The Stripper's Mafia Alpha

Prologue

PROLOGUE

Mafia Alpha’s point of view

Her body was like a priceless and desired artefact sculpted by God himself and I was a notorious art thief trained by the devil himself .

Every single thing about her just sent a flame of deep desire burning up deep within my very being as her calculated movements awoke the beast within me , riled me up , turned me on and gave me a very hard to ignore bulge in my pants .

Her scent was sweet yet a mystery, her eyes were orbs of endless wonder and triggered each and every Instinct within me to react in some way but I couldn’t figure out what to do and why I was so frustratingly enthralled and intrigued by her .

It was almost like her soul was calling out to mine , every single movement of her body just begged me to caress her , leave tender kisses on her flesh ,pin her against the wall and f*CK her senseless.

Surely she wasn’t my mate yet her body called out to me , my flesh craved her touch and my beast longed for her . Not only did I want wild passionate s*x but I wanted more … I wanted her , all of her . I wanted more than just her body and more than just a single night . ok , maybe I’m getting a bit ahead of myself, it might just be the full moon playing tricks with my mind , yeah that’s it !

There I stood at the back of the dimly lit club, my club to be specific not just a club but a strip club at that . My eyes were glued to the stage where a beautiful and mysterious exotic dancer moved gracefully to the music and enchanted me with her each and every movement . Her curves seemed to flow in perfect harmony with the rhythm, as my heart seemed to start racing and pulsating harder as I watched her in awe .

I couldn’t help but feel drawn to her, as if there was some kind of electric charge in the air between us . As she twirled and spun, I found myself leaning forward, captivated by her every move. Unlike the other Strippers I’ve seen before she danced a bit differently, yes she was provocative and highly s****l but her movements were so controlled, so calculated, sensual and skilful her performance felt more like an expression of art done in an elegant yet sensual manner .

My keen eyes were locked onto the graceful figure of the blonde dancer on stage . Every movement she made was deliberate and provocative, the sway of her hips and the arch of her back drawing the attention of every man in the room .

But as Alpha and of my pack, I knew better than to get distracted by lustful thoughts and give in to my animalistic urges so I kept my cool and tried to not lose control of the beast caged up within me . Yes we were in my club but we were not in my pack , humans were amongst us … worse she was one of them .

Forget just being the alpha, I was the Mafia Alpha for goodness, a hellhound Alpha for that matter … a provocative, sexy and Ohhh so alluring stripper shouldn’t be able to make me lose my sense of control like this no matter how turned on she made me .

The more I looked at her the more I actually saw her , she was more than just a stripper , no ! She was an enchantress… whether she did it on purpose or not , knew what she was doing or not…she had enchanted and tempted me . She was now not just a stripper but she was the stripper that I desired and I had to have her .

She was beyond beautiful, with long blonde hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves, and dazzling blue eyes that seemed to shine on stage .

Her body was slim while delicate, full of curves and toned at the very same time her calculated movements were controlled yet fluid . She moved with an elegance that was captivating, but it was the subtle s****l undertones that made my inner wolf growl in response . I could just feel the hellhound within me slowly rising to the surface and yearning for more but I wasn’t exactly sure more of what .

For a second there I didn’t even know how to react to the yearning that I felt for her . It was rare for my Beast to react like that to any woman talk less of a seemingly human woman especially since I have never even had a single conversation with the beauty seducing me with her eyes , body , aura and soul .

All of a sudden, almost as if in a blink of an eye, she was in front of me . I thought I was hallucinating for a second when next thing I knew she was standing on my table, her body wet from a sudden splash of water . I was transfixed as she danced even closer to me , her hips swaying back and forth and her hands moving ohh so torturing slowly over her body making me wish it was my hands that were all over her wet body like that .

Something about her made me feel alive, as if all the passion and strength of the beast within me was suddenly unleashed . I felt a primal urge to take her, to possess her, to claim her as my own.

But as quickly as she appeared, she was gone, fading back into the shadows of the club . I sat there, feeling the coolness of the splashes of water on my skin and the scent of her lingers in my senses . There was something about her that I couldn’t resist, a pull that was impossible to ignore.

I looked down at my slightly wet clothes, feeling the fabric cling to my skin . This night had taken a turn that I hadn’t expected, but I wasn’t complaining . I was ready for whatever this mysterious dancer had in store for me.

