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‘’Agatha is to sleep with Omega Redford tonight’’

‘’And Alexia,’’ He rasped her name with disgust. ‘’Alexia sleeps with Alpha Steele tonight.’’

She hated how fast her head snapped towards him as her eyes immediately shot an intense glare at his smug face.

But Marcus wasn’t one to take his words back, all he did was slap the ledger close and strode away.

For hundreds of years now, this brothel has been run and managed by each generation of the Pack’s Alphas.

Which has made it mandatory that no Alpha passes without a male successor. No one dare speak up about how the brothel has to be wiped out, not when it’s been made legal.

As long as you can afford it, you can order your choice for the night.

Both neighboring and far away packs also ain’t left out.

An Omega that has a mate shamelessly orders for whores to sleep with. Even the Betas weren’t left out, talk more of the Alphas and Lycans whom by their ranks are considered the VIP customers.

The Cold Moon Pack is one that a father has no shame laying with his ordered whore right before his daughter.

It all turned even more wild when mated mates would unbotheredly pay for whores and have it out with them right at each others face. No more regards for each other.

She broke out into a cold sweat when the queasy sensation in the pit of her stomach resumed, followed by a nausea that made her head spin.

Since she never want to be in trouble just yet, even as her vision began to blur, she waited helplessly till the likes of her- her co whores- departed to their various spots for the night.

Then with a surge of panic, she ran to the nearest sink, barely making it in time before the contents of her stomach came rushing up. She heaved and retched, feeling completely hopeless as the waves of nausea continued to assault her.

The sink was now stained with the evidence of her distress and... pregnancy.

‘’Can you be any more shameless?’’ A voice angrily questioned and she almost bowed my head in shame until she saw it was none other than Sloane.

However, she would not allow her the satisfaction of witnessing her breakdown.

“That goes hand in hand. Considering we are in the same position, I don’t see you any better.” As her voice raised, she was both shocked and taken aback when Sloane’s slap never came.

“What’s going on here?”

Alexia spotted the pack’s emotionless mistress, Ashley, mother to Sloane, standing by the door.

“I don’t know. Seems she’s pregnant.” Sloane declared with a self-satisfied smirk. Witnessing Alexia’s dejection brought her great triumph.

Alexia felt deeply betrayed and devastated. If it weren’t for the nemesis that had to befall her through the pregnancy, she wouldn’t have found herself at Sloane’s feet, relying on her to keep shut.

All of her misfortune sprout out when Marcus, the brothel’s mere guard, forcefully bedded her a month back.

And might she add, how Marcus was her mate yet treated her so unfairly?

The pain was excruciating, most especially when Sloane was a witness to the situation. However, Alexia would not grant Sloane the pleasure of tormenting her any further. So, she lets out a sarcastic laugh, much to Sloane’s dismay.

“You don’t even own my body, yet you seem to know quite a lot. Don’t you have one or two men’s beds to rampage?”

Sloane seethed in anger in silence, until a resounding slap broke the silence. Ashley spat, consumed by fury as she demanded, “Don’t you dare speak until you’ve reveal who owns the child you are harboring, you shameless brat!”

“I’m not pregnant.” Alexia tearfully denied, the mistress’s hostile slap leaving a stinging mark on her face.

“Mother, don’t give in to her lies. Marcus owns the pregnancy. She must love him so much seeing how she took no pills.” Sloane interjected, adding more fuel to the burning chaos.

“How can you be do dumb, Alexia? If you don’t at least take a look around, take a look at my daughter. She has the brain and uses it! Stop been so useless and be like her.” Alexia’s eyes was filled with both tears and anger as Ashley remarked, resentment routing through her veins.

“Quite unfortunate, I don’t want to be like your daughter. She’s only going to become the same mistress as her mother.” Alexia seems to have had enough of their bullshit, tears in her eyes, she spat directly to Ashley’s face.

SLAP!

Again a slap. Another resounding SLAP!

