Alpha Azrik Omega Stripper Mate

Alpha Azrik's Pov “Your highness, someone's called saying Prince Ryker is drunk and started a fight at some club in the human world,” my Beta, Blaze, mind-linked me. “Not again!” I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Where the hell is his bodyguard?” I asked, initiation lacing my voice. “He went alone,” Blaze replied. “Dm me the club address.” “Do you want me to come with you?” Blaze asked. “Fine, meet me outside." I agreed. I cut the mind-link and slammed my fist on the desk. “That's it, Ryker! This time I'm putting you under house arrest for a year.” …………………… Blaze and I arrived at the club, twenty minutes later. The moment we stepped inside, pulsing base and neon lights assaulted my senses. The air was thick with sweat, alcohol, and cheap perfume. “Go, find Ryker. And drag him out if you have to,” I ordered my Beta. As I walked through the crowd, a sweet intoxicating smell hit my nostrils. My wolf Zayden surged forward, claws scraping at the edges of m

Alpha Azrik's POV-Three years later-I adjusted my tie in the mirror. After years of relentless pressure, I had finally given in to my parents' demands to get a mate and have an heir to the throne.Tonight was the unofficial engagement dinner.My mother had chosen her. Melina is the daughter of her closest friend Emma. A suitable match as they said.I ran a hand through my hair one last time and left my room. As I descended the hallway, soft laughter and good chatters drifted from the leaving room.My step slowed when I stepped inside.My heart hammered against my chest when my eyes caught a familiar red hair.I swallowed hard, a beautiful red-haired girl sat gracefully on the sofa with her back to me, speaking with my mother. The sound of her voice sent a jolt straight to my chest.It couldn't be…“Ah, Azrik has arrived,” Mom announced warmly.I froze in my tracks. My eyes widened when the girl turned. “Selene!” I whispered.The same blue eyes stared back at me. The ones that haun

Melina's POV I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The elegant, dark blue off-shoulder dress hugged my waist before pooling at my feet.My red hair was styled in a beautiful bun, with two soft strands framing my cheek. With trembling fingers, I fastened my matching green teardrop necklace and slipped on the earrings.Today was the day Alpha Azrik would introduce me to the entire kingdom. And the thought made my stomach twist into knots.I was so nervous I feared a panic attack would crash over me, the kind I hadn't suffered for a long time.My chest was already tight. A heavy groan escaped my mouth. I snatched my handbag off the vanity and forced myself back toward the bedroom.I hate this. I hate all of it. And most of all I hate him, that arrogant, insufferable ass king. I couldn't stand the sight of him, let alone the idea of standing beside him in front of the entire kingdom.With wobbly legs, I collapsed onto my bed and buried my face between my hands. It was getting worse. H

Melina's POV “Your hair is beautiful, My Queen,” Ella said softly, her voice carrying that familiar shy lilt. “Thank you, Ella, ” I said, with a genuine smile. I had only moved into the palace two days ago, yet they had already assigned a personal maid for me. I still found the whole thing ridiculous; we weren't living in some ancient monarchy, but it seems to be protocol. Ella was an omega shewolf, a sweet and shy girl. At least there's someone I can talk to. I'm already feeling alone in this big place. I miss Mom and Dad terribly. “I'm finished, my queen,” she announced, stepping back to admire her work. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. They really expected me to dress up for every meal. A quiet sigh escaped me. A soft knock sounded on the door. Another maid slipped inside and bowed her head. “Your highness, the family is waiting for you in the dining room.” ‘Thank you, I will be right down,” I said gently. I turned to Ella. “You can go.” She nodded an

Melina's POV I finished pulling on my top and leggings. Then headed straight to the gym. The trials begin tomorrow, and I need every spare minute to prepare. There were about five trails: The hunt. The Arena. Alpha commend. The sacred cave, and finally, the crowd's choice.He deliberately chose a werewolf physical strength test for me, knowing it was my weakest area. He expected me to fail. But he would be disappointed eventually.The moment I stepped into the gym, a tall, powerfully built man turned toward me. He bowed his head respectfully.“Your Royal Highness. I'm Gamma Chase. I will be assisting with your training today.” I smiled softly. “Hello, Chase. It's nice to meet you.” “Shall we begin, Your Royal Highness?” he asked politely.“Yes,” I replied.We started with cardio to warm up, then moved into fighting techniques and attack tactics. Chase was patient but thorough, correcting my stance and demonstrating how to counter a larger opponent's strength. His hands were firm