She walked into the nightclub and stood with the sheep, but she wasn’t part of the flock. She didn’t clutch a drink and danced with a self-conscious sway. No, her eyes held a predatory gleam as her hips moved in a way that hypnotized and seduced. She was a wolf amongst sheep.

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