Accidentally Mated to Alpha Atlas

Accidentally Mated To Alpha Atlas

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Chapter 1

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“You wanted to see me?” Anais asked cautiously after she knocked on her boss’ door.

Ivy Madeline looked up from her work and quickly slid her eyes up and down her body.  Anais was still in her jeans and t-shirt as it was just after lunch. 

Hazel had come to find her while they were eating and told her that Madam Ivy wanted to see Anais as soon as she was done.

“Ah, Anais. Come in please. Have a seat.”

Anais cautiously walked into the lush office and sat in one of the chairs across from her desk. A meeting with her didn’t automatically mean something was wrong, but it was not something that happened every day. 

Anais was always on guard but especially in an unknown situation.

Ivy put down her pen and folded her arms on the table. “How are you?” She asked.

Anais frowned and looked at her. “I’m fine, thank you.” She wasn’t sure why she was asking. “Is something wrong?”.

Ivy smiled at her, her crimson lips parting to reveal straight, white teeth.  “Nothing at all, Anais. In fact, I have a special assignment for you tonight.  There are several alphas, friends of Mr. Viktor’s, who are coming in. They have a mutual business associate who is in town that Mr. Viktor wants to treat.”

Anais nodded. She relaxed slightly. She had a feeling she knew where this was going.  “What do you want me to do?” 

“You’ll be assigned to the three of them for the evening.  I expect that you’ll perform well.  Make sure that you look your best and service them until they are satisfied.”

Anais gave her a firm nod.  “I will,” She assured her.

Ivy nodded slowly and sat back.  She picked up her pen and Anais knew he was dismissed. 

She rose and got several feet from the door when Ivy spoke again.

“If they aren’t satisfied tonight, Anais, you’ll be fired,” Ivy said. Anais turned to look at her. She saw that she meant it, but there was sympathy there.  “Mr. Viktor was quite clear on his expectations.  I know you’ll do your best and the alphas won’t have any complaints, but I thought you should know.”

Anais swallowed, a clench of fear tightened her belly.  “Understood.”

She left and headed straight to her room to get ready. She would need to take extra time to make sure she looked good. 

Her entire life depended on making sure tonight went well.

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Anais looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. She fixed her hair and smiled at herself. The smile didn’t quite reach her eyes, but it would be good enough for the alphas tonight. 

Anais didn’t even know who it was that was coming, but if it made Madam Ivy threaten her job, it must be someone important. She wondered if she would know the alphas when they got there. 

She undid the soft grey robe she had and let it fall off of her shoulders. She threw it on her small twin bed and walked the three steps to the door where her outfit was hanging. Anais fingered the material on the lingerie and nodded once.

She needed to impress these alphas and she would do it. 

Madam Ivy made it clear she would be out if anything went wrong, and Anais couldn’t let that happen. She would make sure tonight was the best night they had ever had.

She carefully pulled the strappy, lacy bra and thong off of the hanger and clips and put them on. She followed them with the garter and thigh highs. She grimaced when she looked at the heels, but she put them on. 

She usually didn’t care what she wore, it wasn’t for long anyway, but she disliked heels. Her feet were too big for them to be comfortable and she always felt like she was going to fall.

Anais sat on the narrow bed and took a look around the small bedroom that had been hers for the last few years. She didn’t have much in the way of possessions and very little money to buy anything anyway. 

She was paid mostly in food and housing.  

She never thought she would be an omega who had to sell their body, but she was. 

Her father and brother had died three years ago in a car crash, leaving Anais alone at seventeen. They had been traveling from one of her dad’s jobs to another when they had been t-boned by an eighteen-wheeler. Her dad died on impact and her brother shortly after. 

Anais was the only one to survive and it had been several weeks in the hospital with stitches in her head and a broken leg and collar bone.  

Sometimes she wished that she had died with the rest of her family in that car. She wished it more often than she wanted to admit.

When she had been released from the hospital a social worker came to pick her up. She had been put into a group home for omegas for the few months she had left until she turned eighteen. It hadn’t been a bad place to be, but it was lonely and Anais was grieving.

When she had turned eighteen, the state cut the support, shelter and resources. 

She was on his own in the dead of winter in New York with nothing but the duffle bag of her personal items. She had nothing, not even a high school diploma in the end. She made her way to a homeless shelter for omegas and spent a few weeks there.

She was able to get a job bussing tables at a local diner and it happened that the betas who also worked there needed another roommate. Anais had agreed and she hoped things were going to get better. 

She didn’t realize that she wouldn’t make enough money at the diner to support herself and she had limited options otherwise. 

She could barely feed herself and pay rent, even working overtime.

She figured out pretty quickly that he was desired by alphas. There were always alphas coming into the diner who looked at her with varying degrees of interest. 

Anais shied away from them at first but she had gradually come to terms with the fact that alphas could be a way to make money.

That was the beginning of Anais selling herself for money. 

It was then she had run across Roman Omegas. It was an upscale omega club that catered to famous and wealthy clients.  If she was hired she would be given a place to live and fed three meals a day. She would make a very small salary, but she wouldn’t be working on the street, which was a big deal. 

There would be safety and security. Their clients were very specific and discrete. 

Every alpha Anais knew had been to one of these houses, fancy or not. It was common for parties and bachelor night’s and unmated alphas who needed the release when their lives were stressful.  

It was still a job, so Anais could quit at any time if she hated it, but she knew she would have a better life there than on the street. She knew she couldn’t stay with the betas anymore, and she couldn’t continue to work at the diner if she left the apartment.

She lived in a run-down walk up in Queens and Roman’s Omegas was in the heart of New York City, so she’d have to find time to go into the city if she got an interview. 

She submitted an online application at the library, complete with a picture, before work the next day. Three days later she had an interview.

She had put herself together and called out of work. She left the apartment before the betas could ask questions and hopped on the subway. She tried to keep her nerves calm because she didn’t want to smell like worried and anxious omega when she got there but it was difficult.

She was greeted by Ivy Madeline, the general manager of the club.  Her red hair and lipstick made Anais feel like she was about to eat her.  She was an alpha, a powerful one, and Anais was on guard.

The interview went well and she was asked a lot of questions that were what you might expect for a general interview, but she was also asked about her sexual experience and her sex work to date. 

Madam Ivy seemed pleased with her and smiled and stood.  

Anais thought the interview had been over, but she just smiled wider and told her that she had made it past the first round and she wanted to usher her to the second round immediately so she could see how she would perform.

Anais was unsure what that meant, but quickly realized that they wanted her to fuck an alpha to see how she did and what her body looked like.

Anais wasn’t so sure about it, but the desire to get the job was strong. She also realized that if she balked at letting this alpha have her for the interview she’d need to get over it in order to have said job anyway, so she agreed.

Anais had jumped at the chance. She had raced back to Queens, packed her stuff, wrote a note for the betas and left without looking back.

Three years had passed since she started this job and it would probably be the one she held until she got too old for alphas to desire her any longer and she was put back on the street. 

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TBC

AUTHOR’S NOTE: how do y’all like this first chapter??