Aira’s POV
“Which pack are you from, little girl? You look lost,” the bald, bloated owner of the brothel sneered, clicking his tongue. “Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Do you even know where you are, baby girl?” His voice dripped with amusement.
Baby girl?
Huh?!
He could be my grandpa for all I cared.
Ugh. I wanted to puke.
The man reeked of rotten eggs mixed with the sickly smell of rubber—but beneath that, there was a faint trace of something sweet, like honey, clinging to his skin. That tiny scent made me want to pay him a million dollars just to taste it.
“I thought you had a ‘No Questions Asked’ policy for adult customers,” I snapped, bending close until my face nearly touched his. “And as for me being little or lost—don’t mess with a furious Alpha female. It won’t be pretty, mister. Trust me, you’d rather live in peace than wake up screaming every night with scars your wolf couldn’t even heal.”
My eyes blazed fury as I stared into his frightened ones. “Just get me the man or woman you were with. And keep your own damn business out of it.”
My gaze burned so fiercely that the man flinched. I could see pure terror in his eyes—fear of getting scorched by a Master of the Dark Arts.
My wolf was restless, more eager than I was. Something was coming.
I took a deep breath and softened my tone. “I’ll pay whatever you ask,” I said coldly, tossing an enormous wad of cash onto the table. “Take it. And give me what I want.”
Money? How did I get it?
Simple. I earned it. A lot of it.
My businesses spanned metal mining, weapon manufacturing, retail, and transportation. I could burn ten bundles like that every hour and still swim in cash.
The man’s eyes bulged, jaw dropping. But he managed to recover.
“Please forgive my ignorance, ma’am. I was just surprised to see a she-wolf your age here. You can have someone else for a quarter of that amount. In fact, our best employees can give you double sessions for two days straight at half the price,” he offered smoothly.
“Look, mister, don’t test my patience. Do you want what I asked for or should I kiss that money goodbye and lose a regular customer?” I said, voice sharp.
He hesitated, then blurted out, “That human? That’s the pack’s personal slave. The Alpha of the Zorean Pack doesn’t like to share him.”
Hypocrite much? The same man who just manhandled his Alpha’s slave now refused to share him.
I scoffed. “So you’re talking about those self-proclaimed gods? The Zorean Pack? Those monsters don’t deserve respect.”
Human trafficking, mass murders, slavery, forced prostitution—name a horror, and those bastards did it.
All in the name of their ancestral gods.
No pack could ever defeat them. Not even together.
I groaned, regretting why I came here.
Find me...
Find me, Aira...
I need you.
Find me!
My vampire soul and wolf stirred as the sweet honey scent flooded the room again.
The man tried to reason, “Please understand, ma’am—”
But my Alpha snapped. With a speed no human could match, I grabbed him from his velvet chair and slammed his head against the wall.
“Last chance, Grandpa Jones,” I growled, looming over his crumpled form. “Book my request for the whole week if you don’t want me torturing your stinky ass, kidnapping your prized possession, and leaving you broke. And don’t let anyone else touch what’s mine. Got it?”
He shivered, stammering, “T-The Alpha will kill me if I let anyone else—”
“Did you just say something to piss me off?” I raised an eyebrow, daring him to repeat himself.
“N-No Alpha. The pack Alpha’s gone abroad with his Luna for the month. You can have Danielle for the whole week,” he stuttered, visibly terrified.
“Good,” I smirked. “Take me to Danielle.”
“D-Danielle’s a transgender human,” the idiot blurted out again. “Are you sure you want to book him?”
Before I could answer, my fist connected with his face.
“One more word, and I’ll make sure you lose your tongue,” I growled. “Understand?”
“Y-Yes, ma’am.”
Five bouncers helped him up, and he reluctantly showed me the way.
Danielle.
The name itself was sweet, calm, soothing.
I felt myself falling for it already.
No.
Love?
Impossible. I didn’t believe in that since Chester broke me.
How could I feel this way for someone I didn’t even know?
I was losing my mind.
Find me...
Find me, Aira...
I need you.
Find me!
“FOUND YOU!”
