The Billionaire’s Baby Girl (The Wolves from The Agreement)

Enna arrived running in her black raincoat through the back door of the darkened luxurious nightclub, in the middle of the thick forest. The 2 hours trekking through the rainforest was nothing to her compared to all the effort she put until there: finding out about this place, secretly escaping her pack and venturing into the lands of the richest pack of all times! The Black Moon Pack. After all this, she wasn't going to give up now, even if she had to double the miles she walked. Nor even the Big Bad Wolf standing in front of the door looking at her with his scariest expression would drive her away. “Hi, Hi! I spoke to Mr Oth the other day and it was arranged for me to come…” “Just come in. He is waiting.” His voice interrupts her and, without uncrossing his arms, he gives her way to the door. “So the Evening Star really did come!” “Hi, Mister Oth! Of course I came! I am so happy!" In fact, she was so nervous that she didn't even get enough sleep all week, and spent her nights practicing her dance routines. Still, she could fake her arousal very well, just as the careful nighttime makeup she tried on for the first time seemed able to fake her sleepless nights on her youthful face. "Excellent! So I see I've got a determined girl here! And lucky! Tonight, as I promised you, we'll have the richest and most powerful Alphas from the Black Moon Pack around here! Maybe even from a few other The Agreement Packs!" Mister Oth, a gamma, tall and thin, says pushing her into a dressing room full of beauties. Hot young and partially naked she-wolves, putting on makeup and helping each other with sexy fantasy costumes. He goes specifically for an older lady around the racks of hangers. “Here Celine! This is the virginal omega wolf we've been advertising all week! Enna, right?” “Suzy! Remember, Mr. Oth? My fake name.” Enna corrects him in a whisper, a little worried. “Of course, maybe I need to let the caster know that… either way, you will have a whole 30-minute presentation, I hope you are confident enough for that already, right?” The girl with bright almond hair went there, at this club, to practice for two days this week, but she's never done pole dancing like this before. Anyway, Enna wanted it so bad that she memorized the whole routine on the first day and she’s been practicing like crazy ever since. "Yes, sure!" The small one smiles warmly and tries not to look as clumsy as she is, still carrying her wet raincoat in her arms. "Excellent! Celine, give her the sexiest thing of the night! Fix that hair and makeup, and after her show, let's start the auction!" "Cool! Uh... Mister Oth, you know, my condition... is small, but I can't accept it without an offer of at least... uh, a million euros.” Enna says it in her quietest tone like she's saying something really wrong. Still, she needed to say. As it was all she calculated she would need to pay for her tuition at the International Werewolves School, the IWS. She's dreamed of this her whole life and it didn't take her long to come up with this whole plan last year when she heard about the Black Moon Pack. It is the Richest Pack in the Agreement. And specifically when she heard about this nightclub in their territory, frequented only by the richest Wolves in the world. “My dear, we are starting with no less than 10 million!” "What?!” Enna chokes. “Did you think I was kidding when I said you'd never have to worry about money again if you let me organize this for you? Darling, darling little girl, do you think that innocent omega baby face of yours… that hair as brown as amber, so shiny and manicured… those big bold eyes, those virgin lips so soft and puffy… would be worth less than that? We'll let those wisecracking old Wolves, who don't know where to put their money anymore, fantasize about you like crazy young Alphas in heat.” "Cool!! Exactly how I want it! Count on me for that!" She says cheekily and gives him a pointed wink as if she wants to make sure he's able to see this “subtle” sign of her. Mister Oth laughs awkwardly at her grimaces. “Right…” he turns to Celine and mutters in a low tone just for the woman to hear, while the omega looks amazed at the gorgeous girls around, getting all dressed up. "Just make sure she isn't wearing anything, if she fails at least her virgen body will do the rest for her." Then he turns to Enna again and gives her a quick peck on both cheeks. “Remember, half the money is mine and good luck! Rock it! You will walk out of here not just a new woman, but a rich woman!” "Yay! I can't believe this is actually happening... Thank you, Mister Oth!" “Just go out there and sell them all of you, huh!? And