Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

Jojo:

My baby was already asleep and safely tucked in his cot when I called Mel for the second time in thirty minutes, knowing that it would have been enough time for her to pick Valerie up and take her to the restaurant.

As usual, she picked up on the first dial. I held my heart in my chest immediately I heard her voice. She did not begin to scream or cry immediately she picked up, I took it as a good sign.

“Mel, what about Valerie? You did not call me, and…”

“It is fine, Jo. Everything is alright.” She spoke with a hearty laugh. I briefly closed my eyes and pressed my phone to my chest. Tears of gratitude escaped my eyelids and ran down my cheeks.

“She’s in front of me, we are walking into the restaurant as we speak. I also told her she would be spending the night at my place, and she’ll see you tomorrow. I’m guessing whatever is happening back there is quite serious.” Mel continued.

Yes, it certainly was.

I sniffed in my tears and managed a brief smile.

“Thanks a lot, Mel. You are truly the best.” I could almost see Mel smile and shake her head. If she was here, she would have told me I liked to worry for no reason.

“Of course, I know! I’ll talk to you later, I have to round off work here.”

“Alright, take care, bye.”

The call ended immediately.

But my mind was still not at rest. Valerie was safe, my baby was safe. The only one out of my sight was my mother, and I had to make sure she was safe. So, I picked up my phone and dialed the number of the nursing home my mother was in.

It took sometime before the call was answered, but the voice of a female at the other end of the line soon stole my attention.

“Ten and the Ives nursing home, who am I on to?” She enquired.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

“Uhmmm. My name is Jojo Wyatt, I’ll like to get through to my mother’s ward. Her name is Doris Wyatt, and if I can remember correctly, she is in room 210.” I blurted out, unable to control my restlessness. I started to pace about the room while she told me to hold on, saying she needed to check some records.

“Miss Wyatt, your mother has been escorted out of our facility by a messenger of Alpha Dom Ten, the prestigious alpha of our pack.”

I blinked twice.

It took a few seconds for the sentence to register in my head.

“What did you say?” I asked, praying to the goddess that the first statement I heard was a figment of my imagination.

The alpha of Ten?! What relationship did we have with the alpha of Ten?! Where was my mother?! Who had taken her?!

“Miss Wyatt, we would have followed due protocol by first informing you, but he is the alpha. He made it clear he was taking your mother to a better facility. We had no choice but to let her go.”

Let her go?! Let her go where?!

It was very obvious and audible, the sirens in my head blaring, the echoes of the voices in my head as they screamed at me. My mother had been taken away. My hand crumbled to my side, my phone slipped out of my fingers and fell to the ground beside me.

My mother was missing!

I shook my head vehemently. No, this had to be a joke, a cruel prank. I wanted to take deep breaths in and drive to the hospital to demand for my mother, but I was far from calm. The only thing I could think of doing was to run.

And I ran.

I flung the door of my room open and rushed out of the room. I sprinted down the stairs like a mad woman – which, to be honest, I was not very far from – and did not stop until I had fallen to the ground in front of Mrs Smith and the alpha, hot tears burning my eyelids as they rushed down my face.

I could feel both their gazes fixed on me, alarmed, scared. But not more than I was.

“Jojo, what is…?”

“My mother is missing!” I screamed at the top of my voice, clutching the leg of the center table, as though it was what would find my mother for me.

“The alpha of Ten took her away! They took my mother from the nursing home!” I continued to wail.

“What?!” Mrs Smith’s voice echoed in my ears as she lowered herself to pick me up from the ground. She made me settle into a couch, but I was restless. I continued to tap my right leg on the marble floor, hoping it would help me make sense of my situation.

“My father has gone too far, this is his doing.” The alpha muttered, but it was loud enough for me to hear. He took the words right out of my mouth.

“What do they want with her? Would he kill my mother if he doesn’t get the child?! What do I do?!” I started to scream. I had tried to hold it all in, believe me, but it just wasn’t happening.

Mrs Smith started could not seem to stand at a place. She walked around the room with a pale face, muttering inaudible words. I could barely breathe, no matter how hard I tried. The air around me started to suffocate me.

Alpha Lake moved closer to me and his warm hand touched my right shoulder. I looked up at him with my teary eyes when he squeezed my shoulder gently.

“Jojo, I need you to calm down.”

I squinted my brows to take a closer look at him. Was he being serious?!

“My father is not going to harm your mother. He loved her for most of his life. This is just a ploy to threaten us, shake us. You need to be calm, Jojo. As far as Valerie is okay…” He paused and his eyes narrowed on me.

“She’s okay, right?”

I managed to nod. His soothing and reassuring tone had helped to calm my throbbing chest. If he knew his father as much as he claimed he did, then I didn’t need to worry too much. Right?

He heaved a sigh of relief.

“As long as she is alright, everything is going to be fine. Nothing would happen to your mother, I can assure you. Just, go upstairs and get some rest, you need it. You’ve seen too much already.”

My eyes widened, but with worry. I was ready to open my mouth to protest, but he cut in eagerly, a polite smile on his face.

I rose from the chair and cast him a long stare. He flashed me a calm smile and I slowly walked back up the stairs, into my room. I was going to cuddle my baby and find strength and comfort in his arms. All the while, I continued to repeat, “my mother is safe,” in my head.

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Lake:

Well played, Cole Rush. Well played.

I had to make sure that Jojo’s mother was okay, and the only way I could do that was to enhance all the eyes I had in Ten and beyond.

I quickly called my personal assistant, Neil, and ordered him to keep an eye on my father. I made sure to instruct him to let me know if my father arrived Rush with Jojo’s mother. And whether or not he did, I wanted to be told of his every movement.

Neil assured me he would do as he was told, and I believed him. I knew I could trust him.

After calling Neil, I called Kenji and asked that he return to Rush pack. The business and the office needed someone to be there, an authority higher than Neil. I also told him to get me fresh and casual clothes before he left. It was obvious I would be staying here for… well, quite a long time. And I was looking forward to it.

By the time I was done, I turned my back to see my mother sprawled on the couch, tears rushing from her eyes. She clutched the silver ring on her finger, and continued to twirl it as she stared into space.

I didn’t speak until I had sat beside her. I touched her right hand and squeezed it gently, offering her a bright smile. She sniffed her tears and forced a smile back.

“I’m always going to be here, mother. You know that, right?”

She nodded and chuckled admist her tears. My cheeks warmed up with a strange sense of affection, one that I never thought I was capable of feeling.

“And you know Jojo isn’t at fault for what happened, right?”

My mother stiffled a chuckle and nodded.

“I know, I can never treat her differently for the shortcomings of the alpha. Never, Lake. I’m fine, or I will be, it’s a promise.”