The music continued to pulse through the club, and I found myself lost in the rhythm, pausing only briefly as the waitress brought me another drink . I took a quick sip, my eyes never straying too far from the stage.

And then, just as suddenly as before, she was there again, this time straddling me, her body pressed tight against mine making my clothes straight out wet and the bulge in my pants to get even tighter.

Her touch just lit up the desire within me and made me crave more . Either I was too turned on or too horny but in that very moment I almost lost control of my hormones. The heat between us was intense, and I couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire like nothing I’d ever experienced.

Her body moved In perfect synchronization with the beat of the music, and I was helpless to resist her . I let myself be lost in the moment, all thoughts of anything else fading away as her lips found mine.

My eyes narrowed as I watched her, taking in every detail . I couldn’t deny the attraction I felt towards the stripper, but I also couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off . My senses were heightened, and I could smell the faintest hint of fear coming from her

The other people watching and making noise was soon a thing of the past as I wasted no time ensuring I got a private dance in my office . No words were exchanged as I mind linked the club manager ,grabbed her hand and gently nudged her towards my office .

In an idea world I would have said I led her towards my office but no … she led me . The cunning smile on her face made it very clear that she knew exactly who I was and loved every bit of control that she had over me as she walked in front of me with my eyes glued on her swaying hips moving up and down ,left and right .

She wanted no time aggressively pushing me to the couch in my office before closing the door behind her . There I sat on my throne, letting her take charge and be in control as I remained mesmerized and lost in thought as I watched the breath-taking dancer twirl and spin across my office floor , shaking her a*s and further tempting me to take her right there on my office floor .

Her beauty was unmatched, and I couldn’t help the urge to feel her close to me . With every step she took, my heart raced faster and faster, and my senses heightened . I knew there was something different about her; something that drew me to her like a moth to a flame . I didn’t want to ruin the night by being my normal controlling and demanding self so I used everything in me to just hold back my urge to be in control .

As she gracefully made her way off the floor and towards me , my eyes followed her every move . I could feel my beast stirring inside of me, urging me to grab her by her neck and lay my lips on hers , to rip all of the fabrics barely hanging on to her body off her and claim her as mine in each and every way possible .

But I hesitated, unsure of what the consequences might be . It was no secret that I had no mate ,beloved or anything of that sort so she definitely wasn’t any of that besides she didn’t seem to be a supernatural creature so I would be risking way too much by taking her . She might just be doing her job , dancing ,stripping, giving me a lap dance and seducing me .

I was not about to do anything to take advantage of that situation, maybe I’m misreading the signs and anything I do would feel like s****l harassment ,attempted r*pe maybe even murder if you consider just how wild and beastly I can get if I lose control. What if I can’t stop , what if I start something I can’t handle . Yes , I do have a heart somewhere deep ,deep ,deep down if you keep looking . With all of the rumours about me and cruel things I had done in my life this is where I drew the line… Even us monsters have to draw the line something, right ?

Normally I would count on being able to control myself but with her it was different and I just couldn’t risk letting the beast in me out to play . I was the Hellhound Mafia alpha of my pack, responsible for their welfare and protection as well as responsible for keeping the supernatural realm secret to humans. The thought of losing control and revealing myself to her was a risk I couldn’t afford to take.

Just as I was trying to control my urges and try to talk to the beautiful temptress before me , my focus was immediately interrupted by the sound of a door opening and some manner less , disrespectful i***t walking into my office without knowing .

Instinctively, my hand reached for the dagger sheathed at my hip . I scanned my surroundings, my senses on high alert . I couldn’t afford to let my guard down, especially with everything going on between my gang and the other Mafia gangs .

As my eyes travelled back to the beautiful woman that had captivated my soul, I saw the panic in her eyes as she quickly exited the room , her eyes downcast and her movements jerky . My suspicions grew as I watched her leave, and without a second thought, I made my way towards her trying to grab hold of her before I lost her .

Just as I was about to make my move, the manner less i***t pack warriors that had badges in my office rushed towards me, interrupting me in my movements . “Alpha,

My alpha,” the pack warrior gasped, his eyes wild with urgency . “The prisoner has escaped from the dungeon . The club is full and I don’t want to cause a commotion but I know we must act quickly!”

