The Golden Wolf by Rizonne Alexander (free novels to read .TXT) 📕

made my way to the pole and started my routine to my favourite song. I did my famous twerking and went down to the ground after eyeing a drooling pervert. I had his face between my legs rubbing against my pussy making him breath in every bit. I twisted around onto my knees having his face still between my legs, I twerked hard on his face as he reached over and placed a $200 into my hand. I did a few more moves and the song ended meaning I was done. I picked up the rest of the cash on the stage, turned around and gave my signature goodbye and flashing my nipples at the hungry dogs. I did this for the next three hours and took a long break till my shift started. I got dressed in clothes and made my way to the café for something to eat. I ordered a pizza and some coffee. My stash was up and I needed a caffeine hit. I sat peacefully eating and having my coffee, some people will never think that I’m a stripper. It’s a job, no feelings attached although I know when I started dancing it was merely an emotional high. It made me feel wanted, extra cash and I felt somewhat good after every performance. Once I left the casino, I was back in my hole, depressed and unwanted as always. My heart suddenly jumped and I grabbed my chest feeling out of breath. “What the fuck?” I said and thought out loud. It stopped almost immediately but as if a surge of electricity just moved through my body. I wiped my mouth and hands off with the napkin and made my way back to the casino for my actual shift. I dressed into something different, Cowgirl. Gear and all. The announcement was made and I made my way up to stage with a different routine. As I was dancing I noticed another drooling pervert and flipped him over twerking. This was really a hard job I swear, it had me sweating and breathing heavy but at the same time I could not show it. I let the man go and turned around to face the crowd one more time before my last move and then it happened. Standing tall and muscular between the crowd, staring at me and watching every single move I make. Never did I think I would feel it, think it or experience it. I looked him straight in his eyes which turned silver and mine reacted to it. I felt my body surge with electricity, I felt hot and weak. I fell to the ground breathless, my heart racing as our eyes linked. I couldn’t break free. It was like a trance. I heard Carryn, Deena and some girls rush to stage. They pulled me up by my arms as my legs buckled. I stared at him and he back at me. Then I heard it, it filled the empty space in my heart – Mate!

 

 

Chapter 2

 

Lyra’s POV

I woke up with machines beeping around me. I slowly opened my eyes, it was still blurry and my head was hurting. I knew my body was having withdrawal symptoms. The aching I could not take anymore, I need to get hold of my guy for more. I don’t care if I’m in hospital, my body is in need and I won’t be able to think or function. Holding my head, I slowly sat up to try and reach for the dresser next to me hoping my handbag and mobile is there. I opened the first draw, nothing “Argh!” I moaned out loud and in walks Joanne at the same of finding out my misery. “Ah you awake, you seem in pain. Are you okay?” she asked, “No Joanne, my body hurts and I want to get out of here!” I demanded. “No can-do Lyra, the Doc says your heart beat was irregular and nearly suffered a stroke. They will be sending you to rehab too.” She stated. “Excuse me? With who’s permission? I don’t need rehab.” I said holding my head squinting my eyes. “Enough is enough, I am going to treat you like a child because you are acting like one. I just came from the sheriff’s office and got a court order that will be sending you to a local rehab. With or without your permission!” she shouted at me. “You do know that if I was not in this state I would be ripping your throat out Joanne.” I said gritting my teeth from the pain. The nurse walked through the door as if she was heaven sent. She gave me a morphine shot and left the room again. I laid back onto the pillow staring at the ceiling. “Do you remember anything that happened yesterday?” Joanne asked. “Yes, I do remember the girls running up to the stage.” I replied. “Your heart Lyra, I am scared for you and I’m doing this because I love you and I care about you. you can’t keep doing this.” She pleaded. “You will never understand Joanne.” I said, “I have asked you for many years now to make me understand so that I can help you Lyra, I know you are hurting from the years of rejection and abuse but there is help. I have told you this before. I also know that not finding your mate is making things worse.” She replied. The word mate sent chills down my spine. I decided not to tell her that I found my mate because she will make my current situation unbearable. Joanne kissed me on my head and left the room. All I could think about was him and why now. His silver eyes pierced mine making sure I feel him; the feeling was so overwhelming that my body and heart could not stand it. Where did he come from? Why now? What next? How does this work? All these questions I thought to myself. I looked down at my body that laid on the hospital bed, I am a stripper. A cocaine addict and an Omega. I’m a reject, a runt and after so many years my mate pitches. I have a mate, I smiled at that thought. Maybe I should try to heal, maybe I could just attempt. I closed my eyes drifting at the thought allowing the morphine shot to kick in.

