Alora grinned and released her clutches on her brother. She dropped back to walk next to Lucas. She reached out and gripped his arm, her long nails digging in to his flesh. Her voice was soft and husky, but the words that came from her mouth was a verified warning. "Listen to me, and listen well. These humans are here, like it or not. I detest them as much as any other, but I swear to you, if you do not stop talking like that...I will cut out your tongue myself. They bring in more business. Am I worried about what happens to them? No. I don't care. Their safety is on their own hands. They knew what to expect in coming here and their presence brings in more business for the club. So, clamp it." She released her grip on him, walking in front of him, her hips rocking from side to side as she walked. She looped her arm with her brothers.<br/><br/>Andrew glanced toward Lucas as Alora ripped him a new one and for good reason. He was going to frighten the humans away with all that talk. He just wondered exactly what he wished to talk to him about. He had said that he wanted to talk about Alora. What about Alora? Her strict behavior, maybe? He smiled down at her and patted her hand gently. "There there, I am sure that wasn't his intention. He's simply stating his concerns. It was best to calm her down before they got to the club or they would all feel her wrath all night. Thanks Luke.<br/><br/>Alora sighed, if he wanted her to apologize, she wasn't going to do it. She simply tolerated Lucas, because Andrew liked him and had hired him. He was a good bartender too. Sometimes, she often found herself sitting and just staring at him as he served drinks to patrons. He was so dripping with everything she desired in a man, except his mouth. His mouth got him in trouble, a lot. She shook her head. What was she thinking? He was a werewolf! No, bad thoughts, bad thoughts.