me as they were of the guys. I smiled, felt a sudden heat warm my southern parts and I walked with a strut, swaying my hips and making sure that my boobs bounced perkily when I walked up to the VIP area. My eyes landed on the one I was here to see- Landon walked out from the back with a flask in his hand but there was someone there with him. I couldn't make out who it was though. A smile stretched on my face, and I lifted the rope when the guard grabbed my wrist and pulled it away. I was almost offended but didn't want to waste my bitch-points for the night on his misplaced rudeness. "They know me, I'm with him!" I screamed and pointed to Landon. The guard turned to see who I was pointing at but when I looked back my hand dropped along with my jaw and to top it all off the guard turned back to me with a 'really?' expression that should've made me shrink and step back, but I was far too drunk for that. Draped across Landon's neck were two long arms that belonged to one of the sluts that followed him around like a lost puppy every time we broke up and they were eating each other's faces like there was no tomorrow. "No fucking way. Hold this!" I pushed my bag into the arms of the bouncer and ripped the chain of its golden hold. The girl lifted her head, and her eyes grew round before she screamed and cowered behind Landon, who reached out his arms to protect her, but she wasn't the one I wanted. He turned around and saw me. His eyes doubled in size, and he pushed her away as he raised his hands. "Shit," he cussed. Landon James, the Rich London prick as my father called him. My on-again-off-again for the past two years and Logan's best friend since they were pups running around pretending to be men. 1/2 12:34 Tue, 5 Aug Chapter 1 471%8 I knew that Landon fucked girls whenever he and I were off, but we were very much on right now. I gritted my teeth to dust and coiled my fingers into a fist. One clear strike. It wouldn't knock him out, but it would hurt. And I wanted him to hurt. I raised my arm. I might not have my wolf yet, but I was still strong, top of my class, and unbelievably pissed off. From the side of my eye, I saw Logan's cocky grin, he let go of the girl that was draped over him and he leaned, put his elbows on his knees, and smiled like he was watching a priced fight. "Maddie!" Landon grabbed my hand before it could hit his face and he pulled it down. He was quick to dodge my other hit as well. Damnit. "You stupid piece of- " He pinned my hands to his chest with one hand and covered my mouth with the other one. I shook my head; my hair fell in disheveled locks in front of my face, and I saw the twinge of amusement in his eyes. "Calm down, baby," he said followed by a dark chuckle. He pressed a kiss on my temple, and he held me tight enough to keep me from moving. "Yeah," I heard Logan's pompus voice muse behind us. The leather rubbed as he moved and his words, coated with amusement filled my ears like burning coal. "Calm down, sis," My body stiffened in Landon's hold. It felt as though every muscle contracted and pain followed in waves as the blissful alcohol-induced oblivion slowly dissipated. 2/2 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!