The Rogue Duchess

Chocolate Covered Pomegranates

                                                                        Kealamauloa

I felt bad for the guys, the whole point of the UMPH trip was to give them a break and chance to find their mates. Instead they spent the whole day trying to find my mate, I called off the search for her at eleven o’clock tonight. I just want to stay in, but the guys deserve a reward for all their hard work so I opened my mind link so I could talk to everybody at once.

    “Hey guys we’re going to Obsidian Gentleman’s Club in an hour and a half. Dress code is formal so dress to impress.” I said through the pack link. The resounding cheers and howls of excitement made me laugh. The UMPH is mostly comprised of the pack’s warriors and a few omegas, they work hard to keep the pack running smoothly and safely, so they deserve a chance to let loose. Tomorrow we’ll go back to looking for my luna, and hopefully some of them will run into their mates while searching the city.

                                                                            Jade

We reached work safely and Sarahi heads to the club’s bar to prep for patrons. While I’m in the locker room getting dressed, with the other dancers. Being a rogue wolf and on the seeker’s hitlist really limits the areas where I’m able to live and what jobs I can work. So being an exotic dancer is a gift. It’s great pay and they tend to not ask questions about who you are and where you came from. Hot girl with a nice body, personality, stage presence, and rhythm? You’re hired!

    “Hey Rain, do you have that duo chrome pink and gold highlighter?” asks my coworker Lolita. Lolita isn’t her real name of course, but we typically call each other by our stage names. When I’m at the club I’m not Jade Silver, I’m Rain. My stage name started as a joke originally, but since men love to shower me with their life savings it stuck. Lolita or Loli got her name because she looks like every stereotype you can think about when Loli comes to mind. She’s Asian, gorgeous, and if I didn’t know she was thirty-two I would swear she’s fifteen. The guys love her and frankly it creeps me out, but I’m not knocking her hustle.

    “Yeah, it should be in the second drawer of my vanity.” I replied.

    “Loli, Candy, and Krystal you’re opening the stage. Bunny, Butterfly, and Spice you three are booked for a two-hour champagne room for a party of ten. Kennedi and Clara, you two are on the minor stage, remember you’re nineteen no drinking. Tanaca, Aimee, Rude, Sugar, Thunder, Becky, Sana, Roxy and Rose you’re working the floor tonight. Rain your solo stage starts at one am, anyone can have the stage after her fifteen minutes are up.” Veronica calls out.

    She’s our house mom and honestly the sweetest human ever. She keeps everything organized and structured, so the girls aren’t fighting about who gets to do what and when. She walks around handing every girl a panic bracelet, they’re small and discreet, if you hold the button for five seconds it alerts security that a patron is making you feel unsafe. Then they come and remove the creep. I don’t know who invented these things, but I could kiss them. I take off my hoodie and sweatpants, fold them up, place them into my bag while the girls start cheering and whistling at me. I used to get embarrassed about being naked around strangers, but now it just comes with the territory.

    “Girl I see it every night and I’m still gagging over your body, it’s not fair I had to pay for mine and yours is natural!” Spice jokes, and we all laugh. Spice is a beautiful black vampire; her surgeon made her BBL look so natural you wouldn’t know she had one if she didn’t tell you. One of my favorite things about this job is that there are rogue werewolves, lone witches, defector vampires, dark elves, fairies, pixies and humans working here, and we all get along. Obviously, the humans are unaware that we’re mystics, but that adds to the fun, neutral zones are the best.

    “Loli, Candy, and Krystal with a K are headed to the stage!” announces the DJ.

    With that they start strutting to the stage for their group routine, the other girls head to the floor or their respective champagne room. I can smell that patrons are entering some human, werewolves, no witches yet, and a couple of vampires too. The music is loud and sets the party vibe nicely, and the trio on stage and the girls on the floor must be doing their thing because the scent of arousal is already increasing.

    I dug in my bag deciding that tonight I was going to switch it up, at our club the girls tend to wear color, in fact nobody was wearing black tonight and I felt like it. So, I decided on a black thong, my spaghetti strap lace fishnet body stocking, for a fun bit of color I put on my glow in the dark rainbow ombre pleaser heels. I walked over to the mirror and struck some poses.

    "I look like a snack.” I bragged to myself.

    “Hopefully, mate will want to eat us.” Mercury purred in my head, I gasped.

    “Horny dog!” I yelled at Mercury while embarrassment washed over me.

    “Stop being a stripper that’s secretly a prude!” Mercury says back to me with a wolfish grin and an extreme fit of laughter. I love her, but I also hate her.

    “Oh, my goddess!” I exclaimed.

It’s him! He’s here, the alluring scent is back! Pineapples, coconuts and the ocean, sweet goddess above I want to drown in that fragrance. Darn it mate of all the places in this city you just had to show up at my job.

