Free WEREWOLF ROMANCE: Forgotten Flower (Paranormal BBW Menage Romance) by kindledromance

Chapter One
    I couldn’t believe I was here. Of course, Rayne dragged me
here, and I know that it was only going to get worse with time. I
wasn’t really the clubbing type. I was more of the sitting around
and chilling out with friends type. It was certainly something. I
didn’t feel like being here, but of course I was doing it for my
best friend and fellow student Rayne Grants. I did a lot of things
for her, including sitting in places like this. I mean, she was
into the club and everything, and most of the time I was hanging
around with her and making sure that she was okay. But this wasn’t
my scene, and I felt like I needed something new. Tonight I really
wished that I had someone, because if I did see someone tonight who
piqued my interest I would be happy as a clam. Little did I know
that the person I was looking for would show up tonight, and my
life would change for the better.
    I didn’t feel interested
in the lights and flashy sounds of this. Rather, I felt bored to
death. But of course, she was gone from the moment we walked in,
telling me that I would be fine on my own. Yeah,
whatever.
    I stood in the corner,
watching everything that was happening. I didn’t like this at all,
and it bothered me that I was dragged here on a school night with
my best friend. Of course Rayne barely cared about her grades. She
was more interested in who she could bang than anything else. I
loved the woman to death, but she needed to get her damn priorities
straight.
    The thumping of the music
was bothering me. This wasn’t what I wanted, and it certainly
wasn’t what I wanted to engage in tonight. I looked around the club
as well, surveying the scene and the people around here. Of course,
they all seemed to be pretty chill, but none were my type. All of
them seemed to be here for one thing and one thing only, which was
sex. I mean, I loved sex and all, but I didn’t want to come to the
club to just pick up some dude that I would probably never see ever
again.
    There was a presence
behind me though, and it was one that made me feel strange. I
turned around, my wispy dark hair almost getting caught in my face.
I also knew that most guys weren’t into me because I wasn’t one of
the typical basic white girls either. I was an ethnic beauty, and
although I was treated a bit differently, I didn’t care I was
wearing a tear tank top and tight black jeans with kitten heels.
However, the hunk in front of me immediately made me wonder if it
was okay to find love like this in the club. I mean, I certainly
thought so.
    He was attractive, that’s
for sure. He was about six feet tall, with a muscular build that I
knew girls would envy him for. He also had soft brown hair, blue
eyes, and a nice façade. He was so out of place here, because
instead of being some guy that was waiting for a girl to come to
him, he was just standing there looking like he didn’t care whether
or not a girl did grace his presence. And in a way I kind of liked
that. I felt like we were in the same boat.
    “ Hello there,” I
said.
    “ Hello to you too as well.
You look mad,” the man said.
    I blushed at his words. It
wasn’t that I was mad per se, it was more of the fact that I would
rather eat dirt than be at a place like this. I don’t do the seedy
club scene that looks like something out of a mafia movie. Not my
thing.
    “ Well I am pretty bored.
I’m not really the clubbing type,” I mused.
    “ I see. I guess we’re two
birds of a feather then,” he said.
    “ I guess. I mean, I don’t
even know you but if you don’t like this place I guess we’re
similar,” I replied.
    The man smiled at me, and
when I saw that smile, I felt like my whole body had melted. He was
super cute, definitely something that I enjoyed looking at. Plus,
he didn’t seem to only be here for sex, but rather he was as out of
place as I was.
    “ Well I guess you don’t
want to be here either,” he mused.
    “ Not really. A friend
dragged me here. She’s the redhead