// Warning: This chapter is related to the story, ‘Claimed By Five Alphas ?’ and contains spoilers. Kindly skip it if you haven’t read the story.Author's POV"You never gave me a justifiable end !" Virelle accused me."You were busy pining for your former love and nuh uh, don't even deny it. I know you spend all the time in your study thinking about Zoe Stone's Dad and looking at his photos secretly before you find victims to fraternize with.""You are such a B,” Virelle gritted out as I revealed her deepest secrets."True but you are worse. You left Victor. He is- was your mate. Why did you reject him ?" I asked."So did his other mates except for Zoe. Why are you picking on me only ?" Virelle grumbled."Because you wanted to be loved too,” I whispered."No !" Virelle shouted."Yes. You wanted to be loved just like George Stone loved you, showered all his love and attention at you as if you were his very soul. Victor tried to step up in his shoes but it was never enough, was it ? Es
Third Person POVThe female Alpha stood straight as she watched the human military air fighters line up in front of her and salute smartly as they clicked their heels together and thumped their open palms near their temples with a shout, “Miss President !”The President of the Secret Military Force and the youngest daughter of Lex and Joy stood in front of her men ramrod straight and saluted them back.However, her eyes could not stop lubricating as she saw the Head Commander respectfully receive his badge among other things and prepare to take off for a two-man mission. But, like a true soldier, she did not let a drop fall from her eyes. She could not show her vulnerable side to anyone. A soldier never had one.It was a damn suicide mission that the President’s human mate had taken upon himself to accomplish and fight the entire supernatural world’s war with the evil hunters himself.The burden of saving the world that he hardly belonged to, rested on his shoulders.“Miss President !
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Melissa’s POV“You did a darn better job in training your daughter than me,” I heard Alpha Joy say to my father, Daddy Dante (or Dy as I called him) as I won the race fair and square and removed my bike’s helmet.My blonde hair locks shook out and I smiled as I sashayed my way towards Dy.“I did not want her to be afraid of anything, especially something that I feared so much,” Dy replied as he hugged me. “You did a great job, princess !”“Thank you, Dy,” I kissed his cheek and greeted Alpha Joy and Alpha Kai who had joined to see who would emerge as the champion of the much awaited motorbike racing championship.“Thank you for helping my daughter when her bike’s tyre suddenly burst,” Alpha Kai said as he hugged Zara, his princess and kissed the top of her head.“Anyone would have done what I did, Alpha Kai,” I bowed my head while Zara beamed at me.“No, no one but only you helped and still won, Mel. Thank you,” Zara gratefully said and I shyly smiled at the powerful dragon-were-vamp
Cara’s POV"Mark!" I gasped when I felt the string of my bikini top loosen and something inch closer to my virgin abode between my thighs."Fvck, you know how to move that ass," he growled as he pulled me against his chest on the dimly lit dance floor and his hand traced the inner side of my leg."Mark, what are you doing ?" I hissed, trying to free myself from the powerful man's grip.I bit hard on my lower lip to stop any encouraging moans from escaping out but damn him, he seemed to know my unexplored, untouched body like the back of his hand."You worry your lips between your teeth one more time and I will fvck you right here, in front of everyone," he threatened before sharply spinning me around to face him. "I want to hear every moan that falls out of those juicy lips and let those fvcking wolves know whom they are messing with,” he rasped.I gasped and my arms automatically wrapped around his neck before he caught my lips in a searing kiss.The CEO of Holland-Stone Enterprises
Third Person POV"If I didn't know you better, I would say you were jealous,” the almost 18 year old, Alpha doctor said as he cornered the pack's Head Doctor with dogged determination."Is that how you talk to your elders ?" Ashton growled back, keeping up a stern facade, even though the 38 year old was shaking with fear from the inside.Will he hate me for being so much older than him ? Will he even consider accepting me ? An old wolf and that too a mere doctor with no rank ? Will he reject me ?"Is that going to be your reply ?" The Alpha doctor, and Lex and Joy's eldest son spoke in a dangerously low voice as he pressed himself to the senior doctor, who was backed up against the wall after he angrily stomped out of the club where it was the younger pup, or rather adult wolf's 18th birthday eve and made a dash for his office to unsee the scene of him getting kissed by someone who was not him. Someone who claimed that they loved each other so much that they were surely going to mate