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"Making a run for it?"

I gasped and jerked backwards Looking to the right, Wade was leaning against the side of the house, a cigarette glowing against the darkness as he took a drag

"No," I bit back, annoyed he’d startled me "I just needed some air"

"Yeah, the return of your lover’sto deal with," he mocked

I shook my head, too annoyed to deal with a cocky leader When I walked away, footsteps sounded behindaround and continuingshipped off to another pack because people are dying, I’d say you do," Wade re around, I stopped and glared at him My emotions were in a frenzy of jealousy, fear, and sexual frustration If Wade kept pushing, I was liable to do so for a run," I told hiet a drink? The pack will be busy attending to Eve for a while" Wade took another drag off of his cigarette, the cherry lighting his face

"It’s 2:00 am," I reminded him

"I know a bar that doesn’t close until 4:00 ae and run was to relieve stress, alcohol would also work I glanced back at the house Wade was right They’d be occupied with Eve for the rest of the night

"Alright," I told him, and followed him to his truck

The s stores Looking from the street you’d never knoas there I followed Wade down a tiny alleyway, littered with discarded trash The brick exterior was painted dark green with the words ‘Wild Things’ on a rectangular board in white There were no s on the outside and the ies that allowed the people inside to peek out and demand a password Or maybe I’d seen tooin between as if a special code was being given The slide e eyes stared back at us I knew those sorts of peepers, whoever this dude was, he was a olf

Wade pushed the sleeve of his shirt up and held up his aring of deadbolts being unlocked echoed through the door

"Back so soon, Mr Wade?" A largean arm as an invitation to come in The man, as as thick and solid as a tree trunk, stood around six-foot-five What little light there was gleaht His black T-shirt fit snuggly around each protruding muscle in his arhtthe deed under a full ot the best whiskey in town," Wade said, and theand suspicious "This is Anna Avery, new one"

I resented still being called a "new one" I’d been around for four iven me some semblance of respect

"I wasn’t turned yesterday," I snapped at Wade, extending my arm to the brawny man "Nice to meet you…?"

"This is Puck," Wade said, "and he doesn’t like to be touched"

I let ave Puck a thin lipped sout his arm I looked at Wade and he nodded I clasped Puck’s hand; his so large s, Ms Anna," Puck smiled and released my hand A shiver shimmied up my spine, but I didfrom Puck’s deainst you

Wade and I stepped inside, , maybe twenty feet by fifteen A counter, with shelves full of alcohol bottles behind it, sat towards the back The lighting was low, puffs of s within the soft beams Most of the patrons wereat the bar They were dressed in short skirts or shorts, and their tops left little to the iht of three doors, all with ‘do not disturb’ signs on theuess, I’d say this was a olf brothel My suspicions were confirmed when a couple stepped out of one of the roo her shirt The man handed her a roll of cash and they both went their separate ways

Wade walked up to the bar,where I was going and ran into his back He looked over his shoulder, a s on his lips

"What do you want?"

"A screwdriver"