“Ugh… I smell like that old, disgusting Alpha,” one of the strippers growled in annoyance.
“You only smell like one, but in my case I smell like three ugly wolves. The old wolf I stripped for showed up with his ugly friends, and they were all small meat,” another woman rolled her eyes.
“Really?” the group laughed together.
The giggling she-wolves passed by Sibyl's desk as she ended the last booking call of the night, watching them with a mix of admiration and pity.
She had been working at this strip club for three days and had noticed that the she-wolves often provided s****l services to VIP werewolves for an additional fee. Not all of these VIPs were kind or gentle. However, no matter how messed up the situation was, they always managed to smile and support each other.
“Sibyl, you ca
