Chapter 37

Without saying a word, he got up from his seat. A slow and sensual song was coming out of the speakers in the equines of the place, and he looked towards the dance floor where his friend was dancing with blue hair, Dakota, an old friend and the alpha of the State of Nebraska; he was visiting New York and was on vacation, but before that, he would have stopped by to check on one of his businesses in the state, Dakota owned a food export factory that supplied a large part of the country and lately according to what he had told him the trucks were being sabotaged the last few weeks on their way to New York.

That would also have caught Luck’s attention, particularly since his friend’s factory was also associated with the government by humans, most of whom were unaware of the existence of the other paranormal creatures that lived among them in perfect harmony, which was thanks to the fact that humans had not known of the