The Alpha King In My Bed

Three years after our breakup, I bumped into my werewolf ex at the biggest club in New York. He brought a girl with him that night. They were sitting in the VIP booth right across the bar. You couldn't miss them—she had her hands all over him. "Dirty Martini." I made the drink and handed it to the server. "Another one." 2:00 AM.

Third ticket. Same drink. "Sir, we're closing soon." "Then bring it over yourself." I crumpled the ticket into a ball. Three drinks in one night. Either he's genuinely t