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The Alpha’s Exclusive Stripper by Selena Madrid Chapter 4

The Alpha’s Exclusive Stripper by Selena Madrid

Chapter 4

“ARE you still feeling cold?” Trevor asked.

I shook my head and replied, “N-not anymore.”

Trevor’s eyes darkened. “Don’t you have something to say to me?”

Like what? I swallowed h*ard. He didn’t catch on yet, did he? I forced my head to think of something, anything that would help me get through the night. “I thought you had an important meeting? Why did you come back, alpha?”

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“There is something that belongs to me here that I forgot to mark as mine. That’s why there are pests who still foolishly chase after it.”

“What about your meeting with the King?”

“To hell with the meeting. Aren’t you going to ask what that ‘something’ is?”

I cleared my throat and despite my fear, I replied, “You weren’t referring to a person, were you? I mean people, especially humans, can’t be owned. They can’t be simply marked as anyone else’s property without their knowledge. Or else, that would be… very cruel.”

Trevor dragged his h*and down to my nape, sending waves and waves of foreign sensations to my b*ody. “Cruel?”

He sounded as if that word didn’t exist in his vocabulary until tonight.

“Yes. All the men who visit Oblivion think like that, like they could have me or any woman there so easily just because we happen to work there. I know that what we do isn’t really viewed as a respectable job. But we are there not to have fun. We are there to work and make a living. If they are genuine about wanting to have us, they need to make an effort.”

When Trevor didn’t respond and just continued staring at me as if he was reading through my soul, I softly added, “But if you are referring to just anything, I sincerely hope you get that, whatever it is, alpha. If it’s worth it, then don’t let the pests break it.” I tried to laugh off the tension that I suddenly felt. “I’m sorry for blabbering.”

Thankfully, the man called Todd had safely and quickly brought us in front of K building. Dean opened the door to my side. I politely smiled at him. Trevor finally lowered his h*and and I almost let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank you for bringing me home, alpha,” I said as I stepped out of the car in a hurry.

“Wait,” Trevor said before I could leave. He followed me out and brought out a calling card from his wallet. “Take this. If you find yourself in another trouble, call me. Unlike your boss, I would show up right away. Wherever you are. Whatever the time is.”

Both Dean and Todd gasped as if it was the first time this was happening.

“I’m thankful but… why are you doing this?”

He stepped closer to me. “It’s as you said, Priscilla. I’m making an effort.”

I accepted the card and kept my smile on, hoping and desperately praying that I would never need it. Owing something to Trevor would never be good. He would never do anything for free.

He would certainly demand for a payment. And it could be more than what I could afford. He was still a Rodrigo, after all. And Rodrigos never changed.

After thanking the alpha, I walked away, aware that he was still watching me. I could feel his burning gaze on my back. I only heard his car leave after I entered the building.

I rushed to the elevator.

But I should have known that my prayers won’t be heard. And they never will. Because as soon as I reached my unit, I received a call from my boss.

“I didn’t get to answer your call a while ago. I was in the hospital,” he said.

“It’s fine. I’m-”

“No, it isn’t fine. This is about Addison. She got in a major accident.”

My steps faltered. Spencer was the only one who had Addison’s phone number. He was our bridge whenever she and I wanted to contact each other. “What? How is she? Where are you?”

“I will tell you the rest of the details later. Right now, just know that she would need a werewolf blood, Priscilla, otherwise, she wouldn’t survive the night. It is not just any blood, but royal werewolf blood.”

Only those who possessed royal blood had the ability to heal human injuries, no matter how fatal, without turning them into werewolves. It was the same with Spencer. His blood had the power to heal but it would mean turning Addison into a vampire.

Right now, there was only one royal we knew. The crown prince.

“There is only one way to save her,” Spencer added. “But it comes with a price. A very high price.”

“I know.” I clutched Trevor’s calling card. I didn’t think that I would be giving him a call soon.

My heart broke when Spencer sent me Aunt Addison’s photo from the hospital. I almost had a h*ard time recognizing the old woman because of the wounds in her face and the apparatuses attached in her frail b*ody.

I leaned against the wall. Tears were streaming down my cheeks when I dialed the alpha’s number. Aunt Addison was the only human who could bring me to my knees.

After the second ring, I already heard Trevor’s familiar voice. “Priscilla.”

My heart thumped. “How did you know it was me?”

“You are the only one I gave my personal number to. You need help.”

Again, it was not a question, but a confirmation.

Tears blurred my vision when I nodded. “Yes, I do.”

“Alright. I will be there soon, Priscilla.”

The warning bells rang in my head, they were louder this time, telling me to back off while I still could. Trevor Rodrigo was my destruction but right now, he was my hope, too.

My only hope.

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