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Few couples were dancing on the floor, while some were even making out around the corner, while some others were just idle. But none of them were looking at her. Not even a single male.

If Ismena didn’t know better, she will think that someone tattooed ' STAY OFF, SHE HAS AIDS!' on her back.

But she knows way better. And that only has her more frustrated, especially since her friend Eline is busy having fun.

Her eyes found Eline on the dance floor. The woman is on her third dance with another changeling male. The third dance!

Yet, no man has even propositioned her for a dance. Every female in this club has gotten one. She wondered what was going on as she sat there sullenly, drinking.

Why isn't any man coming to her?

Then, the answer came when one man walked into the club, his eyes searched appreciatingly for the females and when his eyes found hers, it flashed with attraction.

As the man made his way towards her, Ismena noted that he's a small man, a little taller than her but he oozed power. No problem, he'll do.

But then, something happened.

The man got close to her and stopped suddenly like he hit a wall. He sniffed the air...twice. His eyes widened in shock and fear.

Then, he turned and almost ran like his feet were on fire just to get away from her.

I smell like him! A gasp tore from her mouth as it dawned on her .

"Oh my God! That motherfucking frowning ape!" She raged, slamming her drink on the table with so much force, the wooden cup rattled badly.

She tried not to think of him all evening. The thought of sleeping with another man doesn't sit well with her, but she was trying her best to make peace with it since the man she wanted—the man her body craves so badly—does not want her.

The taste of him was still on her tongue. She licked her lips occasionally just to taste a bit of him. But, at the same time, she's also trying to put him away from her thoughts and focus on having fun.

Yet, she can't even have fun because of him.

"Aaah! I'm having so much fun! I'm glad we came here!" Eline shouted above the music, hurrying towards her with a wild grin on her face.

"Well, at least one of us is having fun!" Ismena screamed above the music too. Angrily, she downed her drink in one shot and stretched out the empty cup to the pointed-ear bartender.

Eline touched her arm, "Tune it down girl, so you don't get drunk."

Ismena wanted to get drunk, maybe that will ease her frustration a bit. Already, she can feel the drink getting to her head.

"I saw when Admus was coming to ask you out on a drink. Poor Rat sentinel. He must have realized what a bad idea that is when he got close to you."

"It's his scent, right!? I'm carrying his scent, right?"

Eline nodded, her eyes held pity and amusement. "Like second skin."

"Mother-fucking-fucker!" She hissed, raising the drink to her mouth again and downing it again in one shot .

"Can I have this dance?"

A deep voice behind them made the two women turn to see a very handsome male. He was grinning at Eline.

"Kaine! It's been so long!" She threw her arms around the male's neck and he lifted her off her feet and whirled her around. "When did you come back!?"

"Yesterday." The wolf changeling works for Naturiah's Agricultural And Livestock Company. NAALC. He has been away, in the non-changeling world, for more than seven years now.

"I'm so glad to see you again!" Eline enthused.

"Let's dance, shall we?"

"Of course!"

As the man whisked her away back to the dance floor, Ismena watched her friend with surprise and wishfulness. Surprise because she has never seen Eline so happy and wishful because she longs to have this fun Eline is having.

Time passed. Ismena ordered more drinks repeatedly.

When she turned and couldn't find Eline again, she only shook her head and continued drinking. Her friend might already be making out with that man in one of the restrooms. Well, at least one of them is having fun.

"Hi, beauty. What are you doing here sitting all alone by yourself?" A deep voice groaned behind her.

Ismena turned and was surprised to see the man directed the question at her. "Me? "

"I can't see any other beauty around here." The male drawled, charmingly.

"I am Ismena." She stretched out her hand into his. The male is very handsome and he has a kind smile.

He took it gently, "I'm Donas. I'm a Dog Changeling. Can I have a dance with you?"

"Yes, of course." Ismena couldn't believe her good fortune. A man actually asked her out for a dance!

She teetered on her feet—shit, she'd drank too much—as he led her to the floor. He placed a hand on her shoulder, the other one on her waist, and began making dance moves.

Ismena joined him, barely resisting the urge to shake his hands off her body. You need a man for a one-night-stand remember? You can't do that.

Donas, the dog changeling has what the non-changeling doctors will call Anosmia, which means the partial or full loss of smell.

In Donas' case, he has a full loss of smell. He had an accident in his changeling form ten years ago which caused him to lose his sense of smell. Because of that he can't scent a thing.

But it's a weakness no one but his packmates know. Changelings do not let people know their weakness unless it's absolutely necessary.

The other changelings watched him dance with the human female, their jaws dropped in horror. Does the dog male have a death-wish!? Most of them wondered.

In the dance floor, Donas danced with the very beautiful woman so happily. He cannot believe his good fortune, to have met such beauty alone in the club .

As the music changed, most couples on the floor kissed their partners.

Donas kissed her too.

Before Ismena could process what was happening, her dance partner was kissing her fully on the lips. Her head is all mushed up from the drink she had. She didn't kiss him back, but she didn't push him away either.

Finally, the kiss ended, even though he didn't want to end it. Donas is already spotting a hard-on he was trying to hide in his pants. Damn, the woman is on fire.

The male leaned closer and whispered to her ear, "What do you say we go somewhere...private?" He has to get her alone, or he will embarrass himself here in the dance floor.

"Uhm..." Ismena was distracted by the kiss she didn't expect. Not only that, Donas' hand crept from her waist down to her ass. He squeezed softly.

"Damn, you are a beautiful female. What do you say we go away from here?." His breath was hot around her neck. "I will make you feel so good..."

"Uhm..."

He kneaded her ass again, grinding his chest to her breasts. "We dogs can bite really well. I will bite every inch of you in a way that'll live you quivering for more if you let me..."

Suddenly, the music stopped. It just stopped.

Silence descended in the club.

For a place that was so noisy that everybody had to shout before they can hear each other before, it was suddenly so quiet like a tomb .

Everybody's eyes were at the door of the club. Every single person, including the bartender, the DJ, and even the slutty dancers.

Ismena's back prickled in dread...and fear. Why?

She turned to see who everybody was looking at.

The Alpha King stood at the door of the club, his eyes pinned on her...and on Donas.