just keep the choreography we practiced.” She gives an ok sign and Celine drags her to the dressing table to get her appearance right. Enna feels very uncomfortable with the little lacy sash she ended up wearing on her bottoms, this thing didn't block any view of her! None! She felt more vulgar and exposed than ever, and then she thought of the pole dances she was going to do for her routine, and she shivered. But it's a little too late, she was already following a big security guard through a dark hallway to some blue-lit auditorium. The brownish girl felt goosebumps all over her body when she heard her name announced by the presenter. Her real name. “A virgin omega is being auctioned tonight! Enna Turner!” She was at the backstage, in the dark next heavy curtains, when then the spotlight fell on her. The light gives her spot to the entire audience, who makes some noises and applauses the girl when she is lit. Enna realizes that this was the moment she had been waiting for all these days, if she was going to do this, she would need to do it now, or her life would be forfeit anyway… There was no going back. 'Make them drool, be the little girl they want!' She mentally repeats to herself. Then in heels higher than she's ever worn in a lifetime, Enna steps onto the same big stage where she practiced her routine a few days ago. Now full of people around, the room darker than ever, but she was determined, she was going to show all these hungry wolves how she is the best appetizer. The little one knew it would just be filthy rich wolves there, very old ones from the Black Moon Pack. The ones who own and frequented that place. But, in fact, she might even get excited by a 90 year old man drooling over her, if he gave her 5 million euros in one night! With that thought, the girl marches up to the pole in the middle of the auditorium. Her hair, with bright brown curls at its tips, was bouncing over her shoulder with the rhythm of her catwalk. Beside Enna’s ability to pretend her confidence, her hair flying from her breasts leaves them completely uncovered to all the hungry men’s eyes in the audience, as she wasn't wearing any top part. So, to not let herself to get too self-conscious, she grabs the pole and tosses her long hair back, focusing on the dance. The little girl then gives them all a big smile and a full-body view of her. The amber of her hair shining to the spotlights, she slides her legs all over the metal pole until she is almost level with the ground and continues from there doing her choreography: which includes some crouching, going to all fours, mimicking a kitten, licking her hands, body and being a dirty little girl. Which she manages to do pretty well. No fears or second thoughts. The audience reacts again loudly, as she stands. They are completely mesmerized by her. Enna, with her long, thin legs, provokes the excited men, throwing her legs around the pole another time and getting men’s groan and howl at the sight she offers them. With each new affirmative noise that the excited male audience makes, the girl smiles more confidently and begins to feel more bold, playing with her body and the pole more freely. At some point, Enna is effectively enjoying herself on stage. She is only dancing to the music and the ovations, and offering all her sensuality and jokiness, as if she were dancing alone in her own room. Enjoying herself with only her mirror to her plushies. In fact, it was no longer the choreography they gave her or a real pole dance, she was just a sassy girl, making sassy faces, rubbing herself against the metal and blowing teasing kisses to the audience. It was at this moment that he appeared. The music became more intense and many Wolves were no longer holding their painful erections. But Alpha Rohan wasn't there for fun. In fact, he was just passing through the central auditorium followed by his team, heading to the management rooms, when he sees the crowd wilder than usual. The Alpha looks at the stage and sees the smiling omega; and for some reason he can't take his eyes off it. The presence of a Wolf like him fills and frightens his surroundings at the back of the hall. With his black skin, nearly seven feet tall, big strong muscles all over his body, short beard… The Black Alpha has his face grimaced in his most dangerous way. Beside that aura of him, all around, that makes everyone within a radius of meters want to run for lives, or try to avoid his path at all costs. He is also followed by 3 other huge wolves who stop with him in the further back. Alpha Rohan's presence alone makes all these arrogant, rich old men of his pack feel intimidated, as right now the Wolves around him in the back feel. They