All Chapters of THE ALPHA KING'S STRIPPER MATE: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Landon POVI walked back to my chamber; my legs were dragging behind me like a sack of sand.I sat on the bed and had been there for the past three hours, still replaying my whole discovery, my first meeting with Camilla at the club.My heart squeezes at the thought of everything; I couldn't bring myself to convince myself otherwise that there was so much I could do to stop it.If the priestess of the kingdom said there's no solution, then there's no solution.Zane cut our link off, blocking me out totally, like I couldn't feel him anymore. I know he'll understand why I had to do it eventually, but I couldn't let his emotions get in the way of what's right.This was the only way forward—I am the King. All the wolves look up to me to always provide solutions for their problems.The king always has to be the sacrificial lamb for his subjects—that's why he was chosen by the moon goddess to serve them.What would my subject think of me when they realize I held the key to restoring balance

Camilla POV“Thank you, Ms. Kelly,” I murmured to the brunette-haired professor, sitting at her table, glasses on her face, focused on the computer in front of her.After my classes for today, I branched out to her office to hand my assignment over. I had missed the first class today and didn't get to turn my assignments in. When I brought it to her office, I thought she would send me back.Because if there's one thing that Ms. Kelly detests, it's missing her class on the day that assignments are due.She would never take it from you again, and you would be at risk of failing her class. But she'd always praise me and call me her favorite student because I was a straight-A student in her course.Thank God she accepted it and let me off with a warning. I had to lie to her—it's not a lie, though, but it's still considered one since I didn't really go to the hospital.I slept late yesterday and woke up late.Ms. Kelly waved me off, not once taking her eyes off the screen of her computer.

Camilla POVCurtis Caldwell? Now it's making sense… Why didn't I think of it?My whole body went rigid after her last statement. Tears were welling faster and burning at the brim of my eyes, but I dared not let them fall—not in the presence of half of the school.“Watch your mouth, Rissa. I am still the coach here, and I could punish you for this.” Coach Curtis' voice became hard as he glared at her. “Apologize to her. Now.”But Marissa just smirked, her face twisting with disgust and a malicious glint. “I would never do such a thing, Uncle Curtis. She's not worth your sympathy or being your secretary for that matter…” She trailed off as she sucked in her breath; her voice wavered like she was coming to a devastating realization before her voice turned high-pitched. “Wait a minute? Oh my God… are you fucking her?”“MARISSA? WATCH YOUR MOUTH.” His voice boomed, startling me back to the present. I gawked at him, his chest rose and fell at a high speed, and then I stole a glance at ever

Camilla POVI gasped as my body froze; his hand trailed down to my lower back, pushing me to him while his other hand wound into my hair.He pushed me back till my legs hit the vanity table; not breaking the kiss, he picked me up and dropped me on it, pushing himself in between my legs.This kiss was our second kiss, except this wasn't slow—it was demanding and hot, and my whole body lit on fire, and that was traveling straight to my core.Before I could stop myself, my lips started moving in rhythm with his; I couldn't help kissing him back, his touch igniting fire in my veins, and I became putty in his expert hands.I know I probably shouldn't. This shouldn't be happening in the first place. I was still angry at him, but I couldn't help myself, even though I had missed him and wanted this as much, but…I shouldn't be feeling like this with him. He doesn't get to make me like this and decide he can up and disappear again without an explanation.In that instance, it was as if I got a

Varkos POV (Third person)“Open it,” Varkos ordered as he stood in front of a large wooden door of the dungeon. The two men situated outside the tall, weird, and eerie building nodded at him in respect before one of them pushed a hand inside what looked to be a safe-like lock and pressed some numbers, and the large door swung ajar, and suddenly there was screaming everywhere.He stepped in and started walking down the long stairs, his boot hitting the hard and dirty ground, his face scrunched in utter disgust as the screaming and crying continued.Men, women, and children, both werewolves and humans, were pushing their hands out in the opening of every cell, their eyes filled with fear and their bodies shaking.Varkos let out a murderous laugh, his lips curled in a satisfied grin as he continued down the path.The dungeon looked and smelled rotten, with decayed flesh hanging around each wall and some skeletons' skulls scattered around, and his feet crushed some under them.At every cel