The Alphas Exclusive Stripper Novels & Stories

"Oh yes, I am not. What the hell is wrong with all of you? Those guys out there, all of them, could not get their hands on the damn stripper that I saw not long ago." "The stripper? You saw her." "I did. But she vanished. And here you are, telling me you can't track her location." He cleared his throat. "But Alpha, why not go for another stripper? If you wish, I could get you the best of the best for tonight. Believe me, they will give you more pleasure than you can imagine. As for the stripper, if —" I cut him off. Listening further could get me riled up. "My bracelet," I said.

But before I could even reach him, he jumped in my direction. My survival instinct tells me to strike the metal in him, so I did. He was distracted, but he caught my arm. "Klahh!" Sh*t! I hardened my fist and hit him in the face. I was about to launch another punch but he stopped. Then, his body collapses. What's happening?! Just as I roamed my eyes around, I saw a man standing in front of me. He has a tall and slim figure. I couldn't see his face as the moon's brightness didn't reach his side. But my eyes were locked on his burning red eyes. An alpha.

I’ve already locked his feet down—. ‘So?’ Shrugged the Crystal Pack Alpha. ‘So I can just—.’ And my left hand grabbed my right wrist to hook Erasmos chin, pressing down on Erasmos feet as a fulcrum, and lifted—a cork extractor popping a champagne bottle. ‘The head comes off nicely…..’ The Alpha’s voice trailed into the distance of his lost intelligence. ‘That’s… impressive.’ He nodded with a large grin. And you call yourself the combat master, Goddess might….

Allie pointedly asked, crossing her arms together, mirroring him. "I'm implying that you don't belong here," The Alpha said in a bored tone, not at all impressed with her show of bravery. With that, he turned to the nearest locker and proceeded to strip off his shirt. Suddenly the air inside the room felt hot and stuffy, barely allowing her to look anywhere but at his bare upper body on display. Allie couldn't help but stare at the tattoo that littered his chest. A huge symbol. Maybe a pack symbol.

“Isn’t it obvious?” “Well then...” He grabs the hem of his t-shirt, about to lift it up for my viewing pleasure. “I will show you what you’re missing out on them.” I gasp. “W-what are you doing?!” “Stripping.” “But why?!” “Because if my abs make you think less about that other dude and more about me, I will show them to you. Heck, touch them, lick them - do whatever you want with me as long as I’m the one on your brain, not that other stupid Alpha.”

She walked to the entrance of the Alpha's lodge and opened the door. One after the other, the girls ushered in. It was my turn, and as I stepped into the private lodge, the exotic scent of all the Alpha's here filled my nose. Some pheromones were stronger than others, but all in all, the room was pleasant, it could turn anybody on. The strippers here were privileged to be in this lounge most of the nights. It's no shock that more girls are trooping in to work at this club.

"You're so deep Alpha please don't stop please I need more please....." "More?" I said. "Harder," she begged. "Please Alpha harder, I want to feel every inch please....." I went harder and she lost words entirely for a while, just sounds, real uncontrolled sounds that had nothing performed about them, and I said against her neck "tell me who this belongs to." "You Alpha," she gasped. "It's yours..... all of it..... yours....." "Say it again," I said. "Yours," she cried. "All yours Alpha please please I'm so close please let me cum please Alpha please....."

Luna Rita took her hand again, and smiled. "Alpha's are made of half pride. They are wolf and pride. Not wolf and human. Their human side is crushed by their pride as soon as they attain power. Power is what they long for. It's what they need. Supremacy. No matter how much they have, it is never enough for them. Never challenge an Alpha unless his defeat is sure. Their pride will kill anyone." "Luna Rita, I am sorry to offend you, but may I ask where you got that scar from?"

When Alpha Caprius smiles and extends his hand, I almost stop breathing. “Yes, sir.” I manage to whisper and give him my right hand. The Alpha’s hand feel warm and large when he twists my hand to reveal my wrist. “Alpha Caprius Strigon, 10th Alpha of pack Strigon, hereby grant this wolf my blessing to leave the boundary.” I wince in pain when the Alpha dug his nail into my wrist, drawing out blood as soon as he removes it. As blood pours out, it begins to seep into the skin around my wrist, forming a circular red tattoo.

"I, the Alpha of the Starmoon Pack, hereby strip you off your Luna roles and privileges." He said, and his words stung.