    “Go to mate now!” Mercury demands.

    “Are you nuts? Do you realize where we are?” I asked in bewilderment.

    “No, I’m not nuts and of course I know we’re at the club!” she fires back.

    “Mercury I am in stripper attire around unmated male mystics and humans, if I unmask our scent he’s going to flip out and start trying to kill everybody!” I proclaimed with panic lacing my voice.

“Sounds sexy to me.” Mercury purred. I don’t know what’s more worrisome my mate killing someone or Mercury thinking him killing someone is sexy.

    “I am not uncloaking our scent Mercury! Absolutely not!” I snapped at her, promptly cutting off the mind link. Ok great now I must do my job and avoid my mate for the entire night, this is going to be fun. Before I can calculate where I’m running to, I’ve gone from the dressing room to the bar. The club is packed tonight, and the bartenders are zipping around. I spot my favorite bartender handling the making of ten shots.

    “Rahi! We have another problem!” I call out. She observes my expression, finishes handing out the shots, and walks me over to the corner of the bar.

    “What’s wrong is there seekers or hunters in here?” she asks while looking around.

    “No Sarahi he’s here!” I whisper yelled. 

    “He who?” she asks as she c***s her head in confusion. We had a thirty second staring contest before her eyes go wide like saucers and her fangs start poking out.

    “Um. Jade, we have two problems now.” Sarahi says nervously.

    “What’s wrong with you?” I asked, now I’m even more nervous. Sarahi’s eyes start flickering between her normal brown and red like she can’t control her bloodlust but based on how she smells right now it’s just lust.

    “M-m-my s-sec-second ch-chance m-mate is here.” she stutters. Oh, dear goddess no, after what her first mate did to her I know she’s terrified beyond imagination. Even if her biologic reaction is spinning a different story.

    What in the blue hell? Suddenly, I feel like I’m getting hit over the head with my mate’s scent. Mercury starts clawing to get out and release our scent and it’s taking all my power to restrain her. I turn around to see two demi-gods walking up to the bar to get drinks. I recognize my mate out of the two immediately, he’s not hiding his scent or his alpha aura. Sweet goddess if I didn’t know better, I would pounce on him! 

    I’m five foot six, with my work heels on I’m six foot two, and he’s still towering over me by at least ten inches. I’m guessing he’s Samoan, native Hawaiian or some other kind of Polynesian by his facial features and that jawline that could cut glass. His skin is richly tanned, he’s exceptionally muscular, his long black wavy hair is in a low man bun and his slacks and shirtless suit jacket outfit combination is doing it for me. Those tattoos of his make him more attractive to me because I love skin art. He has tribal sleeves and tribal tattoos on his torso that blend his pack tattoo into his cultural tattoos. Whoever his tattoo artist is did an amazing job and I hope they’re male, so I don’t have to snap a neck.

    “He can have all my babies.” I stated while Mercury purrs in agreement and Sarahi giggles.

    I didn’t realize I said that out loud until his attention turns from his conversation with his friend to me. His chocolate brown eyes lock onto mine and he smiles at me seductively and with the realization that he has beautiful straight white teeth and dimples, arousal pheromones explode from me. His eyes start darkening, so at least I know the lust is mutual. I watch as his eyes travel from my face to my body and they darken further as he takes in my attire and my curves. Consequences be damned I’m about to release my scent and let him claim me right here.

    “Now welcome Rain to the stage!” announces the DJ. Well that broke my trance, and this is my chance to get away before I do something stupid. I strut to the stage and I can feel his eyes are stuck to my backside as I walk away. I believe a bit of teasing is in order.

                                                            Kealamauloa

When we arrived at the club some of the guys split off for a champagne room and the rest of us disbursed throughout the club. Caiden suggested we get drinks, so we walked to the bar, for whatever reason Keahi is antsy again, but our mate isn’t here I don’t smell her. As I look around, I must give it up to my old friend Deandre. He went rogue when he discovered his mate was a vampire and they moved here and started this club. I was expecting something a little bit more of an average strip club, but this place is lavish and the ladies that work here are top notch.

    As we’re walking to the bar Keahi’s tail starts wagging, and when we get to the bar he’s purring. It’s distracting to the point where I can’t pay attention to what Caiden is talking about, and Keahi is now roaming around like he’s searching for something.

    “He can have all my babies.” Says the sexiest voice I’ve ever heard. Her voice has a lower tone it is rich, smooth, slightly raspy, and very reminiscent of a phone s*x operator. My head snapped to find the source of the voice and for once Keahi wasn’t yelling at me for looking at a woman. Her face was pulchritudinous beyond measure, and her skin was a rich golden chocolate color, her lips were a plump pink, and her eyes were so unique. Her left eye was a white silver color that reminded me of the moon and her right eye was green like tree leaves in day light. She had a long black voluminous afro hair, it created a halo effect from shoulder to shoulder before descending down her back. I had to smile at her, I’ve seen a lot of beautiful women in my day, but she’s hands down the most sublime woman I’d ever seen. And the moment I smiled at her the scent of her arousal hit me like a ton of bricks, her arousal didn’t smell like other women either it was sweeter somehow. I want her.

