Mated To My Ruthless Alpha Stepbrother

Daphne's POV

I had always dreamed of a life far away from the dimly lit club, where the air was thick with the scent of expensive wine, sweat, and sex. The moment I stepped onto the stage, I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders. 

Being a stripper had become my only means of survival since my father's death, but each night was a reminder of the life I longed to escape. As I danced, the leering eyes of men made my skin crawl.

And the cheers from women felt more like mockery than support. I wanted to quit, to walk away from the life that had turned me into an object rather than a person. But with a mountain of debt looming over me, I needed the money; otherwise, I'd be dead. 

Each second felt like an eternity as I counted down the minutes until I could finally escape this club. I borrowed some money to treat the man whom I took as my father. He wasn't my real father, but he saved me and took me in, knowing fully well I was a rogue. 

But he died anyway, and I was left with nothing but debt and sadness. At the club, other wolves made fun of me. They called me "rogue" and "trash." They knew I never belonged to this pack, so they treated me any way they liked. 

I had to live far away from the club because of the bullying. People wouldn't leave me alone, so I moved to a new place after my father died. I was lucky to work there; the manager really didn't care about me being a rogue.

All he wanted was to see if I could dance and make him money. I was so lost in thought that I didn't even know Mr Raymond had been calling me until I felt a hand on my skin.

"Come with me," Mr. Raymond said. I followed behind him to a corner. "We have a special customer," he said. "A VIP, and they're willing to pay a lot of money just for you to dance for them."

"Who are they?" I asked. "It's a couple, and the woman likes women too," he replied. "Do I know them?" 

"You ask too many questions, Daphne; their names are secret; you'll find out when you see them."

"If you please them, you'd be walking home with $1000 tonight," Mr." Raymond said. I thought about it. This could be my chance to pay off my debts and start fresh. I could finally leave this pack and start a new life somewhere else. 

"Fine, I'll do it," I agreed. "Get dressed, Daphne; they're waiting in the VIP room," he said with a smile, and with that, I made my way to the VIP room. 

Mr. Raymond's words kept ringing in my head: "They are powerful people, so do whatever it takes to make sure they are pleased." I breathed in and out before opening the door, and