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floor-length dress coats.
    The room erupted in whistles along with another growl in her head.
    Heat singed Tabatha’s face as she glared at Melody. “I told you the outfit was too skimpy,” she murmured, elbowing her friend.
    Shane handed their coats to a girl who sauntered up to their group. The young woman was tall and lanky with long black hair that swung across her ass as she strolled by them. Tabatha heard her growl as she passed, tossing her hair back like she was the only woman in the room. However, the belly dancer outfit she wore wasn’t filled out like Tabatha’s, and the girl knew it.
    “Boy, what is it with all the growling?” Tabatha laughed, trying to ignore the witch and the mysterious voice in her mind.
    Melody snorted. “I have a feeling the women are jealous. You look fabulous tonight. Look. They’re huddling now. Maybe they’re pissed that a human is in the club.” Melody nodded at a group of women dressed in an assortment of costumes.
    From belly dancers to those dressed as Eve they all stared and pointed their fingers at her and Melody.
    “Oh, this is going to be fun!” said Tabatha. She rolled her eyes. This party better get going or I’m leaving. “Melody, I’m not really in the mood to fight, but then again with the day I’ve had, maybe what I need is a good old brawl.” She threw her hands up and glared back at the women, daring them to do something.
    “This is supposed to be a night of relaxing.” Melody kept her gaze trained on the group.
    “Okay, you two need to settle down. They’re just nervous having you here,” Shane stated.
    “It looks to me like we’re not wanted here,” Melody said, indicating the women across the room. Shane and the men next to them looked at the group. The men stood up and growled, showing their teeth. In submission, the women slowly moved apart.
    “Forgive them. They’re not fond of humans,” said the man standing next to her. By the way he held himself, Tabatha knew he was the Alpha. She knew the Alpha had to keep an eye on what everyone was doing in the room.
    “Now, Shane, aren’t you going to introduce me to this lovely lady?”
    His tenor voice caressed her body and turned her to mush. His dark blue gaze traveled down her form and settled on her breasts for a moment, then back up to lock gazes with her.
    His handsome face and long black hair would be any woman’s fantasy. Even with his hair pulled back, Tabatha wanted to run her fingers through it. His size and stature intimidated her, but it also turned her on. He stood at least 6”6’.
    “Excuse me, Alpha. You know my mate, Melody, and this is her best friend, Tabatha. Tabatha, this is our Alpha, Hoyt Cyrus,” Shane stated and lowered his head slightly.
    “Shane,” a woman’s slightly irritated voice sliced through their group. Everyone turned to stare at the same woman who had taken their coats earlier. She swung her hips more to make her costume jingle as she walked.
    Tabatha laughed and shook her head. “You’re doing it wrong. Let me show you how to do it.” She swayed her hips and rolled her belly, showing the woman how to dance. The woman glared at her while the men watched in awe as she worked her costume, making every bead sing.
    “This phone rang in one of their coats.” She pushed the phone toward Shane, ignoring Tabatha. She turned her head and lifted a perfectly coiffed eyebrow as she sashayed past Tabatha and growled—again.
    Tabatha couldn’t let it go. She wasn’t going to bow down to anyone, not even a pack of female wolves.
    “Fuck this!”
     
     

Chapter Three
     
    Tabatha stepped into the girl’s personal space. “Listen, bitch. If you growl at me one more time, I will rip that snout off your pretty little face.”
    “Why, you fucking bitch!” The woman closed the gap and touched noses with Tabatha.
    Tabatha glared at the woman for a moment, and then she turned her back to her. With a flick of her wrist, she dismissed the woman.
    Everyone