    “I think she’s mate!” Keahi yells in my head. He’s never said that before and as I took in her attire, I prayed to the moon goddess that he was right. Her face was enough to satisfy a man for the rest of their life by itself, but sweet Selene that body of hers. Without the heels she was probably five foot five or six, she had an hourglass shape, perky mid-size breasts, a cute four pack, birthing hips, thick thighs, and long toned legs considering her height. I’m trying to control my lust, so I don’t jump up and carry her away, but this body stocking and pleaser heel combination she’s wearing is making it really difficult to control myself. Plus, Keahi won’t stop clawing at me to come out.

    She smells like a normal human though, frankly I’m supremely confused, is she hiding her scent? She must be, Keahi hates every woman I like, but for once he’s in agreement with my perverse ogling. The mutual appraisement going on here is electric, and I’m about to get up and talk to her when the DJ cuts through the moment and calls a dancer named Rain to the stage. Rain is my girl. Wait, what? Did I just think this stranger is my girl? I must be going crazy! Rain winks at me before she turns around and struts to the stage blessing me with a view of her equally perky and plump heart shaped bum.

    “I want to mark that.” Keahi says while drooling.

    “Relax yourself you horny dog, we don’t know if she’s ours yet. You can’t mark somebody without consent. And you know as well as I do the mate bond mark goes at the meeting of the neck and collarbone not on your mate’s butt.” I replied. Since when am I the voice of reason?

    “Fine we’ll mark both spots because mine!” Keahi replies still drooling and wagging his tail in my head.

    “Keahi we don’t know if she’s ours yet, you seem fairly certain she’s not human, so we have to get her to stop hiding her scent from us first.” I replied.

    “Let’s make her jealous!” Keahi suggests. It’s a good idea, but a terrifying one, my silver girl is either a gamma, beta, or possibly even a lunar alpha. If we use another woman touching us to throw her into a jealous rage it’ll work like a charm, but then I have to stop her from killing the girl in question. And I must deal with the jealous rage, I’m an alpha, but I’m not stupid. She-wolves are not to be trifled with from the omegas to the lunar alphas, a werewolf’s possessiveness over their mates can be deadly. 

    Come to think of it, maybe, she’s hiding her scent because she’s an exotic dancer. If I could confirm she was mine with all the men in here being aroused by my mate and ogling her, Keahi would take over before I could stop him and create a bloodbath. A thought which earned a growl from Keahi.

    “Mate is MINE! NOBODY TOUCHES MATE!” he growls viciously. Ok, you know what we’re definitely not doing this out in the open one of us might kill somebody.

    “You alright bruv?” Caiden asks. I completely forgot he was next to me.

    “Dear goddess the one on the stage is a knockout.” Caiden says with a whistle. That earns a snarl from me and, surprisingly enough a hiss, from the bartender that’s been serving our drinks. Suddenly she goes from smelling like a human to smelling like a vampire, her eyes start flashing between red and brown.

    “MINE!” Caiden and the bartender yell at the same time.

    That’s my cue to get the hell out of dodge, you do not want to get in the middle of a mated pair that just found each other. I’m happy for Caiden and Jayce, they deserve a good woman coming into their lives. As I walk closer to the stage my suspected mate is doing an elbow grip upside down split as she spins around on the pole. Please for the love of all that is Selene be my mate! Wait a second my pack members might be staring at her.

    “Avert your eyes from the stage, the dancer is possibly my mate, she’s mine.” I growled through the pack link using my alpha tone. As I looked through the club heads went down or were turned to another girl instantly, my pack members are smart, and they value their lives. I notice that she has her eyes trained on me and suddenly her arousal scent has gotten stronger and she’s putting more tricks and floor work into her routine.

    “Can we mark her now?” Keahi asks through his ever-pooling drool. I ignore him, my resolve to not pounce without proof is not going to last much longer. Her routine is on the last song, so I find the nearest dancer, and ask her for a private dance. I explained to her that I’ll pay her double to hug me, walk me to a private room and leave the room immediately, she readily agrees, and we had to the private dance rooms.

                                                                            Jade

As I’m finishing my stage routine, I see that my slut of a mate is headed to the private dance rooms with Tanaca and Mercury snaps.

    “SHE’S NOT ALLOWED TO TOUCH WHAT BELONGS TO ME HE’S MY MATE!” Mercury growls and she forcibly takes control from me. It’s a good thing we have a team that collects the dancer’s money after a stage performance. Because Mercury is marching us towards our mates’ scent with furious anger and she won’t let me take back the reins. She’s released our scent and maelstrom is about to begin. I’m sorry Tanaca, if you're still in the room when we get there, I can’t save you.