I cursed under my breath, torn between my duty to my pack and my desire for the mysterious exotic dancer . “Very well,” I replied grudgingly, “gather the men that are nearby and sober and let’s move out.”

As my warriors hurried to prepare, I stole one last longing glance at the direction that the blonde beauty had walked in . I made a silent promise to myself to find her and find her . With a heavy heart, I turned and followed my pack into the night in search of the snitch that I hadn’t finished interrogating .

It did not take long to find the i***t trying to limp away to his great escape . He didn’t even manage to get far but that was to be expected after the beating I gave him . By the time I found the i***t I was just too pissed off and too annoyed to waste my time with him and so I shot him . I already tortured all of the information I needed out of him anyway besides… dead men tell no tales .

*Bang ! bang ! bang !*

My face remained emotionless as I remained unphased by the pool of blood flowing out of his pathetic dead body . “Good riddance,” I said to myself before mind linking the clean up crew to come clean up my mess before anyone saw .

As I stood there in the empty alleyway, my gun still smoking from the shot I had just fired, I couldn’t help but think about the sexy stripper that had captivated my mind . The escaped prisoner lay lifeless on the ground in front of me and I couldn’t help but be unbothered by the sight. I had done worse so this really didn’t phase me . I knew the consequences of letting him go would have been far worse, so I did what I had to do . But I somehow couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that was slowly creeping over me.

Suddenly, I heard a rustling noise coming from the other end of the alleyway . I immediately aimed my gun in that direction and waited silently . Perhaps it was just a stray cat, one of my pack members or maybe it was something else entirely . Either way, I wasn’t going to take any chances.

As I waited, my mind raced with possibilities . Had someone seen me shoot the traitor? Was it a rival gang member, here to take me down once and for all? Or could it be something even more disastrous – a clueless human who had witnessed me commit a murder? To be fair it wasn’t my fault that I killed the bastard, he had it coming… Everyone knows snitches don’t get stitches, they get dead and dead men don’t need stitches .

Seconds turned into minutes as I stood there, before finally giving up and deciding to just shoot whoever it was . The cleaning crew was already on their way so what’s one more dead body ? The person made no attempt to identify themselves and I was in no mood to go chasing after them . So I made a split second decision to just shoot and ask questions later, maybe even ask questions never .

As I pulled the trigger, I felt the weight of the gun in my hand and the explosion of sound echoed throughout the club’s back alleyway.

*Bang ! Bang ! Bang! … Thud!*

I could hear the sound of the body loudly collapsing to the floor and I just knew that the job was done. Normally I would go check who it was and finish them off if they weren’t actually dead but I did not have the luxury of such time ,besides I had a beautiful temptress waiting for me inside . The music was bound to cover up the loud banging of the gunshots so the plan was to just sneak back into the club like nothing happened .

As I took a step towards the club’s front entrance my body just froze in place . Shivers went down my spine as I felt the cold night breeze blow by carrying the metallic scent of blood with it .

In that very moment, I swear my heart just stopped beating, no blood was being pumped by my heart and no oxygen was being pumped into my lungs as every inch of my body collapsed into a crushing realization .

The scent of her blood alone just felt like a hard gut punch as I totally forgot about the traitor with the scent of his blood overshadowed by her blood .

My feet moved on their own accord almost as if on autopilot . It was almost as if she literally called out to me with her pain filled whimpers and moans cutting right through my heart and tearing apart from the inside out .

The air was suffocating me with her scent as her blood filled my senses and the sight of her ripped me to shreds of guilt , pain , regret and anguish .

The sound of my body collapsing to the floor echoed in my ears as I fell onto my knees before her .

Her scent had hid who she was to me , her touch failed to trigger the signs and all it took was her blood to trigger the bond and send all of the signs to hit me in the face like a bucket of ice cold water . All of my attention was fixated on the mysterious stripper as I tried to put pressure on the wounds and not move her .

I could feel my beasts range and anguish slowly overwhelming me as my thoughts brought me back into the true reality of what I had done ... I shot her , I shot my ....

Everything just hit me like a ton of bricks as I finally found the courage to accept and acknowledge what she truly was to me . The one word that has been haunting and plaguing my mind finally left my lips as the horrid scene completely broke me … I shot my ...

“Mate”

End of Episode 1 , Book 4 of The Broken Alpha Series