The Stripper Alpha

nting, no matter how hard I tried to hold them back. How could I not worry? The people I loved most in the world were missing, and I had no idea if they were even alive. Seated among the remai

us. It was him. Ashvin, the Alpha of this pack, stood with his arms crossed, his piercing eyes locked on mine. Fury rose in me, hot and sharp, as I brushed past Kai and strode toward Ashvin, my anger dragging me forward. "What the hell are you doing trying to stop me from meeting with my people?" I demanded, my voice trembling with rage as I came to a halt before him. Ashvin regarded me with a calm intensity, the flicker of interest in his gaze only fueling my irritation. "You should know better, Princess. We can't allow another pack to gather like this on our land. You know how these things are perceived." His voice was smooth, but the undercurrent of authority was unmistakable. A shiver ran down my spine at the sound of his voice, and I hated the way my body reacted to him. His presence unsettled me in ways I couldn't explain. "Are you cold?" he asked, stepping closer. "No," I snapped, but my voice betrayed me as a shudder escaped when his hand briefly rested on my shoulder. The contact was fleeting, but it left a burning imprint, a longing I didn't want to acknowledge. "Oh, this is ridiculous," I muttered under my breath, hating the war inside me. Before he could say more, a servant approached, bowing slightly. "Alpha Ashvin, Princess Zahra-Rose, you're needed. The former Alpha and Luna wish to see you." I turned without another word, walking away from Ashvin, determined to regain my composure. The tension in the room was palpable as I sat across from Ashvin and his parents. Kai stood silently nearby, his presence a constant reminder of the delicate situation we were in. Ashvin began, his voice firm and commanding. "We've received reports about the Dark East. Their actions are suspicious, an