                                                                      Kealamauloa

It’s a good thing I told that other girl to run into another room afterwards because just as expected making her jealous worked. The sultriest scent of chocolate covered pomegranates was permeating the air and I knew that entrancing aroma was coming from my mate. I finally found her, and I couldn’t be happier… I just pray to the Moon Goddess that I live long enough to enjoy having a mate because I know she’s livid. The door opens and in walks my furious mate, it would seem her wolf is in control because both of her eyes are white silver instead of just one.

    “WHERE IS SHE?” my mate’s wolf asks, but it sounds more like a threat. She’s so sexy when she’s mad. I stand up from the couch and within seconds I’m in front of my mate. I want to touch her, so I cup her face in my hands and she purrs at me.

“Hi beautiful, my wolf has been going crazy all night because your human has been hiding your delicious scent from us. We didn’t want a dance from that girl, we wanted you to come to us and release your scent.” I explained. The anger I felt from her is gone, I kiss her forehead and addictive sparks shoot through our bond.

    “My wolf’s name is Keahi, can we have your name please?” I ask keeping my lips connected to her forehead.

    “I’m Mercury.” She purrs, which subsequently makes Keahi purr, he’s already smitten.

    “Mercury, my love, Keahi wants to talk to you, could you please let your human take control back so we can talk to our mates?” I asked moving my head back so I could look at her face again. She nodded and her green eye returned letting me know my mate was in control.

    “Hi gorgeous, I’m happy to officially meet you.” I said with a smile.

    “What’s your name beautiful?” I asked and then kissed the inside of her palm; her skin tastes so sweet.

    “Hi, I’m Jade Silver.” She replies smiling at me. The irony of her having complete heterochromia with eye colors matching her name is not lost on me, I’ll have to ask her parents if that was intentional. My goddess her voice gives me goosebumps, her personal scent and the scent of her arousal is giving me a hard time.

    “I’m Kealamauloa Nazo Hamamoto.” I said with a smile. She tilted her head, and I could tell she was trying not to say my name wrong before she repeated it back to me.

    “It’s pronounced key-AHL-ah-mow-LAW-ah nah-so ha-ma-mo-toe, Jade.” I said before kissing her other palm, the shiver when I called her by her name didn’t go unnoticed.

    “Kealamauloa Nazo Hamamoto.” Jade repeats back smiling proudly because she got it right on her first try.

Goddess I was trying to be a gentleman, but the way she said my name is the straw that breaks the camel’s back for me. I’m quite sure she noticed that my eyes went black with lust, I want my mate, and I want her now. My hands gripped the back of her thighs and I lifted her up, she froze at first, but she wraps her legs around my waist, and she leans into the kiss that I initiate. Our kiss started off softly and exploratorily as we both adjusted to being with our mate and the resulting mate bond sparks. 

    It didn’t take long before restraint started to leave us. My hands gripped her butt while she linked both arms around my neck to pull me as close as possible. Our kisses turned hungry and needy; I knew I needed to stop here before I lost my ability reason. As much as I want my mate, I’m not taking her on a couch in a strip club and having that be our first time together.

    “Not here Jade, do you want to go home or to my hotel room?” I asked, trying to keep the alpha in me at bay, I want to make her comfortable.

    “Well your friend from the bar is my best friend and roommate’s second chance mate. She’s half vampire half human, so she has to go her room at our apartment since it’s sunlight safe. I’m sure they’ll be um, preoccupied…” she says sheepishly while rubbing her neck. Caiden’s second chance mate is my mate’s best friend, the moon goddess sure works in mysterious ways.

    “Kealamauloa I need to go to the locker room to get my stuff. I can’t go outside dressed like this.” Jade said. The thought of anyone else seeing her in this outfit was maddening, I want to wolf out, but this is her job, and I won’t cause a scene.

    “Mine.” I replied.

    “Yours.” She said with a smile and pecked my lips. I took my jacket off and gave it to her. 

    “Please wear that so I can restrain Keahi, now that we’re sure you’re our mate he’ll take control of me and go crazy if you wear that outfit around other males.” I explained, she nodded in understanding and took my jacket from me. Even buttoned up it didn’t cover everything, but it covered enough to keep Keahi focused on his conversation with Mercury. I let Jade down so she could get her things before we left, but when she started walking away, I had to make one thing clear. So, I gently grabbed her waist pulling her into me, moved her hair to the side and kissed the spot where my mark would go.

    “Cover this outfit up, but don’t take it off. I like it on you and I’m going to love ripping it off you.” I huskily whispered into her ear. She shuddered at my words and gulped before nodding and scurrying off. I’m going to thoroughly enjoy tasting every bit of you my chocolate pomegranate.