all turn to him and make little bows with their heads in respect, even though they are older, and many of them are also Alphas. Despite him being in the middle of the darkness, it didn't take long for the omega on stage to spot him there in the back. Like a powerful mass of energy that she can’t avoid, but checking what is it. But when she does, all her instincts scream "DANGER!!!". When the little girl’s eyes meet his, she swallows, like a hit and loses the pace. Enna looks around worried about such a figure. She realizes the audience is huge and most of them haven't even noticed this Alpha presence. They are just staring at her expectantly. The girl breaths alleviated to notice there is so many other Alphas in their way. She is completely safe of this dangerous power in there. Feeling more confident with the warm and unaffected attention of the majority of the audience, the little girl turns to the frightening Alpha, decided that he is too far away to her feel that scared about him. Then she begins to roll around the pole again, but looking at him with more intensity in her eyes, in a stare full of provocation and of the most risky daring. Enna smiles and starts playing with fire happily. She gets carried away by the image of that powerful guy in the background and does something she's always dreamed of: she allows herself to provoke an Alpha like this, eye to eye. From afar, of course, Enna looks braver than ever and she loves it. The omega enjoys it, smiling kittenish at him like a naughty little kitten and showing him all her most lewd behavior, touching her own tender body with pleasured expressions. The little one does it while she dances and do not let his frowned barbaric expression intimidate her. From that distance the girl feels invulnerable. Enna even sends a flying kiss in his direction at one point, but then she hears a growl or imagines she hears it by the expression on his face. Well, he's so far away that she couldn't actually hear it, right? But her entire body vibrates as if it is actually listening to the low, admonished sound within her own ears, as she sees the way he lifts his upper lip and makes a frown in his scary face. The hazel omega takes her eyes off him instantly. Scared of him, but now more scared of the way her body seemed to melt in public at that sound projected by her mind. She just bites her lip and tries to keep herself steady and wagging her hips, even though her legs are jelly. And she is sure they are also very wet at this point. Alpha Rohan turns to his Beta beside him. He sees him watching the girl on stage with the same excitement she was arousing in him, and he wants to pierce his Beta's eyes, but instead he just makes a low, angry sound. “What the hell is going on here?! This female is clearly underage!” "I'm sure she just looks pretty young, Alpha." His Beta, Travis, responds unaffectedly, and slowly turns to his Alpha, trying to understand the reason for his sudden bad temper. “I want to make sure of this. Until then I want her off this stage! RIGHT NOW!! Enough of that!" He growls through his teeth, which would make any other Wolf flee, even the two other Betas around him cringed, but not Travis. He is used to his Alpha's temper. It's a lifetime of knowing, and he also knows that it usually ends up well if you don't question and just do what he's demanding. “Alright, right now, Alpha. I'll meet you in the office in a moment.” Travis nods politely to his Alpha and makes his way, - more easily than would be expected for his immense size, - between tables and other girls serving drinks and dancing on the laps of older men. He reaches the bottom of the stage. Beta Travis explains something quickly to the caster below the stage, who was also watching the girl’s show, but when he felt the Beta’s approach he turns to him. The caster acknowledges his presence sneaking around and shivering, as any other member of the Pack normally do around him. Then with a few words to the employees in there, all the lights go out. Most of the audience starts booing and complaining, but then the announcer, in seconds, is on stage and calms everyone down before a bigger problem happens. “So that was our precious virgin being auctioned off tonight!!! Who's excited to do some bidding? Some lucky one will take it! What a valuable piece of jewelry, right? A piece for any good collection by a good Wolf, isn't it? Or Big Bad Wolf! Haha ha!" He jokes and tries to pretend the performance was timed to end this way, while Travis jumps to the back of the stage and grabs the confused omega by the arm. She's lost in the pure darkness that has formed around her and he, simply and easily, pulls her back down the hall.