Furever Mated (BBW Paranormal Shifter Romance) by Meredith Clarke Page B

before my eyes.
    The longer that Zoey stared at the bouncer the less he was able to meet her eyes. It was the most bizarre thing I had ever seen. Why wasn't she backing off and why wasn't he acting like all the other bouncers in the city? I looked closely and was amazed to see that the bouncer suddenly couldn't even look Zoey in the eyes. He couldn't possibly be scared of her? No. Could he? I felt like I had just walked into the twilight zone. He could have virtually picked Zoey up and carried her away from the club and yet there he was unable to look her in the eyes.
    Not only was he unable to look Zoey in the eyes, but also he almost seemed to shrink back away from her as if he was scared of what she would do to him. Yes...he was actually backing away from her. Zoey seemed to have some kind of control or power over him that caused him to do whatever she wanted. Maybe she was the owner of the club. Did she fail to tell me that much? Though was that really how you handled employees? Still, if she was the owner, I doubted he would have given me trouble from the get-go. No, what happened in front of me was more like a power struggle, and yet that didn't make any sense either. There should have been no power struggle, and yet if I had to call a winner it would surely be Zoey.
    To my utter disbelief the bouncer straightened up and motioned for us to go ahead into the club. Zoey smiled and motioned for me to follow her.
    I turned to Zoey, “What exactly happened out there?”
    She smiled, “Oh, the bouncer was just being a jerk. I straightened him out, though.”
    I laughed, “Uh, yeah, I see that, but how the hell did you do that? I can't even understand what happened out there. Do you know him or something?”
    “Don’t worry about it. He just needed to be reminded of where his place is. We are in and I need a drink. Let’s go.”
    And just like that I was following her to the bar, more confused than when I entered. She was so nonchalant about the encounter that it left me speechless. Was this normal behavior for her? Maybe the bouncer and her were an item at some point? But would that really explain the behavior? I didn't think so. She just went around and got whatever she wanted, how did she do that? Maybe she could teach me a thing or two. I got the feeling that Zoey got her own way a lot.
    Zoey ordered us both a round of whiskey and I decided to let the encounter go. Zoey clearly didn't want to talk about it, and I just wanted to have a good time. She had been kind enough to let me join in on her adventure when she could have invited anyone else. I didn't want to ruin it, and maybe I was overreacting anyways. The more I thought about it the less it seemed like a big deal. Maybe I didn't really see what I thought I saw.
    As I took an appreciative sip of my whiskey I looked around the room. My brow furrowed as I took in my surroundings and the people that were in the room. I was amazed to see how beautiful everyone at the club looked. They all seemed so youthful and energized, they all had a glow, almost a fire inside them. I had never seen anything like it. Every single person in that room looked like they could take on the world with confidence and beauty. Who were these people? An exclusive club was clearly the place to be.
    I shifted my weight from one foot to the next. Damn, these heels were killing me. Zoey noticed my fidgeting and laughed.
    “Want to go walk around? We might be able to find a table to sit at,[[-=” Zoey asked. I smiled and nodded.
    We grabbed our glasses and went about the room to find a table. As we walked through the club I kept hearing tidbits of conversations about a new pack leader. Pack leader....what did they mean? It didn't even sound like a normal sentence. A pack was a term used most often in regards to animals. Like a pack of wolves. That was where I would have heard something like that before. But why were they talking about this pack leader as if he was a man? Maybe I’ve had a bit