chapter 3

Stella’s POV

Never have I felt so unwanted in my life by an imaginary lover, the disgust on his face was too much for me to handle. As much as I hoped that he was the same person as my dreams, it was better to leave with the questions on the tip of my mouth than be humiliated further. 

Celine was not sure if she should let me be by myself, but it will only make me as weak as the stranger had said.

After promising to discuss it after work, she left to serve in her assigned VIP booth and I went to mine. 

I moved over to the bar to pick up the order I had placed earlier and proceeded to pick up the tray.

“Good evening gentlemen, I'm here with your drinks,” I said with a big grin putting all my worries behind me. “You have your martini, chocolate-flavored vodka, and dry vermouth with a lot of ice” 

I looked up and I saw that they were staring at me with so much emphasis, that started to make me worry. So I moved quickly, wanting to be away from them as soon as possible. 

I placed the drinks on the table in front of them “If that would be all,” I said, turned, and started towards the door.

“Stop” A man out of the two men said, “We have not told you to leave yet. Don't you have to satisfy your customers before leaving?” he started with an eerie wide smile. 

“And that's why I asked if that was all” I interjected.

“You asked but you were not answered.” He commanded and moved to caress my face with his filthy hands.

I stepped away a little, "You can't touch me Sir, it is against the rules of the club" I said with as much respect I could muster.

"You should strip for us" he moved to touch me again "then you'd have a stastified costumer"

“Excuse me?” Shock was an understatement but I knew I needed to keep my cool. 

“I said strip,” He said again, breathing close to my ear. 

“I am sorry gentlemen, but I am not a call girl. I work as the club server, not a stripper” I said through my clenched teeth.

“I choose who I have fun with. Strip” He said a little louder this time, His breath reeked of alcohol. But no matter how loud it was, no one would hear me between the screams of the party dancers if I decide to shout for help.

“I will call someone for you,” I said, wiggling my way out from his embrace and moving towards the door anyway.

Before I knew what was happening, the second man joined him and pulled him back by my dress, making me fall on the couch. 

“It will be over soon baby girl. I just want to have a taste of what you have beneath those shorts. And when we are done, you will beg for more” 

I swung my feet up hitting the groin of the man holding me down but it seemed I had no power against them. 

Oh God! No! I refuse to have my first sex this way. “Leave me alone! HELP! HELP!! HELP!!” even if the noise of the club was too loud, someone... .maybe a passerby could hear me and come to my rescue. Or Celine, she could walk this way and recognize my voice. 

“Leave what's mine alone before I rip your heads out of your bodies” The powerful voice came from the door, rooting the men into place. Just immediately, I could see cold sweats break on their foreheads. I could not be more grateful. I felt the tension between the two men from under them. They looked like they had seen a ghost. 

I stood up, gathered what was left of my shirt, and ran towards my rescuer. 

“I knew you were a weakling” was what I heard from him before putting he put his suit over my shoulders. 

“I don't know what kind of drink you had this evening, but you are certainly crossing the line” I snapped at him.

“I agree with that. I would not have to put myself into this unfortunate situation if you knew how to defend yourself” I could almost hear the distastefulness of his words. I saw him clench his fist and made an animal-like sound. He looked really angry. 

“I was handling it” I muttered, looking away from him.

“Of course. Down where they pinned you” He was angry, why was he angry? He loosened his sleeves and rolled them up. Took powerful strides toward my assaulters and began to punch them until they were bleeding from their noses and mouths. I wondered what he was going to tell the police when they come to investigate, he was surely not going to go free, there are cameras everywhere. 

“You will resign” his voice commanded, cutting into my thoughts.

“Excuse me?” I screeched, unsure if I heard him right. 

“Don’t make me repeat myself. You will resign from this place” He commanded while he cleaned the blood off his knuckles will a calmness that made my heart thump?

Was he used to this?

“You don't tell me what to do” I forced my arms together to stop myself from hitting him across the face. 

"I Alpha Alexander reject a weak and useless human like you to be my mate"

Thump.

Thump.

The sound of my heartbeat resounded and a dull ache started from my chest. The pain clouded my sight and I could feel the struggle with every breath I took. I was flatass gasping for air and then the tears came flowing in a torrent, while he stood there watching me.

I couldn't explain what was going on with me, but if felt like I might as well die in that moment.

"You can't….."I gasped, my body not feeling wholly mine.

“As a matter of fact, I can. And don't show your face in front of me again” he said with so much coldness, it had me shivering.

I watched him walk away as my body fell back, and the darkness that was waiting for me, embraced me.