Moon's Betrayal, Mate's Redemption

Chapter 3

Alora Pov

"Try that again and I'll have your f*****g head off your neck!" I threatened angrily. Powerful? He is just a mere human whom I can crush with just a single twist of my hand. I pushed passed him and rushed out of the room not waiting for his reaction or hell to break loose. I slammed the dressing room door shut as I walked on, leaning on it for support as I heaved a sigh of relief. A few minutes later, Bianca walked in with feat and disappointment written on her face.

"Don't even get me started with your stories Bianca. He tried to harass me!" "What the f**k have you done?! And so what if he harassed you?!"

"How can you say that like I am one cheap s**t?"

"Ain't you? You are a stripper Alora! For goodness sake you've put us all in dire trouble ." A young built man pushed the door open forcefully, making Bianca stumble until she fell on the floor. His eyes met mine and he ordered.

"Follow me." Bianca shot me a pleading look floor where she lay and I sighed. This was it. My first kill in how many years. I followed the young man with one thing on my mind, to kill the fucker who thought he could treat women as playthings. The moment I walked back into the VIP room, he had his back faced to. In the blink of an eye he was right in front me. A cold shiver running through my spine as he leaned into my ear.

"You're such a sweet omega. You have such nerve daring to stand up to a Lycan." My throat went dry as I stumbled back. He signalled for the guards to let go and they obeyed, while I proceeded this new piece of information. I am on terrible s**t. What the hell have I gotten myself into? Lycans were the most ruthless of our kind and had no humanity not conscience. And this was-

"My name is Lorenzo Mikealson. The last serving Lycan King of Hillson Pack." My heart themed louder. Hillson pack was a lack of lycans, they were feared amongst all pack provinces. From history, Lorenzo was the last of the three Lycan brothers. The two elder ones died in a power struggle between each other.

"I-m so sorry. I didn't mean to -"

"To slap me? Forget that." He said coldy.

"I like you, but unfortunately you're already in my black book. Sit." I immediately obeyed, shivering and cowerimg as he assessed me. "You're not here because you slapped me. I ordered you here because of your father. And I am taking you as a payment for his debt." "Debt ? What the hell are you talking about about." I fired back angrily, irritated at him for beating around the bush. I had a job to get back to.

"Your father, now an ex-alpha owes me a sum of $10 million." He said, shocking me to the depth of my being.

"What?! You must be joking. $10million ? What the hell is my father doing with such money?" I fired back angrily. There was no way that was true. My father would never have such money and keep it to himself, letting me work my heads off to make ends meet. I knew him. He was depressed and beaten down by life but he wasn't a cheat, liar and a betrayer.

"You don't know the whole truth about your father's predicament as an Alpha." He said calmly, but the coldness and aloofness of his voice was so clear. "What are you talking about?" "Daemon bring me the evidence and the love recording." Lorenzo ordered and it was brought to him. Majestically, he leaned forward swiping up a a few keys and a video began playing. My father was seating right across Lorenzo, in what looks like his office. "What brings you to my pack, Alpha Gabriel? It's rare to meet an Alpha these days " Lorenzo said jokingly. "I need your help, Lorenzo." My father replied calmly. "I need a sum of money from you. I'll pay you back on a year." "And why do you need such money from me?" Lorenzo said, shrugging as he continued. "I need to know who I am lending the money to and why." "That's the amount is demanding for me to get the antidote for the poison he injected into me." My father said shakily. A tear streaked down my face as I watched. f*****g Lucas! He was the devil's incarnate. He not only pursue us from our homeland. He made my father a walking dead. Poisoning him?!

"Now you see. Miss Alora, I am a man of my words and I don't see the need to lie to you. It is what it is. It's passed one year now, you and your father is to refund me in 24 hours." My mouth fell apart.

"You have to be joking right? It is not a few bucks, this is millions of dollars! How could you be so cruel?!"

"24 hours is all you have to refund my money. Your useles-"

"Don't call my father useless. You don't know what he has been through since-" "And I do not care." He said coldly,

"You and your father have 24hours to refund my money" "Provide my money within 24 hours, and I’ll let you and your drunk father live. If you do not have the money, then I'll buy you off."

"I’m not a commodity. I will provide your money." | stood up and walked to the door, ready to leave.

"Yours? You are insane. I do not belong to anyone." | retorted, furrowing my brows at him. "We would see about that my little damsel. The clock is ticking, my money or you.”