The Alpha’s Stripper Witch

01

LILY.

East Italy was a strange place. When I moved here, I thought life would have been easy and it would be going smoothly for me.

Guess what, I was totally wrong about it. First month into staying at the dorm then, I almost lost my sanity and I began to question my existence.

And for the four years I spent in that dorm, I couldn't practice any witch stuff. Mama wasn't happy with that but she had no choice than to let me be. I am the future witch of the pack and me going rebellious won't be of any help for her.

For that four years, I stayed with Rebecca, whom had no idea of what I was or who I was. She'd be seeing unusual thing about me, especially when mama comes to visit but she never says it out and now, I am thankful that she never did.

Finished collage some months back and I realised going back to the pack won't help me. Maybe I should venture into something different.

Mama was against it, she wanted me to return to the pack and live a nice life, a life that she gets to direct and dictate. But I don't even move that way again, I have something in mind and I had Rebecca to see me through it.

As a part time artist, I get small gigs from time to time and then, in the night I was a stripper. A stripper that wears mask to cover up her identity and also, a witch stripper that uses her power to he advantages.

Being a stripper is something I would always do and I love the fact that no one has an idea of what I am and who I am. Well, except one person, Alpha Theodore of the Hula pack.

The reason why mother had agreed to me moving entirely to Italy was because Aloha Theodore was her and she believes she share a bond, so she trusted him. And then, I have been to the Hula pack because I have nothing to do there.

Alpha Theodore found out what I do in the night and how I do it. It was an accident I made, just to cover up my lies and crimes but seems it has landed me into a lot more troubles than the one I was trying to avoid.

"Lily." Rebecca screamed at the peek of her voice, jerking me out of my reveries. "You know I have been standing here and calling out your name. What is wrong?" She asked.

I pushed opened the door, leaving the side and joining her on the bed. "Nothing." I replied.

She gave me a look, unsatisfied look then she picked her dress for the night. "Nothing? I think we should check your ears." She suggested and to make her happy, I nodded my head.

"I think we should begin to get ready. The car will be here in a few hours to pick us up." She informed and I nodded my head again.

She left the room with her dress in hand, leaving me to check out the invitation card. It was a new club opening and we were to attend as VIP stripper. I agreed to this because a change of club won't be that bad and at least, I won't be going there to think of what me and Alpha Theodore did, in that particular dressing room when everyone was out there, enjoying their night.

That night was a night I don't hate, and either do I like. To say, Alpha Theodore has tempered with my sanity and there is nothing I can do.

He is an Alpha, using my amateur magic won't even work on him. Checking the time, I quickly strip out of my knee length gown and jumped to the bathroom, wishing to forget everything about Alpha Theodore. "He is not worth it." I chanted as I turned on the shower tap.

The hot water flow down, hitting my spine and I held back a moan. There is something about how the hot water from the shower hits and there is no word I can use to explain that. I think I am addicted to it.

I grabbed my sponge and body gel off the shell and began wash away the dirt from my body. On a normal day, I would have spent an hour in the shower but seeing that it is a new club opening and a lot of people will he there early not to miss the programs, I have to be fast and be ready on time.

I switched off the tap and wrapped a towel around my body then one around on my hair. I stayed in front of the mirror, seeing my tattoo reflect in the mirror. It was a historical and generational tattoo that keeps on moving and getting rid of it means I will never be a witch.

Hence, no one knew about it. Only Rebecca has seen it and she doesn't care to know it means or stand for. This is like one of the reason why I stayed with Rebecca throughout college and after we moved out of the dorm to our own apartment. She never cares to interfere in my life, as long as I don't interfere in hers.

"Lily, are you done?" I heard Rebecca's voice outside the door. She must have came to do her hair or her make up. "Yes, I will be out in a jiffy." I replied, dumping the towel that was wrapped on my hair in the laundry basket and I opened the door out.

I sat by the bed, while Rebecca did her makeup by the vanity stand, and she was wearing a robe, hiding her dress. "You smell nice Lily." She commented with a smile.

"Thank you." I said to her. I have been hearing this from her for years and more other people. Alpha Theodore told me once that he was intoxicated with the way I smell and he can't seems to get enough.

Finally, Rebecca left the vanity stand with her face all decked up and she smiled at Lily. "For someone that is wearing a mask, you did much." I mumbled.

"You give the men what they want to see and make up is one of them." She replied with a shrug.

It is true, most men of Italy loves women wearing make up and will spend their last money on them. I'd clearly remember when a business mogul gave me his black card to use until I got tired and returned it, all because of the black lingerie I had in possession then and it wasn't really it.

I walked pass her to the vanity stand and begin to work on my face also. Since I was in a hurry, I baked my face faster and lined out my lip with a brown liner. Applied a lipgloss when I was done and i was really satisfied with the way I looked. Pretty is an understatement.

At this time, Rebecca had gotten rid of her robe and she was wearing a black open lingerie and a lacy stockings. She looked stunning, I promise. "Like what you see?" She asked wiggling her brows and we both laughed.

I wore over my red lingerie, hating the fact that it has to be so revealing, more than that of Rebecca. It has a slit that separated my breast and the back cover started from the mid back. "Maybe I should change it." I whispered and Rebecca heard me.

