My Sword Between The Alpha's Lips
Chapter 30: Alexander’s Pov: Male Dancer

Chapter 30: Alexander’s Pov: Male Dancer

As the performance came to an end, Alexander’s eyes stuck to the male dancer until the end. His heart beat faster each time the man showed off his muscular body parts as he danced.

’He’s pretty,’ Alexander unconsciously thought as he adorned his mate. When he realized what he had thought, he slapped his cheeks to wake him up to reality.

The music stopped playing, and the male performer bowed down, sweat dripping from his chin. Alexander could only gulp as he continued staring.

Alexander tried his best to avoid any connection with his mate since he was still in denial that something was wrong with their relationship.

’I need enough proof!’ Alexander gritted his teeth, stood up, and went close to the male dancer. The more he got close, the more powerful the mate’s scent was.

Alexander knelt down before the man, and their eyes met.

’What a pretty eye color,’ Alexander thought as if he had been looking at an ocean instead.

"Sir..." the man whispered in surprise.

Alexander’s chin hardened. He hated that the male dancer also had a mask to cover his whole face, which made him unable to see his beauty. His hand moved on its own and lifted the man’s chin to look at him clearly.

"What are you doing!?" Alexander growled lowly. His voice sounded fierce, and his dominance was seeping out of his pores. He tried his best to stay calm, but his wolf was enraged, knowing their mate was working as a slut.

The emotions Alexander felt were overwhelming him.

"Huh?" the male dancer was confused. His brow furrowed as he kept staring at Alexander.

"You’re a pretty little slut. What a waste!" Alexander whispered aggressively as his nails dug into the man’s skin. "Is this all you can do?"

Alexander wanted answers. He thought the male dancer knew about their mate’s connection but acted as if they were nothing.

The male dancer pushed Alexander on the chest, and he immediately felt sparkles in the area where he was touched.

"Sir, I’m just doing my job. If you’re unsatisfied, I can do another performance," the male dancer replied softly and lowered his head.

The male dancer’s response even made Alexander angrier.

"A job... haha, right," Alexander laughed sarcastically while shaking his head. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a black pouch. The soft clinking of coins inside was unmistakable.

Alexander wanted to show his mate that he was rich and loaded. He leaned closer and ensured his breath would be felt on his mate’s skin.

"Your performance was... exceptional," Alexander murmured, his voice low and velvety. "You’ve earned this," he continued, thinking it was a way to insult his mate.

Alexander saw his mate gulped, thinking he was affected by the mate bond’s reaction.

"Thank you, sir," the male dancer managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper.

Alexander wanted to snap so bad but controlled himself. He placed the pouch on his mate’s hand, held it there, and ensured their fingers brushed sightly.

’This will make you feel guilty for being a slut!’ Alexander thought, grinning widely in his mind.

Alexander could see a slight reaction in his mate, but it wasn’t enough for him. He released the pouch and stood up. He felt exhausted at the moment and wanted to rest, thinking about it later.

’Let’s go,’ Alexander mind-linked his men to leave, which they obeyed immediately and left the women. They were about to go but were stopped when the male dancer spoke.

"Sir, I have something to ask," the male dancer asked, stopping Alexander in his tracks.

Alexander glanced back with a curious look. He was expecting it, and a part of him was happy that his mate gave attention to him.

"Sir, would you like to sleep with me?" the male dancer asked confidently, which shocked Alexander.

Alexander thought of many things his mate would say to him, especially regarding their abnormal mate bond, but not that one.

’He’s really a wh0re!’ Alexander gritted his teeth. He thought about how professional his mate looked upon asking him to have sex, and that drove him crazy. ’How many other men he has asked before me!?’

Alexander clenched his fist with the idea of his mate moaning another man’s name. He wanted to scream, to riot and break the club apart, but he couldn’t do that without exposing his identity.

’What is that man even thinking!?’ Dorian mind-linked Alexander as they were surprised as well. They would understood if it came from a woman who wanted to sell her body, but it was a man, and they knew Alexander wasn’t gay.

Alexander ignored his men and tilted his head. He wanted to know how long his mate would go on.

"Hmm, that doesn’t sound so bad," Alexander replied, weighing the offer. His eyes squinted as he looked at his mate and saw how nervous his mate was.

"So, are you going to accept my proposal?" the male dancer asked anxiously.

Alexander smirked under his mask. He wanted to laugh since he found it amusing. "You’re a bold one," he stated, walking toward his mate until he was before him.

’He’s tiny,’ Alexander thought as he looked down on his mate and noticed their height difference.

"Would you like to sleep with me?" the male dancer asked, gazing up to look into Alexander’s eyes.

’I’ll play the game you’re playing, little mate,’ Alexander thought as he smirked. He reached out to touch the edge of his mate’s mask and had a strong urge to pull it out and reveal his face, but he stopped himself.

"What makes you think I would want that?" Alexander asked, his voice soft but taunting. He felt his mate shiver under his touch but didn’t flinch away, which he liked.

"Because, sir, I can offer you something beyond just a performance. I can give you an experience no one else can," the male dancer explained confidently, showing a bit of desperation.

’This slut!’ Alexander grimaced under his mask. He didn’t like how his mate answered him, but somehow, his wolf was excited.