Chapter 66 Strippers can't put off the fire rekindling in his heart
66\. Strippers can't put off the fire rekindling in his heart
Alpha Damien felt his wolf whimper in his head. This was insane. He was being seduced by a young girl, who apparently had no idea about his identity.
But that is not what bothered him to the extent that he growled, suppressing his aggression. He was on the verge of shoving those girls away but that subconscious voice echoing in his head stopped him back.
'She's not even gone for long and you're letting temptation take over your emotions.'
His emotions mocked. Then Aura's innocent face with swollen eyes flashed across his gaze. She looked broken as if she was expecting him to come look for her but be here surrounded by young girls, trying to hit on him.
He felt her image flicker before she whispered, 'I loved you selflessly, Damien. Yet this is what you give me' and faded away like a cloud of smoke.
His eyes unbolted with striking drown. Damien's broad shoulders stiffened as he caught the young girl that was clinging to his body like a parasite by the back of her head and peeled her away. She shuddered, staring in his eyes for they shone like balls of fire, making her pour a pained moan.
"Your manager, I wish to see your manager." He grunted as he let the girl go with such a jerk that she kissed the floor with her back plastered on the ground, and walked out of the trap they sought to cage him in.
Aura's thoughts continued to stir his heart. He was hardly at peace ever since he saw her collapsing on the beach. When he observed her leave his arena, he felt a part of him peeling off his body and going away from him. Far and far away. The disclosure of her secret pregnancy worsened his condition.
He was in a state where any guy would want to cry and scoff at himself. A state that would make him feel weak from within and not go looking for his ladylove provided that he was too guilty to face her now, after he proudly threw her out of his house under a thundering sky with heavy downpour.
But he was an alpha. He knew his limits and accepted his mistakes. As an alpha it was not acceptable to show the impact of guilt on his face. It was not appreciated to let go of a problem when it required full attention from him. Above all, he had taken a vow to accept his mistake. Only then, his people will be confident enough to accept their own mistakes.
He was a public figure. All this news around him was bound to go out, and rather than being called a merciless playboy who destroyed a sinless woman's life and a cruel father to an unborn baby, Alpha Damien wished the world to mention him as a persistent lover and a devoted father. He was ready to go to any limit, to any extent, that would bring him back with Aura in the context he loved so much before this night.
But before that Alpha Damien had important work to undertake. He needed to talk to the manager if the girls were mature enough to do the work they were doing here. His wolf was eager to make sure that those girls were not being forced to do what they tried to pull on the alpha.
The manager was knocked off his breath when he caught the sight of Alpha approaching him. He was in a corner of a bondage room, watching a hot brunette getting whipped by seven men while she stood with her hands tied to a pole over her head.
"A-alpha!" He flinched and quickly straightened his posture as he put on a fake smile to greet the most important person in this city plus one of customers.
He clenched his mouth, noticing his blazing eyes. The alpha didn't seem in a good mood. When he grabbed the manager by his collars and propelled him across a wall, he prepared himself for an inhuman death.
"A bunch of young strippers tried to throw themselves on me. It's obvious they are not from this pack as they didn't seem to recognize me even through my eyes. Now I want to know if they are trafficked or bought from poor families in exchange for some thousand bucks? They don't seem to fit in here let alone have an idea as to what they are doing." Damien tightened his hold around his collars, making it difficult for the manager to breathe.
He was an old obese man with bald head. His small eyes and thin lips showed a tinge of sadism. This man and the club itself was notorious. The only reason why it was still working was because of the perfect license they have. The activities here were conducted under rule and from no angle it seemed like the strippers here were mistreated. The sight of young girls throwing their flawless developing bodies, nevertheless, didn't seem fit.
"R-rest assured alpha we do not take p-part in illegal acquisition of girls. They entered their names in the list voluntarily." The manager's heart hammered against his chest.
The forming pearls of sweat on his forehead portrayed his dread. "Those girls are from Canada and one of our strippers told them about this club as they need money for their uni. I... I couldn't refuse them for young strippers are most liked by the visitors.
I-in fact they are here for a short period of time and on top of everything they willingly took up the job on their own. No one forced them into this, Alpha. They signed a declaration instrument that's made for young workers like them." The manager trembled.
"I... I c-can bring the girls so you could ask from them if they are bought or forced. We have hired them like other strippers in the club. Be-believe me, Alpha." Damien implored him with his flaming eyes.
He didn't look convinced but his internal satisfaction caused him to dismiss the manager. He let out a sigh feeling good that those girls were not bought or sold. Otherwise every time he ran into such young workers in the adult industry, the highest chance was that they were forced into it.
Alpha Damien's silence relieved the manager. The grevious creasing of his forehead Aaa replaced with smoothness, showing that he was not charged up any longer. The manager took a deep breath as he sought to sample his luck on the alpha with the premeditation to impress him.
He thought of the sexiest stripper. "I apologise for a sour experience with young girls, Alpha. We are aware of your taste. If you allow me to reform your experience, I would love to arrange Crystal for you in the best room of our club."
Damien gave him a sardonic smirk. Had this been any other time apparently set in a period when he didn't know Aura was interested in him, he would have taken delight in accepting this offer. Crystal was a beauty with naughtiness. She used to be his crush. Except now his heart didn't want to settle for any other distraction other than Aurora herself.
"Or would you like us to arrange Amelia as well?" The manager mentioned another stripper Alpha Damien was fond of as he noticed lines of worry and extreme exhaustion on his handsome face.
Much to his dismay, the alpha tapped his shoulder and left, not before saying, "Your strippers can't put off the fire rekindling in my heart. The mother of my child would." hence leaving the manager in great confusion.
Tbc...
Sorry for being late. But I'll make sure I update frequently now :)