Bradley's P.O.V
In a small Suburban Strip Club in New York City, I, who one could describe as Tall, Dark, and Handsome, walked inside.
My eyes scanned the area silently, seeing lustful men receiving Lap Dances by the Women who worked there.
I wore a Dark Blue Armani Business Suit, that covered up most of my tattoos except the ones on my neck and hands. With Paul Smith brand Turner Oxford Black Lace up Shoes.
A Business Style Parted Haircut.
Dark Brown, smoothed to the side.
As I stepped inside of the Strip Club, a delightful smell hit my nose the, scents of Citrus, bananas, and a hint of marshmallow. I couldn't figure out where the source was coming from.
So I pushed it aside for the moment.
I watched, and listened as a man introduced a new stripper.
"Good evening men, and some ladies."
He smiled.
"I would like to introduce you to our newest member of the family. She's a little shy, but give a round of applause to the Exotic M."
She walked out on stage, and I was instantly hypnotized by her.
Something deep down in my soul called to her... I observed her intensely from the spot where I was standing.
She had a beautiful Caramel skin tone. Her Lips were Cherry red from her lipstick, though her Clothing was Black, a Mesh Bra, with Lace Panties, and a Belt strapped to the Lace Stockings she wore.
My eyes trailed up and down her body slowly. Then I felt a sudden Claim over her. But I shrugged it off.
I'm with my cousins Cameron, and Ricky, who are also my best friends. They wanted to bring me out of the Pack House for awhile.
They thought I needed a break from work and the pack house for a while, so they talked me into coming to a Strip Club.
"To get laid," as Cameron says.
"Mr. Eastwood, right this way."
One of the Hostesses say, guiding us to the V.I.P section of the club.
The scent hit me again, only it was stronger than before. I sniffed the air discreetly, trying to detect the scent. Where it was coming from.
We took our seats, which were located near the Stage.
"My name is Mindy, and I'll be your Hostess for this evening. What would you guys like to drink?"
A waitress said, with Blonde Hair, and nice tits that weren't covered by a Bra. She only had on a Purple thong, with heels to match. She was a good looking girl.
"Can we all get shots?"
Cameron asked in a cheery tone, while eying the room full of Nude women.
"Yes, of course."
She said, winking at me.
The Scent hit me again, knocking me out. It smelled so delicious.
I looked at the woman that piqued my interest on stage, captivating in her delicious medium dark coffee colored skin.
I hear a muffled yell in my head.
I begin to pay more attention to it, more like him. Maximus, my wolf.
"ITS OUR MATE!! SHE'S MINE. MINE."
Maximus chanted in my head.