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amazing, really,” he went on. “How much has changed since you left.”
    The car slowed and we turned down a side street. Barbed wire topped the fences here, and the streetlight flickered overhead.
    “This place opened up three or four years ago. At first it was just hillbillies and those unemployed assholes who just drink all day, but it’s started to get a bit of a reputation. Regular, reputable folk started going, ironically at first. But now it’s the place to be.” he said. I turned to him. His eyes gleamed with the reflection of the streetlights through the windshield. Whatever our destination, he seemed to be pretty proud of it.
    “Let me guess, they’ve finally opened up one of those Bondage Clubs I’ve heard so much about. Kinky...”
    “Ha! I forget how funny you are,” Tommy said, chuckling as he pulled into a parking lot. There were a ton of cars parked outside of the warehouse – over a hundred, if I had to guess. There were a few guys standing outside near their truck, dressed in nice pants and polo shirts, and they watched us roll past.
    “What is this place?”
    “So curious! You’ll see,” Tommy said, patting my knee again. I didn’t even mind this time. I was curious. Why were there so many people on the outskirts of the worst part of town, dressed up? What were they here for?
    After opening my car door for me, Tommy held out his arm. I took his elbow and made my way through the parking lot, my cardigan clutched close around me. It had been a while since I’d worn high heels, and I almost stumbled once over a curb. The warehouse loomed large in front of us, and I could hear a noise coming from the inside, but I couldn’t tell what it was.
    The security guards standing at the front door nodded at Tommy as we walked forward. The noise inside was a dull roar behind the walls, and as they opened the door for us the sound exploded into pure cacophony.
    The lights inside were blinding. Rows upon rows of people stood facing the center of the warehouse. Shouts and screams rose over the cheering of the crowd, and I felt my chest constrict. I could barely breathe, the air was so full of heat from all the screaming bodies.
    I stood on tiptoe to see past the mob of people in front of us. I couldn’t see much—the side of some kind of stage?—and I felt a tug on my arm.
    “This way,” Tommy said. “We’ll be able to see better.”
    I clutched his arm gratefully. My heart was pounding and I still couldn’t catch my breath. I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Claustrophobia usually didn’t get to me, but this crowd of people was more than I could handle, for some reason. And I felt something else too... a kind of desire, something that drew me forward through the crowd, even though they scared me.
    As we made our way around and up a metal stadium staircase, I finally saw what everybody was cheering for. There were two men in a fighting ring at the center of the warehouse, beating the crap out of each other. One of the men threw a punch, sending the other one flying into the ropes. Drops of blood misted the air.
    “Oh my god ,” I said.
    “Don’t worry, they’re fine,” Tommy shouted back to me. “They’re like you.”
    I gasped. He couldn’t hear me over the roar of the crowd, but I gasped.
    Like me?
    That was it. That was why I was feeling so crazy, my body overreacting to everything. It was the pheromones of other shifters, the scent of them near me.
    “What—wait, what?”
    I had stopped cold in my tracks. Tommy turned around, a sly grin on his face. A fresh burst of cheers erupted as the fighters crashed into each other once more. He leaned close to me to talk into my ear over the noise of the crowd.
    “I’ve been trying to find out more about... people like you. I wanted to learn more about shifters. And that brought me here.” He pulled back, his face slightly disappointed. “I thought you’d be happy to find more of your own kind.”
    I shook off the