“You orphan, is this what you do in my absence?” Mr. Carter, owner of the brothel, swiftly approached Alexia and seized her neck, strangling her. Despite Alexia’s struggle against her boss’s grasp, it was to no avail.

“I told you she was going to grow up ungrateful, yet you took her in. Now look at her speaking back at me so defiantly. Guess what? Soon she’s going to be beating us up, Carter.” Ashley began to wail, her assertion only adding to Mr. Carter’s anger.

“You’re going to kill her. H— her breathe…!” Sloane pleaded with fake panic, meanwhile she’s inwardly longing for Alexia’s demise.

Sloane somehow wishes she could help Mr. Carter with the strangling, maybe upon Alexia’s death, men would start to spare her a second look and stop going for such a worthless dirt as Alexia.

“Looks like it’s high time she dies. So unfortunate, you are one of the few who makes me more money.” Mr. Carter shouted at Alexia, to please his mistress but at the same time not forgetting Alexia was the brothel’s favorite.

“Your loss would be so pitifully drastic if you kill me now, Mr. Carter. So now answer, won’t the regret be too consuming?” Alexia was seconds away from death when she managed to mutter, causing Mr. Carter’s hold to lossen, and a chance for her to flee out of his hold.

Alexia start to gasp for breath as her hand held the wall for support, at the same time coughing intensely. If her mouth wasn’t smarter, she would have died by his hands.

“Now no excuse. Straight to Alpha Steele’s abode, young lady!” Mr. Carter thundered, and Alexia immediately fled from the restroom to the girl’s quarter.

As Alexia changed into a new dress and hurry out in the dark night, she placed her hand on her chest to calm the burning sensation there.

She kept thinking of how her life was about to crash down completely. Most especially how giving birth to the baby in her womb in this hot mess shall only have the poor child haunt her forever.

Alexia didn’t know what to do. She’s hurt and her eyes are blurred from tears.

If only Sloane had saved her from Marcus’s bed that night, this wouldn’t be happening. Sloane turned a blind eye to her misery. How could she do something like that to her?

Alexia reached her post for the night but her legs failed her. The pack house was so magnificent her jaw carelessly dropped to the floor.

Furthermore, she felt disgusted just standing there, about to lay with another man yet again.

“This way.” When a maid approached her, Alexia quickly wiped her tears, finally gaining the courage to enter the abode.

Alexia can finally breath once the maid departed but her heart began to race, dreading the man indoor.

She finally entered and letting out a sigh, Alexia closed the door.

“Get on the bed!” Alpha Steele thundered but was immediately silenced by her striking beauty.

Somehow, he wondered if perhaps she entered the wrong house but it was a no. The young woman already threw herself on the bed.

Meanwhile Alexia’s brain was running fast with tons of questions. Why is he hesitating? Does he not want her?

Moreover, It’s only normal that such a dignified handsome man doesn’t want to stain his sophisticated exuding aura with such a miserable woman as her.

Her eyes suddenly went wide, he can’t possibly view her stomach bump, right?

Out of the corner of her eye, Alexia felt relieved when she saw him start to move towards her. Her relief was soon short-lived when a pound of nausea hit her throat.

Knowing what was coming, she instantly felt cold. Like a cold water had been poured over her.

The horrified look on Alexia’s face didn’t stop him. Or perhaps he didn’t notice.

As Alpha Steele got on top of her, he realized he’s never trended with this much caution in his life. He felt like he needed to treat her like some golden egg when he’s never even met her before.

All she was worth was his money. Yet Alpha Steele felt like she’s worth so much more.

“I… I need… the… Restroom!” Alexia announced as her gaze met with the cold, calculating eyes of the Alpha.

That was the final straw for him. Alpha Steele immediately seethed with rage, and when she tried to get away from him, he pounced on her.

Alexia gasped but it was too late, like a heavily weaponized soldier, her puke came drowning him down. And when his jaw ticked, it was then guaranteed there was no tomorrow for her.