Chapter 67

Claire's POV On my way back from the restroom, I was feeling much more composed after having a few minutes to cool down from the intensity of dancing with Theo. The brief respite had given me time to collect my thoughts and remind myself that getting too caught up in the moment was dangerous territory given our complicated situation. But as I navigated through the crowded club, weaving between groups of laughing guests and couples lost in their own worlds, I found my path blocked by a young werewolf I hadn't met before. He was handsome in a boyish way, with sandy hair and an easy smile that probably worked well on most women. The scent marking him as part of Bob's pack was unmistakable. "Well, hello there," he said with obvious appreciation, his eyes traveling over me in a way that made me immediately uncomfortable. "I'm Ryan, and I don't think we've been properly introduced." "Claire," I replied politely but coolly, trying to step around him. "Nice to meet you, but I should get back t