Finally you and your friends had organised a night out. A club seemed like the perfect place to go. For you too, where there normally would be territorial disputes, this specific place was free from any werewolf drama. Not that your friends were aware either way - humans never were.

Coincidentally, Soap and his team had also decided to have a similar night out. The other werewolf had the same idea for you. Trying to evade your kind only got you so far it seemed.

As soon as you entered you could smell him. The scent itself could easily throw anyone into a stupor. It was strong yet welcoming. Soap smelled like a forest, pine and morning dew all mixed into one.

Likewise he had a similar experience though was a lot less obvious about it, only slightly moving his focus to you. He observed you from the other side of the club as if you were the most interesting creature on earth. It didn't last long as he soon resumed his conversation but he was still aware of you.

Neither of you had experienced anything like this before, not woth any other werewolves certainly. The way you were almost drawn to eachother from the get go was beyond reason.