The Alpha King I Paid For

Summary

After a one-night stand, I left a three-thousand tip for a flawless male model and even set up another night that weekend.

I thought it was nothing more than a pleasant exchange between two willing adults.

That was before my overprotective, old-fashioned brother saw the marks covering me and exploded:

"Track down the bastard who hurt my sister. I want him hunted down and ripped apart!"

The police stared at the photo for a long moment before one of them spoke softly:

"Isn't this… Frederick, the Alpha King of the Bloodmoon Wolf Kingdom?"

That was when it hit me.