Lumina Club

Alpha Azrik's Pov

“Your highness, someone's called saying Prince Ryker is drunk and started a fight at some club in the human world,” my Beta, Blaze, mind-linked me.

“Not again!” I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose.

“Where the hell is his bodyguard?” I asked, initiation lacing my voice.

“He went alone,” Blaze replied.

“Dm me the club address.”

“Do you want me to come with you?” Blaze asked.

“Fine, meet me outside." I agreed.

I cut the mind-link and slammed my fist on the desk. “That's it, Ryker! This time I'm putting you under house arrest for a year.”

……………………

Blaze and I arrived at the club, twenty minutes later. The moment we stepped inside, pulsing base and neon lights assaulted my senses. The air was thick with sweat, alcohol, and cheap perfume.

“Go, find Ryker. And drag him out if you have to,” I ordered my Beta.

As I walked through the crowd, a sweet intoxicating smell hit my nostrils. My wolf Zayden surged forward, claws scraping at the edges of my mind.

“Mate! Mate! "Zayden chanted.

Moon Goddess you have got to be kidding me!

My eyes locked onto the source of the scent, a woman dancing on the pole, barely covered by glittering scraps of fabric that left nothing to the imagination. Fiery red hair cascaded down her back, and when her ocean blue eyes met mine across the room, they widened in pure shock.

“Mate!” she whispered.

Then she tore her gaze away and continued her dance, her hips swaying in a sensual move.

My eyes raked over her body shamelessly. She was a fucking goddess! Perfect breasts, a tiny cinched waist, long toned legs, her skin glowed under the harsh stage's light.

“Our mate is beautiful,” Zayden purred, awe and hunger mixing in his voice.

“You know damn well we can't accept her as our mate. A stripper omega as Luna? My family, the kingdom, or the council. None of us would ever accept her standing beside me on the throne,” I snapped at him.

“But she's our destined Luna! The moon goddess's gift. We might go feral if we reject her!” Zayden barked.

“We are royal Aphas. We have the purest and strongest bloodline. We will not be weakened by a mere Omega stripper, no matter how tempting she is,” I shot back coldly.

The music stopped and she finished her set with a final graceful and she stepped down from the stage. I moved instantly, cutting through the crowd. I need to reject her now and be done with this madness.

She slipped into her dressing room and shut the door behind her.

I turned the handle and stepped inside.

The room smelled like her, vanilla and jasmine that made my wolf howl.

“You're my mate,” she said softly. Her voice trembled, and those blue eyes of hers shone with unshed tears.

My heart thudded in my chest, I opened my mouth to reject her, the words burning my tongue.. but they wouldn't come out. Not when she was looking at me like that. Not when her scent wraps around me, making it hard to think straight.

Instead, I closed the remaining distance between us, I cupped her face with both hands, and crashed my lips against hers in a searing breathless kiss.

She gasped into my mouth, then melted against me, her fingers clutching my shirt.

When I finally pulled back, I rested my forehead against her, breathing hard.

“What's your name?” I whispered.

“Selene,” she answered.

Selene. Her name was as beautiful as herself.

“Let's take you out of here,” I said.

She started shaking her head, fear flashing across her face.

“I can't ....I can't leave this place until I pay off my debt…..My boss owes my late father a huge amount of money…. I have been working here since I was fifteen to settle it,” she whispered.

My hand clenched into fists at my sides, raging boiling in my veins at the thought of her being sexually exploited since she was a minor.

“Stay here. I will deal with this man. And then I'm coming back for you,” I growled.

I didn't wait for her reply. I stormed out of the dressing room.

The owner's office was at the back of the club. I didn't knock, I shoved the door, slamming it against the wall.

My nose crunched in disgust as my eyes met the repulsive scene inside.

The club owner was a creasy middle-aged human who was sprawled on a leather couch, completely naked. One girl was riding him while the other straddled his face grinding against his mouth.

“Get out” I barked at the two women, my Alpha aura leaking out uncontrollably.

Instantly, they scrambled off him, eyes widened with fear, and bolted out of the room with their clothes still on.

I lunged at him and grabbed him by the throat and slammed him back against the couch. My fingers tightened, choking him, he gasped as his hands clawed at my wrist.

“How much do you, Selene, owe me?" I growled.

“Two…two hundred thousand dollars,” He choked out, his face turning red.

I didn't loosen my grip, I pulled out my phone, opened the banking app, and shoved it in front of his terrified eyes.

“Put your account number. Now.”

He typed the digits with trembling hands.

The moment he finished, I transferred the triple of the sum.

I leaned closer, my eyes flashing gold as Zayden pushed forward. “Her debt is paid. In full. Don't ever think about coming after her again. Or I will shop off this tiny pathetic excuse of dick and feed it to you. Am I clear?”

He slowly nodded.

I released his throat. He collapsed back onto the couch, coughing and gasping for air.

As he desperately tried to catch his breath, he grabbed his phone with trembling hands. Hus's eyes widened in shock when he saw the massive deposit, three times what Selene had owed him.

“What the hell…?” he rasped, staring at the screen in disbelief.

I smirked coldly. And without another glance at this pathetic man, I turned on my heel leaving the office and going back to Selene's room.

I found her sitting on the couch, nervously twisting her fingers on her lap.

The moment I stepped inside. She shot to her feet, her eyes wide with a mixture of hope and anxiety.

She ran straight to me.

“What happened with Lance?” She asked.

“ Let's get out of here. That pig owes nothing to you. You're free to go”

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she threw herself into my arms, burying herself in my chest as her body shook with quiet sobs of relief.

“Thank you…thank you so much,” she whispered, hugging me tightly.

I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close, her sweet scent enveloped me, making Zayden purr with satisfaction inside my head.

After a long moment, she pulled slightly, her cheeks flushed. A shy smile curved her lips as she asked softly. “I still don't know your name yet.”

I cleared my throat. “Azrik.”

Then I grabbed her hand. “Let's get out of here.”

I pulled her out of the room, not wanting to spend another second in this filthy place.

“Wait! Let me grab my purse.” Selene said quickly.

I waited impatiently by the door as she snatched her bag. I led her through the back exit of the club and straight toward my black Mercedes.