2. DARIUS

Alpha Darius

Alcohol. Loud music and women. The only way to end the night after a long day securing peace at the borders, but tonight it hits a little different.

“Alpha, cheer up. It's your night,” Louis, my beta, raises his glass at me before throwing it back in one gulp with a hard wince.

Few of my most trusted men are scattered on the booth, each with a woman in their hand. There's drinks on the table, strippers working the pole and all I do is swirl my drink in my glass with a poker face.

It is my night.

It's my fucking bachelor's party and they're having the most fun.

Carlos, especially. My drunk of a gamma is making me question my life choices here. How do I constantly forget his drinking habit?

‘Someone take Carlos out of here. He's shaming me.’ I mind link one of my men, glancing at Carlos who can’t stop himself from climbing the table to make a fool out of himself and me.

“Listen up!” He almost yells on top of the music, gaining all the attention. Our booth is large and my men cover the whole VIP section upstairs.

“Tonight, we party like our last because it's going to be the last time our Alpha sets foot here ever again! He's getting mated tomorrow!”

Of course the idiots all cheer him up like it's a happy occasion. These fuckers would do anything to get an heir from me. They'd seen the signs I wasn't really going to procreate and they weren't having it.

The legacy must continue. The pack must go on and the Alpha must birth an heir.

It was either an arranged marriage or a breeder, but my family, they picked the best- is what I'd like to believe.

What's her name again?

Lauren? Laurina? Laurie? Goodness! I have the best memory in the group. Why can't I remember? Oh yes, she's irrelevant.

She's only a breeding tool who will assume the role of Luna, birth my child, give me pussy when I need and stay out of my way when I please.

“I'd like to see you all try to stop me,” I glare at them but they're all drunk and they laugh and invite more women over.

“Alpha,” Louis grips my shoulder. “You’re going to mark Luna Lenora tomorrow. If you stick your dick somewhere else, she'll know.”

“You think I care what a strange woman thinks or what she has to say about my organ, hmm?” I ask with wide eyes, irritation flaring inside me.

“Easy, calm down,” he threw his hands up. “You're doing this for the alliance. Alpha Jason needs a strong alpha for his family and you're stepping up.”

It was a blank check. An open invite. Several Alpha's rushed to claim it. I'd never have been interested but that MoonBound pack has been around for ages. Merging that with mine would spell more power and authority throughout the lands.

My ancestors would be proud.

Alpha Jason couldn't bear a son and he refused to go the old fashioned way- adopt a boy and raise him as your own. It was either by blood or nothing.

Now he needs a strong alpha to marry his Omega daughter and the first born son would be the rightful heir.

I'm sure I have a lot of sons in my balls somewhere.

Laurie- no, shit. Lauren? Laura?

“Louis, what's her name again? This woman I'm marrying tomorrow?”

His face falls and the judgment in his eyes is evident. It pisses me off but no use scolding him right now. It's a wonderful night for them.

“Lenora,” he corrects. “A graceful name for a graceful woman.”

“She better be,” I narrow my gaze, watching the club below.

According to Alpha Jason, she's a sheltered woman. Hasn't known no man and mustn't until she meets her mate. She's well behaved, polite, vast command of languages, knowledgeable in pack duties and above all, what I'm more interested in, she's submissive and has been trained to only entertain one man; me.

“I have her picture on my phone if you'd like to see what she looks like,” he won't stop offering this.

“Louis, I don't care for her face. If she's ugly, it's ass up face down all day.”

His lips twitch but his eyes still scold me. He doesn't like when I talk of women like objects made only for sex. Sure, they can be smart… in the bedroom.

“She's not. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.”

I roll my eyes. Every woman is the most beautiful woman to him. My attention perks when I notice a few women scowling at the bouncers at the VIP stairs. They're not letting anyone in- my orders.

“You’re wasting the night, Alpha. Have a woman or two. Bring in the girls!” Carlos orders in the background while I wonder what's going on with the girls arguing with the bouncer.

Three of different sizes are all dressed in leather miniskirts, looking straight out of a sex movie.

They're pissed about something. Maybe the fact that they can't get into the VIP section since I bought the whole place tonight.

One catches my attention though and I'm sitting upright, turning my body to observe her fully.

She's petite, would fit right by my side with no struggles. Her brown hair falls to her waist and the volume is excessive. A wig, perhaps? She has a different air from her friends.

I can spot a wild chic in any room, the one that needs taming.

