Lost in the Rhythm

 “Tequila please,” I requested the bartender and as soon as he gave it to me, Alpha Magnus grabbed it from me and sniffed it before passing it on to me. 

I raised my eyebrows, “Why?”

“I check it for any poison…” He whispered and I sighed. 

“Come on, relax. I trust this bar in town here.” I said, sipping on my drink. We don’t even get drunk, but I love the taste and smell of the drinks. It’s intoxicating and tickles my brain. 

“You’ll never know when Druscilla might come. We must be relaxed but not too much, we still need to be on our paws.” 

“I dare him to,” I said, gritting my teeth at the thought. Alpha