Desire for you- ALPHA RYAN Book 1

MICHAEL

Ilay teleported us to the most famous strip club in the whole city. We were in front of the main entrance and looked at each other. "Well, let's go pick up some chicks," I said, and he nodded.

We walked through the main entrance and into the huge building. It was luxurious and not like the typical dirty strip clubs, on the contrary, this one was almost too classy. The music was blaring and all the girls were adorned with feather masks. The outfits were damn tight and made you drool from your mouth.

I grinned at Ilay. "Well, when we're done with this mission, we'll definitely have to come here for some fun," I said with a grin and walked ahead of Ilay to the next table. One of the strippers was dancing on the pole opposite us to the music of King Kavalier-Bad Drugs.

A waitress came up to us and we both ordered a scotch.

Ilay looked around and then looked back over at me "How the hell are you going to find a good hearted woman here, the chicks are doomed to be locked up in hell..." He commented, almost shouting over the music. I just waved him off "Just you wait, this is going to be a night of success, I can feel it!" I said with conviction and raised my glass "Here's to a pure heart" I said and took a sip of my drink.

I looked around me and waved nicely to one of the strippers. She smiled at me and came running over. She sat down right on my lap and made pretty eyes at me "What brings you here? I've never seen you here before" she said, running her fingers over my shoulder.

"We just happened to be in town and wanted to have a little fun for the night," I said with a grin and took her strand of hair that was hanging on her face between my fingers.

Ilay, who was opposite me, rolled his eyes and stood up, "I'll be at the bar for a minute," he said and walked away. Apparently he wanted to keep looking for a suitable candidate.

I carried on chatting to the lady I had on my lap.

'How are things going with you?' Ryan reported.

'Wonderful, I have a hot babe sitting on my lap, at least the evening went well.

'Michael, pull yourself together and concentrate on the essentials.'

'Aye boss, I will. How are things going with you?'

'Me? I'm despairing right now and wondering whether we shouldn't throw the whole thing overboard. The nurse looks just like Catherine. Great, isn't it?' said Ryan. I had to grin, no one could be as unlucky as him.

'Well, just pick another nurse then, there are plenty of them around...' I said. The girl on my lap made it difficult for me to concentrate.

She smelled damn good too, like flowers, jasmine and marshmallows.

Suddenly the lights in the room went out and several spotlights focused on the big stage.

The song by The Weeknd-Wicked Games was played and a woman stepped forward. Her legs so long and defined... The glitter on her skin reflected through the spotlight and her skin shimmered bronze. Her dark blonde hair was wavy and she had blue eyes... Which had already captivated me from a distance.

She stepped forward and walked elegantly over to the pole. The audition hadn't really started yet and the crowd cheered her on. The longer she stood on that stage, the more intense her scent became. Damn, that wasn't the scent of the stripper on my lap. It was HER intoxicating scent. I had to swallow hard and drank the rest of my scotch. A heat came over me and I undid the second button of my shirt.

She spun on the pole with all the passion she had for dancing, slowly and gracefully. Ilay came back to me and looked at me with amusement. I could hardly take my eyes off her, she was simply wonderful.

"Looks like you've spotted something, Michael," he said and sat down next to me. The stripper on my lap leaned against me, but I could feel that her presence was now bothering me. Damn, what had gotten into me? I didn't know myself like this. I was the type who could easily take two women to bed with me. But the sight of her on the stage captivated me, I was disturbed by every glance that looked at her. Was that jealousy? Was I jealous of a woman I didn't even know? No, that would be abnormal... She kept glancing in my direction and if I wasn't mistaken, there was disappointment in her eyes.

Ilay grinned at me "It looks like you've found your mate, Michael..." he said, finishing his scotch as well. "At least the evening wasn't a waste..." he added with a grin "Oh yeah, that must have been last night in some strip club" he finally laughed and looked at the stripper on my lap, who was looking at us with irritation.

I wasn't in a position to give him any answer. The only thing I wanted at that moment was to storm that stage and get her off it.

"Tell me, what's that woman's name up there?" I asked the stripper on my lap. "Oh, that's Colette, such a boring thing, she's finally made it to the big stage for the first time." she said. I felt a rage come over me. How dare she badmouth her? I growled softly, "Get out..." I hissed at her and less than two seconds later she had already stood up in a panic.

Ilay smiled at me. "What now?" he asked me.

"What now? I'm going to get what's mine..." I said, annoyed, and got up from the sofa too.

I looked towards the stage and saw that Colette was looking in my direction. Her eyes widened unconsciously and yet she carried on.

Money was being thrown at her and drunken men were cheering her on and demanding to see more.

She was wearing a thong that showed off her perfect round ass. The bra was adorned with black, sparkling stones and showed off her full breasts.