My cock bounces to life when her eyes lock with mine and a sweet electric pulse rocks my spine.

Now my interest is perked and I'm rising to my feet. That's the woman I want tonight and I'm getting it.

Her gaze lingers and I see the interest in her eyes before she turns to whisper to one of her friends. I'm cursing the loud music because I can't hear a thing. Her friend flinches but a coy smile spreads her lips. I'm curious to know what's going on but they leave her, both waving at her and winking.

She looks at me again, determination in her eyes and I see the invite before she whirls around and storms off.

What the…?

“Where are you going, Alpha?” Louis is on his feet but I turn around, gulp my drink in one swing and thrust the empty glass in his hands.

“Hunting.” I make my way down, ignoring the other women as they try to rub their breasts on me. I don't shove them off, I just walk past, keeping my eyes trained on her. She's walking stiffly, fists clenched by her sides and every now and then, she looks back to make sure I'm following.

As I climb down the stairs, a man breezes past me but he's instantly stopped by the bouncer.

"What do you mean the whole place is bought!" he quarrels. "Shit. Let me hang around then-"

"I said, get lost," the bouncer growls in his deep menacing voice.

I tune him out, keeping my eyes on her. The swing of her hips draws me in and I'm walking faster. The crowd paths for me like they can feel the urgency I have going on.

'Get the car ready,' I mindlink Hugo, my chauffeur. I'm taking this to the nearest hotel.

My nose flares when some guys turn to check her out. Shit. She's a magnet. I knew it. Fury fuels in me and I catch myself hastening up. I've never had to hurry to get a woman, there's just something about this one.

She frowns at them, and there's something else besides her cold eyes. It's the graceful way she does it, like she's above their league and they could never get the opportunity to be in the same room with her if she never allows it.

They back off, their ego crumbling like dominos and a wild drumming starts in my chest. Yeah, she's the type you won't forget in one night. I stride closer brimming with confidence because I know this one is mine.

The thrill of excitement makes me shiver. Having her in control is a first, and everything in me can't wait to dominate that wild spirit, to tame it. I want her under me, begging for her release. Would she give in easily or put up a fight?

I cock my head when I catch her paying one of the bouncers. His eyes snap to mine and I see the fear in them. I get the feeling he's doing what he shouldn't be doing and if caught, it could get him fired.

I give him the signal to carry on. I'm too interested to worry about my friend's establishment right now. We can worry later, give the woman what she wants.

He sends a silent nod and that's when I see he accepts a bar of gold from her and tucks in his suit.

Who the fuck walks around with a full bar of gold? I mean, I'm rich but somebody's giving 'reckless'.

Jeez! I can't help but worry about my bride now. Thankfully, she's been trained all her life in ways to manage a pack. That includes finances, right? It better. I'm not looking to go broke while taking care of daddy's little spending machine.

She walks in and I follow quietly, whispering to the guard, "No one comes in until I'm out." he nods quickly and secures the door once we're in.

It's a private section where strippers bring in their clients for private dance sessions and if they're lucky, some hand jobs. I know because I'm here almost every night. I'm always lucky.

Scratch that, I'm luck itself.

The loud music fades in here and all that's left is dinner and a show. She walks over to the red couch but doesn't sit. She looks around the room and I'm captivated by her elegance. It's not every day you hook up with a potential queen.

"Usually, they don't allow that in here," she gasps at my voice and whirls around. Her black eyes are filled with fright but they're beautiful and that's all I can notice.

Her glossy lips parts. Fuck. I want those plush lips around my cock and those eyes wet with silent pleas. Her eyes run me over and they gleam with interest, but she suddenly frowns.

"I paid a lot. We won't be disturbed."

Well, well, I guess I'm in for a surprise. "I admire your boldness. Coming in here with a man my size is worth rewarding."

Quickly, she reaches behind her and the top drops to the ground exposing her sculpted boobs. I almost cum at the sight but I frown, realizing anyone of those men could've pulled the strings and her top would come undone. The thought of their eyes feasting on her boobs rubs off the wrong way.

Her chest heaves with shaky breaths like she's bracing herself for a war. She stands still for my evaluation. The nervousness crosses her face and her lips tremble.

I've never thought to comment on a woman's' body aloud but watching her nervousness wrap her in shame, is forcing the words out of me, "Beauti-"

"Don't just stand there gawking at me," she scolds, eyes blazing hot in shame and anger. "Do what you've come to do. I don't have all night.”

Her words catch me by surprise. Who the fuck said she’s in charge here?