3: ALPHA KAI

TSIREYA's POV

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I arrived at Club 89 when the night was already very late.

Music was booming from behind the thick walls, low and heavy. I took a slow breath before stepping inside. I straightened my back and reminded myself that I came here as a lawyer.

Laura had sent me the private room number a few minutes earlier.

The hallway to the VIP area was quieter, but it felt even more tense. In front of a black door with a gold handle, two big men stood like statues. Their presence was heavy. They were not ordinary people. Werewolves. Guards.

One of them raised his hand to stop me. "What are you looking for?"

I glanced at my phone quickly to check the name in Laura's message, then looked back at him.

"I am looking for Alpha Kai." The name came out of my mouth calmly, even though my heart was pounding.

From the corner of my eye, I saw the two guards exchange a quick glance, as if they were thinking about something.

"Oh," one of them said softly, but with meaning. "Are you a lawyer?"

I nodded. "Yes."

One guard immediately opened the door and let me in with a short gesture. "Please come in."

As soon as the door closed behind me, the outside world felt cut off.

The private room was large and dimly lit, filled with the smell of expensive alcohol and thin smoke. In the middle of the room, a young man sat relaxed on a black leather sofa. His legs were crossed, and one arm rested lazily on the backrest. He wore a dark suit that fit his body perfectly, and dark sunglasses.

When I fully stepped in, his head turned slightly. His hand lifted, and he slowly removed the sunglasses.

"Are you the lawyer recommended by Star Firm?" he asked.

I nodded once. "Yes. It's me. I am Tsireya Harper."

The man looked at me for a few seconds longer, as if reading something behind my face.

"Sit," he said shortly.

He shifted his position a little on the sofa, making space next to him. Not across from him. Not on a guest chair.

I held my breath for a moment. But I still walked forward and sat on the sofa, keeping a proper distance, back straight, hands clasped in my lap.

The man leaned back again, looking at me from the side. "Tsireya," he repeated softly. "I am Alpha Kai Greywil."

He paused for a moment, then continued in a much more serious tone. "I was told that you are the right lawyer to solve my family problem."

"I heard you are a very good lawyer in handling werewolf cases," he added.

I just gave a small, professional smile. "Thank you. So, what problem do I need to handle?"

But Alpha Kai did not answer right away. His gaze moved down instead, slowly tracing my face. It was too long to be polite, but too controlled to be rude. There was something sensual in the way he looked, something that made the air between us feel heavier.

Without saying anything, he reached for the whiskey bottle on the low table in front of us. The amber liquid was poured into two crystal glasses. Then he pushed one glass toward me.

"I smell sadness on you," he said softly. "This whiskey might make you feel better."

I looked at the glass for a moment, then back at him and gave a small smile.

"Yes," I answered honestly. "I was just kicked out of my pack."

There was no pity on his face. Instead, there was a faint smile, as if my confession interested him. "I see."

He leaned back on the sofa, one arm resting casually, but his presence still felt dominant. "The problem I mentioned earlier is about three Alpha brothers."

"I am the third Alpha," he said. "For a long time, my two older brothers and I have been enemies. We almost killed each other once."

His voice stayed calm.

"We three lead the same pack," he continued. "Pack Ebonclaw."

I frowned. "Three Alphas in one pack?"

He nodded slowly. "Yes. That is the problem."

"And my task?" I asked carefully.

"To make us reconcile," he answered shortly, then added with a deeper gaze, "and to make us agree to choose only one Alpha to lead the pack."

I let out a slow breath. That was not a small task. It was not just a contract or territory dispute. It was about power, ego, and blood.

"Why now?" I asked. "Why not from the beginning?"

Alpha Kai lifted his glass, swirling the whiskey slowly before taking a small sip. "Because no one wanted to give in from the start. And now the fights happen more often."

"Too much blood has been spilled. The loyalty of pack members is divided. And you know, in a palace, there cannot be two or more kings."

I looked at Alpha Kai for a long time, feeling the whiskey start to spread warm in my throat and chest.

"Okay," I said softly. "I accept."

He gave a small smile. After that, he started talking a lot. Small talk that was not really small talk. About Pack Ebonclaw, about his stubborn older brothers, about the blood that kept spilling on the border areas, about how tired he was watching his pack destroy itself from the inside. His voice was low, calm, almost like a dangerous lullaby.

I listened while sipping the whiskey again. And again. Second glass. Third. Then, the whiskey felt like a soft fire that burned away all the stiffness in my body. My muscles started to relax, my head felt light, and the world around me became softer, more blurry.

Yeah, I was very drunk...

I did not know exactly when he moved closer. Suddenly the distance on the sofa was gone. His shoulder touched mine.

Somehow, we were already standing.

Somehow, his hand was holding my waist.

Somehow, another door at the end of the private room opened, and we entered a deeper, darker bedroom, lit only by dim red lights.

The door closed behind us with a soft click.

He pushed me slowly until my back touched the wall. His body pressed against mine, hot and hard. His breath brushed my neck.

"Still a virgin?" he whispered right in my ear, his voice hoarse and deep.

I shook my head slowly, breathing heavily. “No.”

He laughed softly. "So it was your first love who took your virginity?"

I shook my head again.

Heat rose to my face and my whole body. I wanted him now!

Damn...

The alcohol made me so horny!

"Then who?" he asked, his fingers tracing my jawline, down to my neck, then stopping at my collarbone.

I swallowed. "Myself."

His eyes widened for a second, then narrowed with interest. The desire in his gaze grew darker.

"How did you take your own virginity?"

I looked at him, my lips trembling but my voice clear. "With my finger."

He let out a low groan, almost like a growl. The hand on my neck moved down quickly, gripping my waist harder, pulling me toward the big bed in the middle of the room.

My body fell onto the bed softly. He covered me immediately, his knee parting my legs, his mouth capturing my lips wildly. His kiss was not polite. It was hungry, urgent, full of control.

I kissed back just as wildly, my hands gripping his shoulders, pulling his shirt until the buttons came off.

He ripped off my top with one rough pull. My bra followed. His mouth went down to my chest, sucking and lightly biting, making me moan loudly. His hand moved lower, opening my pants and pulling them down together with my underwear.

I was naked under him now. He was still dressed, except for his open shirt. That imbalance made me even wetter.

He looked down at me, his Alpha eyes glowing faint gold in the dark.

"You are mine tonight," he said.

I did not answer. I just pulled his neck down and kissed him again.

After that, everything became a hot and wild blur.

He opened me with his fingers first, slow and teasing, until I writhed and begged. Then he entered me, hard, deep, without mercy. I screamed his name, my nails scratching his back, leaving long red marks. He growled every time I tightened around him, every time I reached my peak and pulled him down with me.

We made love like animals. Rough, fast, hungry. Then slow again, deep, as if he wanted to memorize every inch of my body...

Oh Moon Goddess…I did not know why I had ended up sleeping with an Alpha I had only met minutes before.