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ALPHA ZEUS’ POVI sat in shock moments after she had left. I was bruised. Not literally, though. But I could tell my ego had been stained. What did she think of herself? Not even a single person has been able to stand up to me in such a manner. Even Maxwell knew very well when to restrain himself from pushing my nerves. I was never a friendly type. Everyone knew that. I didn't just attain the fame of a very revered alpha by luck. It was based solely on what I have done. What I found most shocking was the fact that she was scared. I listened to her heartbeat the whole time she was here. It beat fast, really fast. But for what reason she had to push so hard, I just could not wrap my head around it. "Kayla," I said begrudgingly. I hated to be stood up to. Power had to be protected. If anyone could stand up to me with ease, then it would be equally easier to try to snatch power from me. I grabbed a remote from the glass table in the center and turned the CCTV footage of my premises on.
The Alpha’s Slaved Stripper Bar incident
KAYLA'S POV"Elena, tell me," I said to my wolf, “what should I wear?” I asked, staring at the options lying on my bed, a silvery skin-tight gown and a half top, with a pair of trousers."If you are trying to impress Alpha Zeus, maybe you should go with the silvery gown." Impress Alpha Zeus? That came out of the blue. Why would she even say that? It was a simple question that I asked. And it demanded a simple answer. Just this or that would solve the problem. But no! Elena would always find a way to make things tough. "What has Alpha Zeus got to do with this?" I asked.“It's a simple question. A very simple one." "If you need my opinion, then I suggest you simply go with the silvery gown." That was the choice I considered most. I was not raised in the manner of a stripper. In fact, before the stripper-related incidents, I had not taken off my clothes before for someone or at the very least, revealed essential parts of my body through clothing. For what exactly would I even think o
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KAYLA'S POVEverywhere got thrown into absolute tranquility. Never before have I witnessed a bar in such a state. It was totally quiet. No one was saying any damn word. Just a few seconds ago, I could hear people laughing and chattering about the careless play of the guy who was lying on the floor at the moment. It seemed time came to a pause. But when did he get here? I could not tell. Or was he sitting around the whole time? I just could not bring myself to think of something that made real sense. In fact, why was he trying to give people the wrong impression about us? "Urgh!" The guy on the floor groaned in pain. I could see it all over him. He was in serious pain. But the Alpha didn't seem to care for a split second about the painful groans of the one on the floor. His eyes looked like he had come from the fiery pit just to drag a soul with him back there. I was in awe. Such power is carried by a single person. He didn't even look at me, not even for a second since he came. His
The Alpha’s Slaved Stripper Mystery guy
ALPHA ZEUS' POVI had no way of expressing the anger that I had in me. I was burning. But the reason for which I felt so much anger was what I could not say. When I walked into the bar and saw that good-for-nothing idiot grabbing Kayla's ass, I got completely riled up. The first instinct I felt in me was to strangle him to death. I just wanted to rip his heart out of his chest and feed it to his corpse. But I ended up getting more furious the very moment the person I saved turned me into the bad guy. What did she want? Someone harassed her sexually and she ended up taking the pervert's side over that of the person that saved her ass! What was she thinking? Perhaps, she thinks herself to be some sort of saint. Or could it be that she loved to be handled that way? But she was a virgin before I took it from her. Every sensible woman out there would have been happier if I dealt with the bastard more. "When I said you feel something for her, you objected to it," I heard Arca whisper int
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The Alpha’s Slaved Stripper Spending thirty days with him?
KAYLA'S POVI stood there, not knowing what to tell her. I didn't mean for her to figure it out like this. But she just did. There was no explanation to give to her. I had no reason to tell a lie. No, I did. When I came to become a stripper for the hotel, I was still on the run from Alpha Zeus. I had to lie about my name to avoid being caught immediately. I intended to let her know. But not just around now. The look in Chloe's eyes was that of disappointment. It was obvious that she was very disappointed in me. I thought of how I would feel if I were in her shoes. Imagine someone you have always known to be your friend turning out to not be who you have always thought her to be. That was bad. "I. I can explain," I managed to say. "I expected this statement from you," she replied. "How long were you going to keep this from me?" I had no answer to give. Was there an answer? I was always torn between my decision to tell her or not tell her. I knew I was eventually going to let her kn
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