For Bear Or For Worse (Pure Blood 1) Read Free

how did she do that? Maybe she could teach me a thing or two. I got the feeling that Zoey got her own way a lot.
    Zoey ordered us both a round of whiskey and I decided to let the encounter go. Zoey clearly didn't want to talk about it, and I just wanted to have a good time. She had been kind enough to let me join in on her adventure when she could have invited anyone else. I didn't want to ruin it, and maybe I was overreacting anyways. The more I thought about it the less it seemed like a big deal. Maybe I didn't really see what I thought I saw.
    As I took an appreciative sip of my whiskey I looked around the room. My brow furrowed as I took in my surroundings and the people that were in the room. I was amazed to see how beautiful everyone at the club looked. They all seemed so youthful and energized, they all had a glow, almost a fire inside them. I had never seen anything like it. Every single person in that room looked like they could take on the world with confidence and beauty. Who were these people? An exclusive club was clearly the place to be.
    I shifted my weight from one foot to the next.  Damn, these heels were killing me.  Zoey noticed my fidgeting and laughed.
    “Want to go walk around?  We might be able to find a table to sit at,[[-=”  Zoey asked.  I smiled and nodded.
    We grabbed our glasses and went about the room to find a table.  As we walked through the club I kept hearing tidbits of conversations about a new pack leader. Pack leader....what did they mean? It didn't even sound like a normal sentence. A pack was a term used most often in regards to animals. Like a pack of wolves. That was where I would have heard something like that before. But why were they talking about this pack leader as if he was a man?  Maybe I’ve had a bit too much to drink already.
    “Zoey, you’ve been here before, right?”
    “Of course!  It’s the hottest place to be these days.”
    I nodded and took another sip of my drink.  I must have heard the other people wrong.  What else could this place be besides a nightclub?  Zoey noticed I had gone silent and she stopped walking to face me.
    “What’s wrong?” she asked.
    “I guess I just feel a bit out of place here.”
    Zoey smiled reassuringly “Quit feeling that way.  You belong here because I brought you in.  So let’s go have some fun!”  I laughed nervously as I watched her turn and shimmy her way into the crowd of people. 
    As much as I tried, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I didn’t belong here.  Something in my gut was telling me to leave, however, Zoey’s enthusiasm was making me want to stay and try and fit in.
    Zoey pulled me back up to the bar and ordered us another round. Maybe I just needed to relax and get a little drunk. I could just be imagining the whole ambiance of the room. Suddenly the hairs stood up at the back of my neck and I had the strange feeling that I was being watched. I turned suddenly to see who it was and there was no one. I searched the room, looking for the person who had been boring into my back. I couldn't see anyone and yet the feeling had been so strong. Maybe I was losing my mind. The whole evening had been strange, and I feared that I was just letting all of my nerves get to me.
    I took another hesitant sip of my drink and felt the eyes on me again.  I shivered a bit and felt as though I had an imaginary target on my back. I spun around again and all I saw was the packed dance floor.
    What the hell was going on?
     
     
     

Chapter Four
    Cole
     
    I watched the two girls as they sidled up to the bar.  One of them was Zoey, but the other one I had never seen before. The dance crowd ahead of me continuously kept blocking my view of the new girl, which I found increasingly frustrating. I could only see glimpses of her at best and only from behind.
    Zoey and I had known each other since we were kids. It was rare for her to bring an unknown person into the club. Was there something special about the girl?