_Author’s POV_
Alaric walked in like he owned the place.
He did own the land next to the club, but nobody in the club knew that from looking at him.
The crowd near the entrance parted without being asked to. The staff closest to the door stood a little straighter. The general noise of the room didn’t stop exactly, but it shifted, the way a room shifted when something changed in it that everyone felt before they understood what it was. Someone of importance had walked in.
He turned towards the left and saw the table immediately. Reid had informed him of the newly opened club owned by Kaelen which he had applied for registration, didn’t get approval before running the place. Alaric came himself to examine the place and know what gave Kaelen the audacity to proceed with the gran
