Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

Lake:

I took one long and last look at him. All I could do was shake my head and turn around to leave his office, but not without banging the door behind me. I had been a fool to think that he would listen to me. I was very stupid to imagine a world where my father would be quiet and want to reason with me, father to son. All our discussion had succeeded in doing was annoying me even more. I rushed back up to my office, packed my things in my briefcase, and got ready to leave. I only informed my secretary to close all meetings for the day and declare me unavailable. I had to find a way to fix the mess my father had graciously flung me into before it got worse. I continued to walk briskly out of the office building. I did not stop until I was in front of my Range Rover. My driver stepped out of the car to open the back seat for me. When he did, I flung myself into the car and ordered him to drive to our family's mansion.

I had to speak to my grandmother. I was sure I could convince her to talk some sense into her son's thick skull. It would be hard, I knew that. But there was nothing granny could not do.

"Where are you going, sir?" My driver asked me. I could see his eyes rest on me from the rearview mirror. I hissed and looked out the window.

"The family mansion," I replied. He started the car and I leaned against my leather seat when I saw the car come to life. I continued to tap my right foot on the floor of the car. I was trying my best to relax, to convince myself that I had everything under control. But the more I tried to keep my thoughts together, the more I felt myself falling apart from within me.

My phone began to vibrate in the left pocket of my suit jacket and I hissed as I reached out for it. I pulled it out of my suit and stared at the name displayed on my screen.

It was Kenji. Kenji Lockwood.

I wanted nothing more than to end the call and toss my phone out of the car, but I managed to keep my mind stable enough to answer the call and press the phone to my right ear.

"Kenji," I said out loud. I made sure that my voice carried no hint of worry whatsoever. I was not in the mood to hear him try to play "brother's keeper".

"I have good news, Lake."

Good. I could use one at that moment.

"Bec called. He said he had intel on the man, the chief rogue who had been ordering hits and kidnaps all over the pack. There is a face, name, and total background check of the man as we speak."

It was good news. Unfortunately, it was not yet good enough to calm my anger. Instead, it struck something in me. I wished I could hold the man in my hands and pour all my frustration on him. It would have been fun to punch him until he bled, while I satisfied myself with the sound of wailing.

"Who is it?" I asked. I heard papers shuffle and rustle in the background.

"I would send the details to Neil and he would send them to you immediately," Kenji replied.

I ended the call before he could say another word. I placed the phone on my right thigh and allowed my right foot to bounce on the floor of the car, while I kept my eyes outside the window, fighting hard to distract myself from the scenery. In less than five minutes, I felt my phone vibrate. I picked it up in a rush and clicked the home button. I clicked on the email icon on my screen and a file appeared in front of my eyes. Neil's call came before I could click on it. I decided to answer the call and inspect the file later.

"Hello, Neil." I started.

"Alpha Lake, I presume you have gotten the email I sent to you. It is a comprehensive file of the identity of the chief rogue, but there are very interesting facts that you need to hear from me." Neil continued.

I kept my gaze outside the window, I watched keenly as we drove past a dance studio, and my mind wandered to the casino.

Great! He knew just what I needed.

"Let me hear it, Neil."

Neil cleared his throat at the other end of the line before speaking.

"His name is J Wyatt. He is referred to as J, even though we do not know what the letter stands for. However, we do know that he was married to Doris Wyatt about twenty years ago. He had two daughters and was not the best of fathers. Word has it that he abandoned both of his children after beating his wife and the first child to a pulp. When he left the outskirts his wife was in the hospital and no one has seen or heard from him since then."

I remained silent as I listened intently, trying to make sense of the words that Neil had spoken. This man and everything about him, from his name to the details of his wife and child seemed very... familiar.

"I do not know about you, alpha. But I know that this story seems a hell of familiar to me. It cannot be a coincidence that he answers the same last name as Jojo and her mother and their stories are similar, or can it?"

I looked around the car. It was as though my tongue had been tied. I could not bring myself to say a word.

The person who had been terrorizing my pack, making the lives of the locals a living hell, and posing a threat to the lives of my people, was Jojo's father.

It did not make any sense.

"But it's a good thing we have revealed his identity. Now, we would know just how to nail him down."

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The girl leaned out of the wall and walked swiftly into the dark corridor. Brandy did not know what had prompted her to listen when she heard Neil walk into the empty changing room, but she made sure she pressed her ears to the metal door throughout.

She had seen him walk into the room. She watched behind the curtains as he looked left and right before slowly turning the door knob. Brandy thanked the goddess for causing her to leave her wallet behind.

There was a lot she could do with the new information she had gotten, but she decided to do what was most important to her, and for her.

She disappeared into the dark corridor and did not stop walking until she found the door of the empty bathroom stall. Brandy flung herself into the room and locked the door behind her.

She made sure all toilets were empty and there were no cameras in the room. She could not risk getting caught for any reason. If that happened, the alpha would have her killed before she had the chance to answer any questions. Brandy pulled out her phone from the pocket of her bumshot and dialed a number. Her shaking fingers helped hold the phone against her left ear.

"Dear, dear, dear." Came the daring masculine voice at the other end of the line. Her intestines formed a tight knot in her stomach, she swallowed the bile that rose from her stomach to her throat.

"They know who you are now, they are coming for you. The alpha has fixed the puzzle. You need to leave my brothers and me alone. I am no longer a part of this. Let my siblings go." She spoke in hushed tones. Even though the room appeared to be clear, she could not make any mistakes.

The man at the other end of the line laughed out loud. He was mocking her; she could hear it.

"What? Now, now, dear. You know that is not possible. I haven't fulfilled my wish yet. I am yet to have the alpha's head on a stick." He replied.

Brandy frowned to herself. It seemed like it would take more than words to make the man understand what she was saying.

"Listen, Jesse." She snapped.

"I do not bloody care what your fucking plan is. You've been caught and I'm done with my part of this shit. Make sure my siblings are safe." She snarled in anger.

Brandy ended the call before her receiver could speak. She did not want to hear what he had to say, and she strongly believed she had passed her message well enough.

A word is enough for the wise.