Re: Out Front - OPEN
Derek hadn't planned on stopping by Avalon, but he'd been feeling restless and frustrated thanks to a certain human slave, and there were plenty of places that catered to the needs of frustrated Masters.
Just outside the club, he caught a whiff of something--of someone, to be more specific. It was faint beneath the cigarette smoke, but there was a definite wolf scent on the boy standing in front of him.
"Who do you belong to?" he asked, his gaze sharp as it examined the boy.