Bright light escaped through the illuminated halo mirrors dusting a silver pixie over the skin of the figure staring into it. Icy blue eyes with an equally cold face reflected inside the mirror, desperately trying to practice the smile the women in the brothel taught her.

Every day she diligently practiced hundreds of expressions that could give her cold face some structure. Expressions that can add life to her lifeless face. It was not that she wasn't beautiful. In fact, she was the epitome of beauty.

Ice blue doe eyes sat perfectly on her small round face, complimenting her pale skin. Soft plump flesh bounced with a natural pink tint, as she trapped and left them from between her small pearl teeth. Dark brown hair teased her waistline.

The bright lights of the room made her look like a goddess, ready to shower her proximity with abundance and happiness, but she was anything but a goddess in the eyes of the people.

Penny is a stripper, in the largest club of Dark Night Pack. A club that is known for its power and luxury. Owned by the strongest Alpha King of the pack, the club is everything that any Alpha would need in town. Money poured like water, and once you receive a personal client you could easily buy your own penthouse within the next ten days.

But things weren't just that easy, because the girls did more than just stripping. Alpha Damon made this club exclusively for all the wealthiest Alphas of the world. No rules bonded anyone inside the place, and an Alpha could even get away from a murder in this club.

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Penny sat on the high raised white chair in the center of the room. Pinching the edge of an angled brush between her fingers, she dipped it in the colors sprawled before her, before transferring them to her eyelids. A beautiful hue of shades covered her eyes, as she leaned before the mirror painting her eyelids to the best shape to bring out the blue in them.

Lights curved the shadow of her eyes, and they popped with the shades making them look more enticing. A plump brush swayed, scattering a tint of red on her cheekbones and button nose. Pulling out her six-inch pumps, she adorned them complementing the sheer lace bodysuit that draped her skin.

Round perky breasts peeked out of the plunging neckline, her full butt cheeks peeking out of fabric at the back. The curves were voluptuously pressed together to create a lift to her assets in a deliberately wrong size of the dress.

Penny looked at herself through the mirror adjusting her hair to her liking, when pumps and stilettos slapped against the floor. She looked over her shoulder at the bodies that just entered the room.

“O my God, did you see Alpha Valen is out there.”, Alexis practically jumped into the room.

“Yes, he usually pays the largest sum of money”, Macy rasped, when Alexis turned towards Penny. Her eyes grew darker in the shade as irritation oozed their corners.

“Fuck! What's the use, he will again choose this lifeless doll”, Alexis cast a disgusted look at her, and Penny could only stare at her undecipherable expressions.

Penny never understood why all the girls around her talked about her, but never talked to her and so she just ignored them to shuffle out of the room.

The crowd cheered as Penny stepped out of the beaded curtain in her barely covered body. Taking her place near the pole, she twirled along the metal grinding and twisting herself into impossible angles. Her curves bounced as she jumped up the metal, and the crowd went bizarre at her tricks. Bending over she pressed her butt to the pole, grinding herself on the pole and hands flew in her direction hurling money in the air.

Inside the room if the lights made her eyes pop, out in the club all the lights popped her curves to the crowd. Growls rumbled amidst the music playing in the background, the atmosphere in the club growing thick with pheromones.

Bets started to pour in to take Penny inside the cubicles, and random sums of money flew her way.

Penny could just watch the shower of the bills upon her, not really understanding why these people hurled such huge amounts to get their dick into her.

The cubicles were meant for private dances, but they were not limited to it. An alpha could basically do anything in there and the girls had to accept their orders. Obviously, the girls could reject an offer, but only when they could find a better replacement. The rule was thus a limitation to Penny, because she was the number one ranking girl, and she couldn't just run away from anyone who wanted to take her.

“One thousand dollars for fifteen minutes”, a husky voice screeched, only to be ignored when another hand rose in the crowd with a bigger offer.

“Three thousand”

“Nine thousand”

The voices kept falling in from the crowd when a low and rough voice thundered amidst them.

“One million”

And Penny got her first client for the night.

Alpha Valen, the ruthless Alpha of the Blood Moon pack was best friends with Alpha Damon. He had no limits, nothing could stop him and if it weren't because Penny was Alpha Damon’s favorite, he would have taken her as his slave.

“Come on little whore, let me wreck you”, Alpha Valen says, pulling Penny towards the cubicles.

His brown eyes raked over her body, lustfully ogling at her curves.

Penny let the Alpha drag her like a ragdoll to the cubicles. Neither a shriek nor cry of protest left her body. All the staff in the club watched as she was dragged towards the cubicle, some eyes looked at her with pity, some with arrogance, but no one stepped forward to stop him.

How could anyone when Penny herself never looked like she was affected by the ruthless behavior of the people? Penny was basically lifeless. She felt no emotions inside or outside. Hell, she didn't even know what feelings were.

Happiness, sadness, anger, and love were just words for her that had a meaning, but she never felt them. Like her life, she was lost. Nobody knew what she was or who she was and that just started and ended her story.

Groans echoed throughout the cubicles, the walls shaking with the impact of the actions that went inside; especially the last one. Alpha Valen mercilessly pounded into Penny, digging his nails inside her skin. His tongue lapped at every visible inch of flesh, biting into it littering her skin with bruises.

Her stone-cold eyes stared at the wall before her diligently counting the engraved squares that sprung to life with the pumping lights. Her fist clenched on the ground supporting her body to not fall face first with every thrust. Her lips parted and she moaned as she was taught.

After years of working, her body involuntarily knew what it needed to do. It tightened and loosened in the right rhythm, spilling out voices at regular intervals to satisfy the person, and while she never knew why all of the actions were necessary when she could just lie down, she still did them diligently.

Fingers curled around her neck from back pushing her body to Valens' chest when he groaned in her years, “How do you like this little whore?”. Valen spasmed inside her twitching with every heartbeat.

“Good”

“Good what little whore”, his fingers tightened on the grip.

“Good, master. Fuck me harder Alpha I need you to knot me”, Penny said robotically trying her best to breathe through the tight grip.

Lips landed on her earlobe tugging at the flesh, “Little whore, you can only wish I will knot you”. Valen laughed, pride filling in his system. His eyes flickered between green and brown, his wolf surfacing his body and taking over. The pace of his hips increased when long claws protracted through his hands.

Loud growls filled the space and with one last thrust Penny’s body fell to the ground. Her chest heaved up and down with the impact of the tight grip on her throat and she desperately took long breaths to make up for the lost oxygen in her body. Finally, releasing her breath she pushed herself up from the floor. Turning in every direction she managed to find her lacy bodysuit that was discarded in some far place. As she stood up she felt something trickling along her leg.

When her hands traveled between her legs she felt a patch of wetness. Bringing her hands before her eyes she saw the red scattered along her fingertips.

Her eyes once trailed over her fingers, and she walked to the corner of the room to retrieve some tissues from the drawer. Wiping off the blood on her fingers and between her legs, she slipped into her dress.

Turning on her heels she limped her way towards Valen when his lips tugged up in a smirk and all Penny did was look at him straight in the eyes, not once retracting her gaze.

“Little whore can do anything for money”, Valen says, watching her intently.

“Tell me little whore, what do you do with all the money?”

“I buy food, pay rent and buy clothes”, Penny says in an indifferent voice.

Valen shakes his head in amusement. With the amount of money he gives her in a month, she could pay the rent of some high end apartment for the next three years.

“Little whore I can never get satisfied by you. I wish you had a wolf, my wolf would have been so happy to fuck her as well”, he laughs. Picking out a waddle of bills out of his pocket, he throws it toward Penny.