Le Sinsation strip club was always packed with high status werewolves only, alphas, generals and commanders, CEOs, businessmen etc. all either married, dating or single.
Le Sinsation respected their client's high profiles like they signed NDAs that would also explain why it was miles away from the sight of the city packs. It was also known for having the hottest and sexiest stripper, with the most wanted and praised being Alana Winters. Alana's body moved and twisted in sync to the beat as she cycled the dance pole like a snake with her sedative black lingerie tracing hand gripped her curves in the right places with just a perfect amount of boob and ass to swing around . Cheers, applauds and stakes of money coming from the crowd of hungry thirsty men feasting their eyes on her curves and body built like a goddess. Just a glimpse of her made men have an orgasm and women question their sexuality. Stripping became her way of life, since childhood she had always dreamed of being a forensic scientist however circumstances grabbed her by the neck and stripping became her thing. She enjoyed every moment dancing on the pole all night in the neon lights and never regretted it a single bit of it. Until that very day, no one in a million years would have anticipated what had occurred that night, leaving so many people with their eyes popped out of the socket and jaws hitting the floor pretty hard. "We're almost there, just 200m meters away," Zaide said with joy in his eyes he just couldn't wait to get there. One the other hand Kayden, Alpha Kayden Blackwood sat gazing out the window as misfortune struck him not so long ago. His so called chosen mate had cheated on him with two different men all his rivals and when she fell pregnant Kayden knew immediately that it wasn't his because he had a secret only he and his parents knew. "Oh c'mon kiddo, don't tell me you are still sulking over that ratchet bitch," his wolf Xander said in a playful tone but Kayden showed no interest in speaking to him. " Look on the bright side at least you now have some time to get more bitches and blow their backs out huhhh," Zayne nudged him playfully with his elbow but received no reaction. Zayne underwood was his beta and Zaide Paraskevas was his delta, two of his child hood best friends, practically his brothers. They tried so many times to warn him against Silvia but Kayden as too blinded by his love for her. "Ahhh there it is Le Sinsation, haven't been here in a while. Trust me Kayden this place is Hell on Earth." Kayden looked at him with furrowed brows. "What? Did you expect me to say Heaven did you now? I mean it's called Sinsation for a reason. Now c'mon let's get you high and your mind off that thing." Maybe Zayne was right maybe all he needed was to get high or freaky. Even though it still felt like his heart was just ripped out of his chest. For an Alpha he had stooped so low , pathetically , it would have made sense if she were his fated mate but it seemed like she had cast some spells and did 3am candle chants for him not to see the type of person she really was. "Kayden, snap out of it," his wolf urged him up, waking him from his thoughts. "We are here to have fun not host funerals for our ex now man up and let the big boy down there take over, who knows you might even find your soul mate here." "At a strip club, how fascinating," he replied in a sarcastic tone. Walking into Le Sinsation was never really on Kayden's bucket list but there he was a 6ft7 tall black haired well-built sexy ass highly respected alpha in a place of filed with lust desire and desperation. Immediately he walked in, a number of sluts around couldn't help but bend seductively in his direction as an invitation to flip their insides out, for him to be that tall and muscular imagine what he was capable of behind closed doors. Uninterested he was and he didn't hide it , Zayne with his vast knowledge quickly found them a table close to the stage where their eyes could take in as much ass as they pleased to see and without any time being wasted their table was already filled with vodka and whiskey. He saw a lot of faces he hadn't expected to meet in such an environment, even alphas that were once rivals were sited together and drinking in the name of sinsation. Up on the stage they watched females of all body types, all boobs sizes and ass shapes, everyone in the crowd cheering whistling and throwing their money and there sat Kayden like a garden gnome. He drunk as though the alcohol would dilute his sorrows for him. But even in his drunken state he still had his mind on that one slutty bitch of his. As time went on he got bored and drunk, with not even a single erection in site. The ladies tried their best but even before they could lay a finger on him he would give them a threat rather a warning despite Xander begging him to let them touch. "Zayne, Zaide I'm exhausted take me back to the pack house." "WHAT!?" the both chorused their