Selene's POV

The dim lights of the room reflected on me, exposing my cleavages which were busting out of the net romper I was putting on.

My hands were tightly wrapped around the silver pole as I swayed my hips around it, running my fingers down my waistline, locking eyes with the man sitted across the room. The same man that made my wolf hop for joy while screaming the word “mate! Mate! Mate!”

“ common. Kitana , i dare not call him my mate “ I said, trying to caution my wolf.

He has a blue eyes that seem dark, his gaze intense and deep, when he looks at me it’s like he penetrates my soul and saw right through me, it’s sent shivers down my spine . His composure was thrilling but quite unsettling at the same time leaving me on the edge.

Suddenly he slammed his palm on the sofa jolting me out of my thought “ what in the world are you doing you wench” he said!

Fear replaced all my fantasy, and my reality came flooding back in my head.

“ I’m sorry “ I managed to mumble as i held on tight to the silver pole , a streak of sweat ran down my forehead into my eyes and I couldn’t help but scream.

“ get back to work and this time do it the way you do it in that damn club! Satisfying men is your job so you will do the same with me! trust me. I am not the man to easily get satisfied!” He said.

At that point i knew he was no gentleman, of course i knew he wasn’t, i had heard his men talk about how he changes girls from time to time, how dreadful he was and how chaotic his temper could be but i thought he might be nicer to me since i sensed our bond.

Thousands of questions conjured in my head, could it be that he Didn’t sense the bond? A powerful alpha like him? I was certain he felt it, i saw his eyes widen for a brief minute when i was brought to him, so why? .

I guess the why wasn’t far fetched, the mood goddess has always been my hater, how else could she watch all the bad things happen to me. I thought he might be my hope it dawned on me i was doomed forever.

I accepted my fate quickly and continued stripping for my supposed mate, tears welled up in my eyes and flowed down quickly like a fountain as i reminisced my ordeal.

10 hours ago, i was in a club as usual, trying to get money to cater for my stepmom sister and i when my gaze caught some men.

They looked like big shots, exuding wealth, from their tailored suits to their expensive watches. It was clear they had money, which made my job easier.

My lips pushed to the corner as I released a flirty smile, one I was sure would get the men aroused. The music boomed again, pulsating into my veins, and as I continued dancing I noticed a certain pair of eyes lurking at me from the dark corner of the club.

His eyes held me down in their intense gaze that I had to pause and grapple at the person. I shuffled under the weight of his stare, gripping my pole for support as I caught his deadly gaze.

Was it that time of the year?

I shifted away from his gaze, turning my back against him as I continued dancing, hoping nobody spots my mood.

“Hhh” I released a breath I didn't know I was holding, in my history of stripping, i have managed to get men spend their money lavishly but wittily avoided sexual gestures.

“Who brought in a stripper that can't dance?!” A man hissed angrily and then I was reminded of my surroundings.

Stripping at Moons Ego was the worst decision I'd ever made in my life but I didn't regret it as it was putting food on the table of three. I was only 21 years old but had to carry the burden of taking care of my stepmom and sister after the sudden disappearance of my father.

“Are you tired of enticing us?” The same man hurled, mockery lurking in his tone.

Bitterness scattered in my eyes as I looked at him, I bit my lips harshly, sulking in the building anger rising in my throat.

One of the men stood up and started walking towards me, my feets were glued to the floor, my heart beating fast as.

A dark smile perched at the corner of his lips as he brought his hand to my face, tracing it down my jawline.

“Isn't this why you are here? To entice us?” He said and the others laughed.

I squirmed, trying to get away from his touch but he groped my boobs, squeezing them roughly until I groaned.

“Arghhhh.” I yelped in pain as I didn't think he would do that.

It was so painful that I didn't know when I kicked his balls and watched him stagger back.

His hands flew to his pants, groaning as he rolled in pain. The other men charged towards me, their eyes looming with danger.

“How dare you do that to our friend?!” One of the men yelled.

Fear crippled me, I tried to move back but the other man grabbed me from behind and twisted my hands to my back, sneering at my exposed cleavages, “the man just wanted to make you feel better, why are you offended, whore!” He slammed.

“Going sexual isn't a part of my job.” My breath wavered as I spoke back at the man, breathing frantically.

“Shhhh…” he hushed me softly, coming next to my ear, “all strippers are sluts and so are you—”

Tears mixed in my eyes, streaming down my cheeks gently, as the man kept on groping and sniffing me all I could do was whimper silently hoping it ends soon.

“Let her be!” A voice thundered, startled, I turned to the direction of the door as that was where the voice came from and was shocked to see my boss come to my aid, he must have made alot of money to be so nice.

My heart stopped beating for some time as I stared at him, dazed.

He stepped into the light with smiles scattered across his face, he seemed really happy making me even more confused.

“You can go, your work here is over. ” His voice skimmed into my thoughts, bringing me out of the trance.

I sprouted my head like a snake and exited the room, my heart in my mouth.

That was so close and I thank the moon Goddess for always watching over me. On getting to my locker I picked my bag and went into the restroom, as I pulled down my bag's zipper the first thing that caught my eye was the loads of missed calls my stepmom had left me.

“Did something happen?” I mumbled, gulping at the text message she left me which said ‘come home’.

I was really bothered by my stepmom's message that I couldn't wait to get my pay and dogged out of the club, flagged down a taxi and hurried home.

As I stepped into the living room my stomach nibbled and I took my daze to the shrinked figure of my stepmom. She was sitting on the big arm chair in the room and was busy discussing with some rough men that she didn't even notice when I came in.

My brows furrowed as I approached her, “what's going on mom?” My hands were tightly clutched beside me as I took my gaze to the men, wondering why they had so many scars on their faces.

“Good, she's here!” She glimmered, standing up to welcome me.

I didn't understand why she was smiling with those mean looking men that looked like they could kill her.

She hugged me excitedly, which has never happened before, “excuse us.” She said to the men and dragged me into the bedroom.

“Who are those men and what are they doing here?” I raised the question the moment she butted the door.

She held my hands and led me to the bed, making me sit on it. The excitement on her face was making me really eager to hear what this was about, honestly my stepmom has never shared any exciting news with me so this was a first.

“Selene, we are finally getting out of this old house, I got you a job offer that you can't refuse.” She finally revealed.

“A job offer?” I rebuffed.

“Yes!” She squealed, wrapping her hands around mine. “Those men you saw outside are offering to pay us a hundred thousand dollars if you strip for their boss—”

A knot tightened in my chest and I found myself withdrawing my hand from her grasp. I took my gaze to my laps, my head running in circles.

“Since when did you know I strip?” The words brushed out of my lips, sending in an uneasy feeling down my stomach.

She chuckled and stood up, “so you really think I wouldn't know how you get all that money?”

I narrowed my eyes at the dark grin lurking in her eyes, so she knew and she kept on demanding too much even when she knew I sold my body for it.

Disappointment washed down my throat as I looked at her face.

“Come on Selene, this family is your responsibility, you have to take care of us and those men are willing to pay more if you're good to them.”

“Huh?”

I stared at her blindly, “I don't know those men, what if they're bad people and would demand too much—” my thoughts wandered back to what happened at the club.

My stomach made a gurgling noise.

“No, I won't go with them, I can get us out of here with–”

“With what?” She cut me off. “The peanuts you earn at Moons Ego?” She crouched to my level, staring deeply into my eyes, “you shouldn't disobey me now, Selene, you do what you have to do to get us out of here, understood?”

I gulped down nothing as I stared into her dark eyes, “yes mom.”