Nicolas took the opportunity, “I would love a dance, Miss.” He slipped under the table and emerged on the other side. He put his arm around the girl and looked back at Ansuya. “You’ll have to get payment from the lady of the group, she’s our guardian and she carries all the money.” He looked at Ansuya, “I’ll have to get back to you on that thing we were talking about.” Nicolas didn’t waste any time in guiding the girl away from the table as fast as he could.
William looked over at the elder who seemed not in the least bit surprised by what had happened. She seemed to even relax a bit into the leather seat behind her. William shot a look at Katherine across the table. The sage shot a look at Nicolas’s retreating back then heaved a sign and shook her head. William glanced at Charles who could only shrug. This was going to be a long night.
A waitress came up to their table. She was wearing a poodle shirt and a very low cut t-shirt. She had nice boobs which were perky under the fabric. The fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra was not lost on him because her nipples were visible through the tight shirt. She also bent over the table slightly, “I’m sorry folks, but we don’t allow dogs in here.”
William looked back at Ansuya who had her full attention on the girl. “These are our service dogs.” Ansuya said politely.
The girl cocked her head to one side as if she was trying to figure out if what she heard had been what she had heard or if the music was making her hear things. She looked at the elder and repeated, “Service dogs? Is that what you said ma’am? That these are service dogs?”
Ansuya blinked her eyes slowly at the girl and said simply, “Yes.”
The girl looked around to see if anyone was going to come and help her or not. It was a classic scene and William almost laughed. That of the lowly employee trying to do the right thing and being given a line of complete bull shit and not having any authority to do anything about it. The girl decided that it wasn’t worth the trouble and instead put on a big fake smile and said, “What may I get you nice folks to drink this evening?”
Ansuya simply sunk back into her chair. The girl turned to Charles who asked for a water. Katherine shook her head and William raised his hand in a polite negative. “Well, ok, my name is Sarah and I’ll be taking care of you tonight, if any of you need anything just let me know, and I’ll be right back with your water, sweetie.” With that the girl walked away quickly.
William turned toward the stage to watch a dancer slide down the stripper pole. She could actually dance and her hips swayed in almost perfect time with the music. The girl was in shape. William could see her muscles ripple under her skin as she moved and flexed. She was fairly attractive too, if she would take off all the crap on her face. Her lipstick was too red and too heavy and she had no sense of how to put mascara and eye shadow on, she looked like a raccoon. William couldn’t help but glance back at the dark skinned elder sitting behind him. The white girl on stage must be trying to emulate Ansuya’s natural smokey eye color. Ansuya was ten times more beautiful and elegant than the girl on stage. The sad thing is if she wasn’t dancing naked and would accept her natural look, he might be able to call her attractive. It just reminded him of all the reasons he left his home and traveled to his forest to live with nature and his pack so long ago.
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As the music finished Ansuya slid out from behind the table. She stood there, once more the unofficial center of attention. She moved off in the direction that Nicolas had disappeared to with the stripper.
As Ansuya disappeared through the semi crowded room, Alexiares started to growl lowly under the table. Aceso was right behind him. He wondered what it was that was setting them off. Then he smelled it too.
There was a faint odor of blood mixed with stale sweat in the air. It was a putrid smell but so faint that if it hadn’t been for the wolves warning him that something was wrong, he would never have caught it. Here, in the over powerful smells of stripper’s bodies and perfume and alcohol, he was surprised that he could smell anything at all. But he knew that he could never really miss a smell like this. He inhaled deeply to get a fuller sense of what it was he was smelling. It was rotten, the smell of decay and neglect. William looked around trying to find the source of the odor.
He looked at the entrance and a darkly tanned, well-built man had just walked in through the door. The man was a decent height five feet eleven inches, maybe. He was well groomed and his light brown hair was neat. He wore a fashionable white shirt with matching slacks, his off-white jacket was open, revealing his solid build underneath. The man had the attention of the room, much like Ansuya had. William watched as his gaze passed slowly over the place. He had the look of a man who was searching for something. Then a small twitch of his nose scrunched up his handsome face just slightly.
The man’s head slowly tracked back over the room and stopped staring underneath the table William was sitting at. The wolves growled a little louder, creating a vibration that he could feel through the carpet. The man in the white suit smiled broadly at the two animals. He lifted his eyes to meet William and to cross over Katherine and Charles. His face showed an exaggeratedly confused look as he slowly approached the five of them.
The man had his eyes locked on the small group but he sauntered through the strip club with confidence in a very unrushed fashion. He stopped a scantily clad waitress and leaned in to her ear to whisper something. Then he pulled a few folded bills from his jacket pocket and dropped them on her tray. The girl beamed up at him and scurried away back toward the bar. William didn’t like the guy already.