The Alpha's Exclusive Stripper novel Chapter 2

SPENCER must have sensed my plan. He pinned me with a hard stare, daring me to run. But I didn’t. This little freedom I had was all thanks to him. Running would only be a waste of time and effort and I was aware of that. I can’t afford turning my boss into my enemy.

I know Spencer would never chase after me. But he would do worse than that.

Even if my chest was heaving with emotions, I went on. I arched my back and rolled my hips for the only customer who was eyeing me intently.

There were hundreds of men in Oblivion but he made me feel like he was the only one in the club.

It was a miracle how I got through the rest of the show although that was the most nerve-wracking ten minutes I’d ever spent on the stage. When my performance was over, that was the only time when Trevor finally flicked a glance in the direction of the irritated werewolves. He nodded at them and they returned to their seats.

I felt them gaze at me with sheer disappointment but unlike before, none of them could voice out their shameless thoughts tonight.

Before I left the stage, I caught Spencer and Trevor discussing something. For the first time, Spencer looked pissed like he was losing the argument. His eyes narrowed while the alpha just comfortably sat there. He crossed his arms and stared at the club owner as if he was challenging him with his eyes.

But that was not my business anymore. What mattered was that I was done here. Finally. I went backstage and grabbed my leather jacket. My hands were shaking when I clutched onto my necklace, my lifeline.

I was about to head straight to my dressing room when I heard Spencer’s voice in my head.

“Come out here for a minute, Audrey. Hurry.”

I stiffened. Spencer was still with Trevor. And judging by how his jaw clenched, it looked like he had lost whatever mind games he played with the alpha. This was Spencer caving in. He didn’t usually allow me to linger after my performance.

But here I was now, walking towards the very man I was supposed to run away from. Tension wormed its way into my chest.

‘Breathe, Priscilla,’ I reminded myself for the umpteenth time. ‘The more nervous you are, the more suspicious you’ll become.’

Spencer stood next to Trevor who was currently on the phone. The latter must have felt my presence. He ended the call and put his phone back in his pocket before turning to me and eventually locking his gaze onto mine.

I held my breath.

“Audrey, there is someone I would like to introduce to you.”

Trevor Rodrigo didn’t need any introduction. We both knew that. His entire presence already spoke for who and what he was.

“This is Alpha Trevor Rodrigo from the Crimson Moon pack. Alpha, this is Audrey, Oblivion’s star dancer.”

I forced a smile and offered her a handshake. “I’ve heard beautiful things about you. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, alpha.”

That was a lie. I did hear things about Trevor but so far, none of them were beautiful. Meeting him would never be a pleasure on my part. It was a disaster.

Granted, there was no club like Oblivion. Still, the Rodrigos were too high and mighty for this club. They didn’t need entertainers. They had their own women lining up in their estates to please them and to warm up their royal beds.

Spencer’s jaw clenched. “What can I do? It’s not like I could stop the gods from descending on Earth,” he answered wryly. “That would be a sin I’m not quite ready to commit.”

“I need to leave soon. You know that.”

“We have a five-year deal, Priscilla. You still owe me two and a half years. Whether you like it or not, you will stay in Oblivion until the contract says so.”

“But one of them has seen me already. It will only be a matter of time before he finds out the truth.”

Spencer’s eyes narrowed. “It doesn’t change a damn thing. If Trevor Rodrigo doesn’t see you here the next time he visits, there will be a massive problem.”

I know that if a problem were to break out, Spencer could always save himself. After all, he was a powerful Vampire. He had businesses in different parts of the world. He also had connections and numerous cards up his sleeves against anyone including the royals that’s why no one had ever dared to go against him in the past.

I’d never expected obedience from the unruly owner of Oblivion. But for Spencer himself to be this bothered tonight meant that whatever card he had, it didn’t work on the alpha of the Crimson Moon pack which had only made me feel worse.

“You don’t mess with the gods, Priscilla,” Spencer warned. “With your status, you can’t afford it.”