"No, you are not changing anything. Your sponsored got you this and you have to wear it for the pay." She reminded, making me groan.

I took time and was extra careful while wearing and luckily, for me, it came with a bit thick stocking that was not a see through and covered up my thong. I wouldn't have cared if I knew the people I was entertaining, but this is a new club and everyone is moving mad. "Done. Perfect." Rebecca said, picking her phone and I heard a click noise.

Of course, she had snapped me a picture as usual. I wonder what she does with the pictures and I never have asked her. It is not my portion to ask her. Knowing that we will be revealing our body when we leave the apartment, Rebecca got us some thick garment to cover up from her wardrobe and the driver arrived. "I feel like it is going to be a long night." I told her and all I got in reply was a nod.

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The ride would have been better if Rebecca had not ignored me and was been on her phone. And to make the matter worst, the driver had to pick up three more strippers apart from us, making us five in total.

But I suspect that there will be more in the club, since it is a private club and most men request for a private show. How can five strippers do that at a time? Impossible.

The car came to a halt and I took in a deep breath, adjusting my mask. I don't even know why I feel nausea when it is very unlikely of me. Rebecca was the first to get down of the car, she seemed so enthusiastic to be here. I dragged her to the side. "Remember the deal, don't get drunk. A shot or two is okay." I reminded.

"Yes mom." She responded sarcastically. I rolled my eyes at her, then let her drag me inside the club. We were asked to sign some confidential documents at the manager's office and I didn't get enough to even go through it.

Rebecca was on my neck so that we will go and settle, and prepare for the night. It is going to be a long one eventually.

Was I star struck when I was how the strippers looked like? Yes. Could I not walk when I saw how the poles stood and how it was decorated? Yes!!

For a minute, I lost my damn voice. This particular new club is every strippers wish and then, I wouldn't mind coming back here tomorrow, as long as my clients pays well and will request for me again.

The slow music started to play and the club began to troop in with a lot of wealth men, in their business attires, mostly, foreigners. As the manager explained, it was turn by turn and we will be called up the pole.

We were to stay in the strippers station until the bouncer signaled for us and I was totally okay with it. When Rebecca was called, I knew I won't be going home with her tonight. She waved me goodbye, giggling mischievously and, soon I was left all alone in the station while the music played loudly.

I was beginning to wonder when I will be called, but a minute passed and before, I knew it, it was quater to two in the morning.

This is what I have wanted. I wanted to have left the club before two in the morning and my client hasn't even requested for me. "Miss Lily right?" A voice asked and I answered.

"Follow me." He requested. I instantly recognised the person as the manager. We walked through the hallway of private rooms, where you could loudly hear the nasty moans emitting from the room.

We reached the end of the hall, then took a turn and he opened the door, leaving me there all alone. You'd never imagined that a room would exist here and I think it is a VVIP room. "Lily Van Hansel." A hoarse voice called out and instantly recognised it.

"What are you doing here?" I snarled, anger was laced in my voice and I began to think. Was this way Rebecca was acting funny? And is Alpha Theodore of the Hula pack my client?

Hell, no way. "You are going no where." He stopped, staying in front of my way and got so closer to me.

“Do you think acting this way will make me forget what you did or rather what you are doing?” He growled in my ears, sending chills down my spine and, I knew that I was lost and in trouble for getting myself tangled with the Alpha of Hula pack.

Holding a straight face, making sure that I am not giving him any expression that I was moved by his voice. “I don’t think and I don’t care, now if you will let me go.” I gritted out, getting myself out of his hold.

I walked away, not even looking back. Just because of one person, I won’t change my policy and let my long hidden secret out.

But it was short lived as he tackled me, making me fall to the ground. I wince in pain, sitting up and holding my forehead that made contact with the tiles. "You know, I hate it when someone doesn't take my words. Beside, you are mine, my s*x slave." He licked my ear lope and I held back my moan.

He is an Alpha and he knows how to mess with me. "What do you mean?" I asked, finally getting my voice back and I could feel how wet my cunt was.

If not careful, it will be visible to the naked eyes and Alpha Theodore will know his effects on me. "You signed a contract, remember? Now your body and you whole belong to me. A mistress, you will be." He smirked.

It was speechless, yet I was betrayed by Rebecca and everyone that made me sign that documents without signing. "What if I don't agree to it? What if I don't want to be your mistress?" I spotted angrily.

I am already tired of the game he is trying to play with me and all I want to do is get back home. I can't even use my magic at a moment like this. Mother has casted a spell to keep me from performing any spell far from home or any pack that doesn't have to do with humans.

"You will follow me home and live under me, or?" He drawled and I furred my brows.

"Or, you get killed for betraying your pack and your mother. You know how it will end so I don't have to explain further." He ended leaving the room singing along to the song that was loudly playing.

I stayed there, glued to the floor and I couldn't even cry nor could I scream it out. I was betrayed by someone I trusted for almost five years and yet, I sold myself to a demon. Things would have been easy if I had not signed that documents.

I was still sitting on the floor when the door opened and a masked guard entered. He didn't say anything, rather my nose was covered and fell into unconsciousness.