shock. "C'mon Kay, just relax and have fun," "Yeah the best part of the night is about to start…there always this girl called Alana and ….." "And I said I'm exhausted," he said slumming his glass of alcohol. Zaiden ad Zayne exchanged disappointed glances and nodded. "sure , let's get going," Zayne said waving the waiter for the bill. Getting out of there wasn't an easy task, the more time flew the more pack the place got and everywhere Kayden looked he could see people shamelessly fucking on top of tables , in every corner of the room there was p**n he didn't subscribe for. He begun to question himself why he had even agreed to go to such a place in the first place. He pushed through the crowd as the two tailed behind him. "Ladiessssss and gentleeeeee Mennen the moment we've all been waiting for has finalllyyyyy arrived," an announcer dressed like a drag queen announced. "Presenting to you Alannnnnaaaaaaa,"and the crowd went wild. "Just as Kayden was about to reach for the door he stopped in his tracks, wondering if what he felt was a hallucination from the alcohol. His senses became hyper active and he felt a tingling sensation that he had never felt before. He stiffened as his heart skipped a beat, stopping in his tracks as he reached for the door when the scent hugged him, it wasn't just a regular scent . Lavender, cherry blossoms and vanilla wood hugged his nostrils. A scent so divine and heavenly that he felt all his worries drift away, once he turned around to see where it came from he couldn't believe his eyes. Body built like a Greek goddess, perfect long red hair that flowed like a river elegantly kissing her shoulders and last but not least her eyes her beauty sharp blue. “NO," he thought to himself maybe it was just the alcohol playing tricks on him.But his body moved before his mind could catch up, his feet carrying him to the stage. And then, like fate itself yanked the leash, he stormed up to the stage. Before Alana could step into her routine, his hand wrapped around her waist in one powerful, possessive grip, pulling her toward him like she was made for his touch. Gasps rippled through the crowd as Kayden’s eyes locked with hers,stormy, wild, and burning with something feral. He didn’t speak or ask anything and without warning he just crashed his lips against hers in a kiss so raw, so deep, it made the air crackle. He didn't need a fortune teller to tell him that she was his, his mate, his fated mate. It wasn’t gentle, it wasn’t polite, it was a mark of claim. His lips molded to hers, hot and urgent, tasting every inch of her like he’d been starved for centuries and she was the only thing that could save him. His hand slid up her back, gripping her firmly, keeping her locked against his chest, really tight. Her soft curves pressed into his rock solid frame, and for a second ….just a split second, she didn’t fight it. She was fire in his arms, and he kissed her like she belonged to him.because she did. The scent of her lavender, cherry blossoms and vanilla flooded his senses, grounding him, breaking him, healing him all at once. His wolf went wild in his head, howling, chanting, clawing at the inside of his chest. “Mate! Mate! Ours…..take her,now ! Haha I told you we’d find our soulmate at a club.” The crowd around them roared in disbelief, but Kayden couldn’t hear them. His entire world had narrowed to her mouth, her taste,her body trembling beneath his touch. He was locked into the kiss, completely consumed….but then hesitation struck. She stopped moving, her body turned stiff completely unresponsive,like she’d been paralyzed. Had he scared her? Did he come on too strong? His pulse spiked with guilt as he realized she stopped kissing him back. And then- SLAP. The sharp crack of her hand against his cheek snapped everything back into focus, his head jerked slightly from the force. Alana stepped back, breathing hard, eyes wide in shock and fury. But it was too late, he had already felt it. She was his mate and she knew it too.The room swirled with voices and disbelief as Kael’s announcement still hung heavy in the air. But the chaos had just begun.Kael Ashbourne stood tall, expression unreadable. “I met Alana before she was Luna, at that club in down town . She was dancing, I fell in love and we…we spent a night together.”Alana’s eyes widened in shock, “ Who are you? That never happened, I don’t even know you!”Kael didn’t flinch, “Its okay of you don’t remember me….I was using another name. But I’d never forget your face.” he continued, his voice clipped and composed. “It was just one night, but it only takes one.”“ You’re lying,” Alana whispered, shaking her head violently. “I don’t even know you or seen you before.”He walked towards her, “ I promised myself I’d find you, but I didn’t know where to start. Now that the word is out everywhere, when I saw your picture I recognized you.”He pulled out his phone , showcasing viral posts on the internet. The news went viral , it wasn’t even yet sunset and
