Page 28 of Stealing Sloane

“… and so that’s happened.” Olivia finished her drink and then stood up, pulling Sloane with her. “All right, no more talking. Let’s dance!”

“I—”

Olivia pulled her away from their table before she could protest, down the stairs leading down to the main club. As she took the last step down, she felt the strangest tingling in her gut.

Her wolf, too, raised it hackles.

“What’s wrong?” Olivia asked.

“I …” She glanced around. There were so many people around them, yet … “I just have this weird feeling that someone’s watching me.”

Olivia smirked. “You’re gorgeous. Of course people are looking at you. C’mon!”

They waded through the sea of people until they reached the center of the dance floor. The low bass of the dance tune thrummed through her body, and Sloane swayed to the music. There was something so sensual about being surrounded by the heat of the bodies around her, their scents mingling. As it was in these situations, there were a few men who attempted to catch her eye or brush up against her, but when she didn’t immediately reciprocate, they moved on. She shrugged it off, as it didn’t matter to her anyway. She just wanted to dance and forget about her troubles.

A hand brushed against her waist, and she glanced behind her. A man—no, a Lycan for sure—with twinkling blue eyes, blond hair, and distinctly all-American good looks smiled back at her. His body wasn’t bad either—tall, chiseled shoulders, and a wide chest encased in a tight white shirt. She smiled back and moved backward toward him.

Her wolf growled, but she ignored it as she danced with the stranger, not quite touching him but their bodies moved together. His hand remained on her waist, but never went higher or lower. From a few feet away where she was dancing alone, Olivia grinned at her and gave her the thumbs-up.

“Thanks for the dance,” she said when the music stopped.

“I’m Adrian,” he introduced. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before …”

“Sloane,” she said, then pulled the neck of her shirt aside to show her wolf tattoo. “I’m visiting.” While he was obviously aNew York Lycan, she didn’t know if he was connected to clan business. She nodded at Olivia, who was walking over to them.

“Who’s your friend?” Olivia asked.

Sloane introduced them.

“You seem like nice girls,” Adrian said. “I’m here with a couple of coworkers. How about I introduce you to them? They’re single.”

Olivia laughed. “I’m not looking, but sure. Lead the way.”

Sloane let him go ahead and trailed behind with Olivia, who held on to her arm so as not to get lost.

“He’s hot,” Olivia whispered in her ear. “Like really hot. And he’s into you.”

“Yeah,” she agreed, and it had been a really long time since she’d been with anyone. But for some reason, despite his good looks, she couldn’t muster up any attraction for Adrian.

“You should go for it, if you want to I mean,” Olivia said. “And then?—”

Sloane stumbled as Olivia stopped in her tracks, pulling her back. “What the—Olivia?” Turning her head, she saw the pretty female’s face go slack and the blood draining from her face, like she’d seen a ghost. “Olivia? What’s wrong.”

“Nothing!” She let go of her arm. “Bathroom! You go ahead, I’ll come find you, okay?”

“Sure.” But Olivia had spun around so quick and scampered off, she probably didn’t hear her. Shrugging, she turned and spotted Adrian by the bar. He waved her over. As soon as she reached the front, she halted, her heart slamming into her chest.

That couldn’t be …

Her stomach dropped.

It was definitely Jacob, leaning against the bar, sipping from a glass. His hair glinted with streaks of red under the flashing lights. He wasn’t alone, however. A woman dressed in a short, tight bodycon dress stood centimeters away from him, smilingand grinning at him as he spoke. Leaning forward, she placed a hand on his chest, the other around his neck, and whispered into his ear.

A pain stabbed her in the chest as she watched them cozy up together. She couldn’t breathe or move. Anger simmered in her chest.

What the hell was he doing here? Had he been in New York all this time? Perhaps he wasn’t even working at all. He was just avoiding her, now that he didn’t have to guard Stella anymore.

And she’d been worried about him since he left, thinking he might be in danger, and here he was partying at Blood Moon, probably sleeping with a different woman every night.

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