 

The doctor woke me up a couple of hours later with my discharge letter and entry to rehab. I looked at the form to sign and at the rehab papers, three weeks of rehab. Three weeks to get cleaned up and clear my mind. I signed the papers and got up from the bed still finding some balance. Joanne left a bag of clothes and toiletries and I made my way to the bathroom to get dressed and cleaned up. Once I was done I grabbed my mobile to call Joanne. “Hey, where is my car?” I asked. “It’s at home Lyra, you have to take taxi home.” She replied. “Really?” looking out the window seeing the rain pour down the window. “It’s raining outside! Come and fetch me!” I said pleading. “No can-do kiddo.” She said putting down the phone. “Fuck” I said out loud, grabbed my things and left the hospital room towards the reception. I handed the discharge form over to the girl sitting there and she handed me a bag full of medications that had instruction labels on each one. “Doctor wanted to explain to you the medication himself but his currently in surgery so I printed his instructions out. If you get confused please do call on the number at the end of the page okay.” She said. “Thank you.” I responded and walked towards the door. I stepped out and the rain caught me, I ran towards the pavement and almost immediately a taxi stopped. I jumped in slamming the door shut wiping my face with my jacket. “Faure Avenue please.” I instructed the driver. My heart was racing and my head felt a bit foggy again, I didn’t understand why. The drive was not that long, I looked out the window and I must admit the rain was really downing today. No sign of any happiness on this day. The car stopped and I checked my surroundings; right in front of my door. Unsure, I looked up at the driver – “Thank you I guess” giving him the money and still confused onto how he knew exactly where I stayed. Something about him looked very familiar, I looked again and my wolf shouted and rejoiced. Immediately his silver eyes reflected again and I jumped out the car, I couldn’t believe it. It was my mate! I stood in the rain, breathless next to the car. He got out and came around to the other side, we were both soaking wet. I glanced at him through the pouring rain. He was built like a King. Dark hair, broad shoulders and muscles bursting through his suite. He came nearer and I flinched, as much as I dreamt of meeting my mate; I was in attack mode. It was surreal. “I just needed to make sure you got home safely.” He said in this deep enchanting voice that pulled the air out of my body. I fell to the ground, I felt his arms around me and lifting me up. We walked up the drive way and he placed me onto the sofa that is standing on the porch. Once he placed me down I forced my eyes to focus so that I can see him, everything was blurry as I saw him walk away and get back into his car. He sped away and once he was pretty much in good distance away from me my vision and strength came back. I sat up clutching my bag. I sat there for a few more minutes in a daze. I don’t understand this I thought shaking my head. I got up and unlocked the door to the apartment and walked in. The place looked as if cleaners was here, Yip this must be Joanne’s work I thought. I walked over to the kitchen counter where a vase with white roses was placed in, I could see they were fresh. Very strange of Joanne to place flowers in my apartment, a small note peaked out from one of the roses. I plucked it out and opened it. It read; “I wish you good health Lyra, get better soon” – Flynn Gordon. Who the fuck is Flynn Gordon? I thought to myself. I don’t have time for these silly games and went to my room to start packing, my mobile rang and I ran back to the kitchen. “Hello Joanne?” I greeted “Lyra, I’m coming to fetch you in a few minutes to take you to Evergreen the rehab okay. Be ready I’m almost pulling up.” She said shouting and cutting the line. I went back to the room to continue packing when the door flung open. “I’m here” Joanne shouted. “That was really fast!” I said shouting back. She peaked in the room, “Yeah, your appointment is in an hour and it’s a distance to drive as well.” She said, “I’m really glad you cleaned up the place, it smells amazing and wow those roses look really pretty.” She said smiling. “You have to be kidding me Jo, I thought this was your doings.” I said place my hands on my hips staring at her to try and find a flinch of humour. Nothing. “No, it was not me. The bag I brought you at the hospital is what you left at the casino, I haven’t been here.” She claimed. “Who is Flynn Gordon? There was a card with that name on it tucked in the roses.” I said. “That name sounds familiar, wait let’s check the internet maybe we can find him.” She said which still