Voices echoed down the hallway even before Alana sat down. “ Savanna, You’re blinded by pity,” Kayden’s father snapped. “She’s tearing this pack apart.” “And you Roland are blinded by your pride,” she fired back. “That girl is alone in a house full of wolves ready to eat her alive. You think that’s what leadership looks like? Abandoning your own when it’s convenient?” “She isn’t one of us,” he hissed. “She was never one of us. The only thing she brought here was shame.” “She brought Kayden peace,” she shot back. “Before all this, he loved her. That didn’t come from nowhere.” “Before all this,” he repeated, mocking, “she was stripping under colored lights and dancing on strange laps.” “She’s still a woman,” Kayden’s mother said, her voice quieter now, but no less fierce. “A woman carrying a child. You can raise your chin all you want, but I’m a mother. And I know, I feel it. Something’s not right about this whole pregnancy thing, Not with her.” A long silence followed. Then the
Alana stepped out of the car with Zayne close by, his presence the only thing keeping her together at least. The hospital wristband still clung to her wrist like a scar she couldn’t peel off. Her body moved, but her soul, whatever was left of it, felt like it had been scraped out and tossed somewhere she’d never find it again.Her feet touched the steps of the pack house, and instantly, everything shifted. The air felt like it thickened and the silence snapped taut. The front door opened on its own, slow and creaking, like the house itself knew she was coming and wasn’t happy about it.And behold, they were all waiting for her all watching her.Every pair of eyes inside locked onto her like she was dirt that somehow got tracked into the clean house. Curious, Harsh and whispering. Their stares clung to her skin like ice, like judgment made flesh.“She really came back?” A worker muttered, not even bothering to hide the disgust.“She must miss the spotlight and still wants to play Lun
Kayden slammed the front door of the pack house shut behind him. The sound echoed through the halls like a gunshot, sharp and loud. But he didn’t care. He didn’t feel calm, and he wasn’t pretending anymore. He was angry, confused and hurting in ways he didn’t have words for. As he stepped into the living room, he stopped in his tracks. Everyone was there, everyone who had heard of the tragedy, we there waiting for him. His mother stood near the fireplace, her arms crossed, looking like she’d been waiting a while. His father stood beside her, quiet but alert. House workers hovered along the walls, their eyes down, pretending not to be listening, but they were. On the couches sat Melany, Lilith, and Nyra. Their postures were relaxed but their eyes were sharp , each with intentions, all watching him and patiently waiting. They all were. The room felt too full and loud, even in its silence. “Kayden.” She moved toward him with grace, her long silver-streaked hair tied back in a lo
Alana sat alone in the room now, her heart pounding against her ribs like it was trying to escape the cage of confusion wrapped around her. The sterile scent of disinfectant lingered in the air, but inside her, everything felt... wrong. “Trixx?” she called out to her wolf, her mental voice trembling. “ What's happening?" “oh my dear Alana,” Trixx replied, her presence immediate, protective, but just as confused. “ Alana, this doesn’t make sense. None of it does. We would’ve felt it. I would’ve smelled it. Hormonal changes, body shifts….it’s impossible for us not to know.” Alana's fingers trembled as she brushed a strand of hair from her face. “ But two tests said the same thing. Blood and urine. HCG levels don’t just appear out of nowhere.” “ Unless something unnatural is happening…”Trixx said, more to herself than to Alana. “Even if there was a trace, I would’ve picked it up. You would’ve felt it in your bones, in your skin, in your dreams. But there’s been nothing. No nausea,
Kayden staggered back a step, his breath caught in his throat. Pregnant? The word echoed in his mind like a gunshot. His heart pounded, not with anger at first, but disbelief. It didn’t make sense at all. He hadn’t touched or slept with Alana before , he Couldn’t touch her yet, to top it all up he had a curse lingering over him like a shadow and wasn’t even sure it would break after being with Alana. They had never crossed that line, never even come close. And yet, here he was, staring down the barrel of an impossible truth.Then it hit him like a train wreck, his hands trembled as the images flashed of Alana and Braxton and they rushed through his head like a storm. Braxton, standing shirtless , with his hands on Alana’s waist , and she stood in between his legs wearing nothing but underwear. Jealousy clawed at his chest, but deeper than that was confusion, betrayal... and a small, terrifying sliver of fear. “I want to see her,” he said tightly, his voice low but edged in steel