Charles Oliver, the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, stood still, his brow furrowed in confusion. He stared at the door Lucian had pointed to, the door to Room 3. There was nothing extraordinary about it. It was just a simple wooden door, no different from the others at Scarlet Heart Club.
Lucian’s voice broke through his thoughts. “A beautiful woman will walk through this door shortly. She’s someone special, a sweetheart. Alpha Oliver, I’m just being a friend here, giving you a little advice.”
Lucian smiled knowingly, and the look in his eyes was one that made every man in the room feel like they were part of a secret, unspoken bond. He tapped Charles on the arm, the gesture filled with more meaning than words could express. “You know what I’m saying, don’t you, Alpha. Oliver?”
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