The Alpha’s Exclusive Stripper by Selena Madrid
Chapter 22
“I CALLED to say goodbye.”
I drew a sharp breath. Based on what Trevor had said earlier, somehow, I was expecting this.
“You don’t need to come to the club from tomorrow onwards. Your Alpha banned me from seeing you or contacting you again. He has our contract in his possession. He bought it from me which means you are now free from me, Priscilla. Congratulations.”
My back straightened as I stared at the night sky. I didn’t know blood contracts could be bought. “What do you mean? How did that happen?”
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Spencer laughed, but despite the distance, I heard the sarcasm that lies behind it. “Have you forgotten? Trevor Rodrigo is a f*ucking god. He works in mysterious ways. Everything is possible for him.”
Thankfully, the contents of the contract didn’t say anything about my wolf genes or the n*ecklace. Spencer made sure of that in case something happens and our contract gets revealed to the public.
For the second time today, guilt rose inside me. “I’m sorry, Spencer. I really am.”
“I’m not taking it against you, Priscilla. It was not your fault that you got entangled with the mad alpha.”
My h*ands unconsciously played with the silk sheets. I never had one before. Tonight, I kept looking at the things around my room, wondering if I really deserve them. But when I think about how cruel the wolves had been to me, I would shove my insecurities away and remind myself to enjoy the luxury.
“Are you… alright?”
“Of course. Stop being upset about it. I will be as good as new in a day or two.”
If it would take Spencer that long to heal, that just meant he was far from being alright. “What about the spell you’ve been working on? You said you need my blood forthat.”
That was the second condition in the new contract aside from being a stripper. As a regular dancer, I would give him a few drops of my blood at least once a week. For some reason, he found my blood special which his staff found weird saying that he was the only vampire who feeds on a wolf. He had a constant headache from living away from his kingdom for a long time and he found comfort through my blood.
But then again, everything about me was similar to a human. Without my wolf, Spencer wouldn’t have to worry about being poisoned by my blood.
As a stripper, he demanded a bag of blood every three months. Meeting the requirements will ensure that I would only need to work for him for a year.
Spencer once told me that he was using the supernatural beings’ blood for a very important spell which he was working on with a mage because he needed it to locate someone. That’s why the customers in Oblivion never paid with money. Spencer didn’t need that. Instead, they paid through blood and favors. He did not reveal the details but apparently, the missing person was a vampire too.
Spencer was not allowed to return to his own kingdom unless he found that person. The second floor in Oblivion had the painting of his kingdom and I caught him staring at that painting with yearning in his eyes a few times before.
I know he had been wanting to go back home. That was the reason why I wanted to help him too.
“The alpha bastard gave me all the blood I would need for the spell so he could buy you from me. He had given me different types of blood which I think would make the tracing spell easier. I don’t know where they came from and it doesn’t matter now. He also granted me a favor which, of course, happened before he punched the hell out of me for hiding the contents of the new contract from him.”
Spencer sighed. “Oblivion will never be the same without you, Priscilla. Your omega traits have attracted so many customers. They all paid with their blood and with some favors that helped me with where I am now. Unfortunately, none of their blood worked. But this new set-up has its own appeal as well since this increases my chances of succeeding with the spell this time.”
“I truly wish that you find whoever you are looking for, Spencer.”
“Thanks.”
There was a long silence between us. And when I thought Spencer would not speak again, he added, “The bad news here is you will still have to perform. The good news is that it will only be in front of one alpha. You can start living from now on, Priscilla. You can turn your whole life around now. Use all the resources you have to turn the odds in your favor. Use Trevor Rodrigo and you’ll be fine. You need to be careful, though. Depending on the situation, he could be your key to either heaven or hell.” He cleared his throat. “I’ll… miss you, pumpkin.”
Before I could say goodbye, the vampire had already ended the call.
I felt a lump in my throat. Spencer would only ever call me ‘pumpkin’ three times a year. During Christmas, during Valentine’s, and during my birthday. And he would usually say that with a gift.
Spencer seemed terrible at goodbyes. But so was I.
I laid on the bed and stared at the ceiling after putting the phone on the bedside table. My mind wandered back to Trevor again.
Ever since coming back to this room, I didn’t know how many times I’d fought the urge to t*ouch myself. My skin felt so hypers*ensitive. The need for release didn’t leave me. Instead, it stayed and grew more intense with each second.
Whether my eyes were closed or not, I could still see Trevor’s face as he played with my private parts. I could see how it affected him too. But he was so good at dealing with his b*ody unlike me.
I tried to just sleep off the frustration and emptiness that I feel only to wake up with a jolt when I heard roars, screams, and things getting smashed downstairs. Alarmed, I glanced at the digital clock. It was only one in the morning.
I grabbed a silk lavender robe from the rack and wore it before I quietly stepped out of my room barefooted to have a look outside.
Trying not to make too much sound, I used the stairs. I was on the second floor when I saw Trevor. My m*outh fell open when I noticed that he was currently being surrounded by six snarling gray wolves. They smell differently that’s why I know that they were not his pack members. I hadn’t seen him or his pack shifted yet but so far, these wolves were the biggest I’d ever seen.
I saw his beta and his warriors outside the door, watching the whole scenario with guarded expressions as they waited for their alpha’s signal. They were n*aked as if they had just shifted back in their human forms. Blood was dripping from their h*ands, an indication that they had already encountered invaders.
The gray wolves didn’t seem to be affected by Trevor’s glowing gold eyes or his wolf which was growling right now. It just meant that these wolves were strong too.
But Trevor was stronger.
Two of the wolves attacked him at the same time and I saw how he ripped the wolves apart using just his bare h*ands. Even in his human form, he was faster, calm, and… he almost looked bored as if this was not new to him anymore.
A shiver rolled down my spine. If Trevor could do this without shifting, what more once he shifted?
I hurried back into my room before any of them noticed me. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t go back to sleep anymore. I felt restless. I tried to keep listening to what was happening downstairs but after a few howls, there was an eerie silence that followed.
I stiffened when I heard a loud knock on the door. Slowly, I climbed down the bed and sauntered through the door. As soon as I opened it, Trevor grabbed me by the waist and kicked the door close.
“Trevor-”
“I need you,” he said in a rough voice.
His eyes were still gold, a sign that he and his wolf’s emotions were still in a frenzy and for a moment, every muscle in my b*ody tensed. He looked at me like a giant beast eyeing his prey. He shouldn’t be here until his eyes are back to normal.
But I didn’t have time to say that when he dropped me on the bed and tore my robe and nightgown. Without another word, he buried his face on my bare c*hest.
I gasped.
Despite the initial shock, heat still churned in my blood.
“What are you doing?” I asked as I tried h*ard not to m*oan when I felt him k*issing, licking, and squeezing my b*reasts.
“Stay still,” he growled before s*ucking my n*ipple. H*ard. “I’m destressing. Be a good girl and I might just let you cum this time.”