Lynn's POV

The Blue Moon Bar is exactly what I expected. Dark. Loud. Packed with wolves who don't ask questions.

Neutral territory. Or so Victoria claimed.

I spot her in a corner booth. Alone. Two drinks already on the table.

"Lynn!" She waves. All smiles. "I'm so glad you came."

I slide into the booth. Don't touch the drink in front of me.

Victoria notices. Her smile tightens. "It's just wine. I promise."

"I'm sure." I signal the bartender. Order my ...