A rage overcame me as I looked around the place. This was not the place for her to dress like this. She can do that later in our bedroom...

She went backstage when the show was over and I walked in that direction too, taking the stairs next to the stage.

I looked around and saw her talking to one of the other girls. She turned around immediately and must have sensed my presence. I just looked at her and didn't know what to say. She was also speechless like me. "Ehm... I'm Michael..." I croaked out, feeling like an adolescent boy.

She looked at me with those two beautiful eyes and smiled... Damn, she was smiling...

My legs became like pudding and I felt the need to take her in my arms here and now and run away with her.

"Colette..." she whispered, biting her lip.

Don't get weak Michael, give yourself a jolt... or so I thought.

"Can I buy you a drink?" I asked her. Wow, that was really lame. Michael, you can do better than that.

"Come with me," I said to her and took her by the hand. Big mistake. Electrical impulses ran through my body and I now had the urge to mark her here and now.

A growl escaped my throat and I pulled her close to me.

"You're my mate, damn it, I'm certainly not going to drag you to the bar in that outfit." I said in her ear and pinched her ass. "Especially since you don't belong here, do you know how dangerous it is for a she-wolf to be here?" I said seriously and was already on one hundred and eighty at the thought of someone hurting her.

Instead of running away from me, she barely moved and gazed dreamily into my eyes "Do you like what you see? It's just as dangerous for a wolf to be here... with all these temptations..." She whispered against my lips, captivating me. Oh her voice was so sweet...

I growled softly and squeezed harder on her ass "Don't make me undress you here and now and show you what I like." I said softly and looked at her.

She put her arms around my neck and looked me in the eye, "Maybe you'll take me with you? We don't really have much privacy here..." She purred. She didn't need to tell me that twice. Hand in hand with her, I walked towards the exit and left Ilay standing there. He would manage somehow.

'Where are you going?' Ilay intervened in my head and apparently found my behavior amusing.

'I'm out of the game for now, you'll have to continue on your own. I said, throwing him a grin. 'I've got another heart to win, you'll manage.

I walked out of the hall with Colette and headed for the checkroom, which was meant for the guests' jackets, and grabbed a chic black women's coat, which I pulled over to her "This fits like a glove." She just smiled at me and buttoned a button.

Damn, she looked beautiful even with the coat on... I bit my lip and put my hand around her waist and walked out with her.

I waved to the next cab "to the Hamilton Hotel" I said and opened the door for Colette.

She gave me an irritated look "The Hamilton? That's bloody expensive... Let's go back to my place." She said, looking at me sheepishly.

I had to smile and shook my head "My family and I own the Hamilton, don't worry about it." I said and put my arm around her as if I'd known her forever. It was just a familiar feeling that was there, I couldn't really describe it....

"W-wait you're Michael Hamilton from the Black Moon pack?" She said uncertainly and I nodded in confirmation "That's exactly who I am... Which pack are you from?" I asked her.

Her eyes widened and I heard her swallow hard. "The Ice pack..." she said quietly.

I raised my eyebrows and froze. That was Arnor's pack... Which we hunted down, at least most of them.

"O-Okay," I said, wondering what to do.

"Did you escape then?" I asked her cautiously, looking at her suspiciously.

"No, I was on vacation abroad and when I came back no one was there, everything was trashed and a she-wolf from our pack found me there. She told me what happened..." she said quietly and looked down at her hands.

"Y-you're not going to disown me for this, are you?" She croaked, looking at me with a pained expression.

Damn it, how could I disown an angel like that? Especially as she is my companion...

I shook my head "No, I've been waiting for you for as long as I can remember, we'll look for another solution to accept you into our pack." I said and gave her a gentle hug.

She looked relieved and snuggled up to me.

"What happened next? You came back here, saw that everything was destroyed?" I asked her and looked at her.

"Well, I didn't have a place to stay... I haven't finished my studies either. I looked for a small apartment with the money I had left and started working in this club to get by somehow. Since then, I've been on the run, the others who fled are somewhere and everywhere..."

"I'm sorry about that... That it had such an effect on you..." I sighed softly and now had to deal with the whole thing with Ryan.

She shrugged her shoulders "It was clear that Arnor wouldn't get away with it forever..."

"Did he hurt you too?..." I asked her, looking at her uncertainly. She shook her head "No, he never hurt his pack members, it was always the outsiders who suffered..."

I remembered too well the day we found Catherine and Ryan. She was in a bad state and unconscious for days, while Ryan was also in a bad state but came through better than her.

I said nothing more and sighed. Now she was rid of her pack and working in a strip club-those were great conditions for falling into ruin or being attacked by some perverts.

I would change that now, she was mine now.