All Chapters of The Stripper Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ashvin helped me get to the pack house, ran a bath for me, and told me to relax while the scent of freshly cooked meat and roasted vegetables drifted from the table. My stomach growled in response.“Come eat with me,” I said before he could slip out the door.He paused, turning back toward me. His golden eyes darkened, the intensity behind them sharper than I had ever seen before.His gaze held mine, and slowly, so slowly, it drifted down to my lips. My heart hammered violently at the way his eyes lingered there.“I would love to,” his words dragged out, low and smooth. His eyes were still locked on my lips, a flicker of heat darkening his irises. “But I have a lot to do tonight. I hope you understand.”He didn’t move until I nodded reluctantly. Only then did he turn and slip out the door.At the sound of the door closing, I let out a shaky breath. Why was I suddenly so aware of him?Okay, it wasn’t sudden. Not really. But it was probably better that he had left… or else…..“I know wh

ZAHRA-ROSEThe news of what had happened spread so quickly through the entire pack that by morning, it was no longer a secret.I had already braced myself for the weight of the day, everyone would be on edge, and that tension would only make things worse.Looking down at the simple outfit I had chosen for the day, I knew I didn’t want to step outside. But I had no choice, I was Luna now, and no matter how much I wished to stay hidden, I had to face the pack.As for Ashvin, he hadn’t returned since last night. I knew he was working tirelessly to uncover who had dared to set fire to our lands, to punish whoever was responsible.“I’m sure he will be alright. He will take care of everything,” Eira murmured in my mind.I wanted to believe her. But a deep, unsettling feeling lingered in my chest.After getting ready, I left my room and walked toward the dining area, where a table full of food awaited me. But I had no appetite. My stomach churned at the thought of forcing down even a single

“What the hell are you doing?” Ashvin barked, his voice low and sharp with Alpha command as he stormed toward me.I stood my ground, refusing to budge as I held onto the wounded pack warrior who bled freely, the scent of his blood strong and bitter in the air.“I said, what the hell are you doing?” Ashvin repeated, now in front of me. The heat of his anger rolled off him in ripples, his teeth just barely visible beneath the snarl threatening to break through.His muscles tensed, his eyes glowing faintly with his wolf’s fury. But I didn’t care. I wasn’t afraid of him. Not today.“What does it look like I’m doing?” I shot back, my voice matching his growl. “I’m doing what needs to be done.”His golden irises tightened as he glared at me, irritation glinting like wildfire. From somewhere behind, I heard Alyaanah’s annoying voice cut through the tension.“Oh, you see that? I told you she would grow wings eventually and you all thought I was joking. You see that?”Moon Goddess, she gets on

ZAHRA-ROSEAt this point, I’m getting used to the training. It doesn’t hurt as much anymore, and I think my body has finally adapted to the intensity of it. The soreness, the bruises, they no longer sting the way they used to.But even as my limbs grow stronger, my mind keeps drifting to tomorrow’s session, the second time I’ll let my wolf come forward to fight. She needs to learn how to defend herself, how to move with strength and precision. After my first transformation, Eira was meant to begin training properly, with the guidance of Zen, Ashvin’s wolf, but ever since the fire incident, getting him anywhere near us has been nearly impossible.As I walked alone along the dark dirt path, the weight of the day pulling at my bones, I tried not to think about what Ashvin had said to me this morning, or the fact that he asked me to trust him.Trust him with what, exactly?“I thought it might be you.”I turned at the familiar voice. And there he was, Asael. The sight of him stirred somet

ASHVIN HARVEYHer scream tore through the Pack Grounds like a lightning strike. The crowd turned just in time to see her drop to the floor, her body convulsing as the change began. Her eyes blazed a molten red, and her bones cracked loudly as her knees buckled. Her screams twisted into a guttural growl, feral and raw, as sharp claws burst from her fingertips.Every pack member stood frozen, staring at her in stunned silence.Then she collapsed back onto the ground, her body writhing, and her scream shifted back into something more human, painful, agonized.She didn’t know it yet, but it was impossible to shift within the Pack Court. Every werewolf pack had ancient enchantments laced into the grounds, a law of magic and tradition meant to prevent chaos during trials and judgments. It suppressed full transformations, forcing control even during emotional surges.She lay there, panting on the cold earth, and despite myself, my heart twisted at the sight of her like that, shaking, vulnera