Alpha’s Virgin Stripper

“Okay, Jade. You need to stop this.” Kenji growled from where he stood. He stuck his hands in the front pockets of his pants and leaned sideways against the frame of her door.

He watched his wailing cousin look up at him from the thighs of his mother. Jade had been crying uncontrollably since Lake pushed her away from him. His cousin had flung herself further into the garden and settled her butt into the bush of dandelions. Kenji had stood by the door, looking at her. Disgust crept to the forefront of his expression, but he soon decided to have a tad bit more mercy on her. After all, she was in love. Or at least, that was her excuse for her silly tantrums. He did not know what that felt like, so all he could do was be there for her.

It was the only reason he had set aside his masculine pride and called Lake. Telling his friend that Jade wept for him was more embarrassing for him than it was for Jade, but he let it slide, he let it all slide for her. Yet, nothing he did was ever enough.

He needed to make her understand that Lake was long over her. He had never been under her, never.

Mrs. Lockwood locked eyes with her son, she threw him a frown and continued to pet Jade’s hair with her soft palm. Kenji returned his mother’s frown with equal intensity. He blamed her for spoiling Jade to this extent, while his mother requested a little more empathy and compassion.

Jade sniffed repeatedly, staring at Kenji with her puffy eyes. She attempted to wipe the tears with the back of her palm, but Mrs. Lockwood did that before she could.

“Why would you say something like that to me, Ken? Do you not have an idea how much this hurts?” Jade cried, and Kenji fought to hold himself, just to stop himself from rushing over to her, pulling her from the bed, and screaming the words; “he’ll never want you.” loud enough in her ears until she understood what Lake had been saying for many years.

But, knowing Jade, she would deliberately ignore the “never” and choose to hear “he’ll want you.” Then, she would hang on to the hope for another couple of years. He couldn’t risk that.

“The only thing I have an idea of is how crazy you’re being right now.” He spat out.

“Kenji! Mind your words. Can’t you see she’s…” Mrs. Lockwood tried to scold him, but Jade squeezed her right wrist gently. Mrs. Lockwood turned to her. Jade sniffed and feigned a small smile.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“It’s fine, aunt. He is right, I am not being myself right now. You do not need to scold him when he is telling the truth. I do not want to be the reason for your fight.” Jade spoke in an unusually gentle tone.

Kenji could see past her bullshit, but Mrs. Lockwood could not. Kenji knew that to his mother, Jade was still the innocent four-year-old they had brought into the house.

Mrs. Lockwood cupped Jade’s cheeks and looked deep into her eyes, concern, love, and compassion etched in her round eyes.

“You are not crazy dear. You should never let him tell you that. You are strong and beautiful, you are independent. Anybody would be lucky to have you.”

“Including the alpha?” Jade asked eyes brightened and her cheeks turned a shade of crimson red as she spoke. Mrs. Lockwood locked eyes with her son, before casting her niece a small smile. She leaned into Jade and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

“He does not know what he is missing.” She stood to rise.

“I must prepare for a meeting now. I would be with you shortly, okay?”

Kenji watched his mother shower Jade with so much love and attention. He only wished he could open his mother’s eyes to how much Jade needed another kind of help, different from the one she was being given. Jade needed to be kept in a plain white room, wearing a plain white gown. She needed to talk to someone from behind small iron bars because that is what happened to people like her.

“Take your time aunty. I’m sure Kenji would be with me.”

Kenji’s frown deepened. As he said, she needed to be in a white room.

Mrs. Lockwood rested her gaze on Kenji when she got to the front of the door.

“Of course, he would. You would, would you not?” She narrowed her eyes at him. Whenever she did that, Kenji knew that the only answer to whatever she was asking was yes. It would be a grave mistake to say anything else.

“Yes, of course, I would be with you.” His reply was half-assed and directed at Jade. Mrs. Lockwood tapped his shoulder with a small smile and ambled out of the room. Kenji closed the door immediately after she was gone. Before he could turn back to scold Jade, she was up on her feet.

Kenji was stunned to see a vicious woman in front of him, a stark contrast to the lady his mother had just left a few seconds ago.

He opened his mouth to speak.

“What are you…?”

“Kenji. You need to tell me who the Alpha is going with.” She blurted out, rushing towards where he stood.

Kenji blinked twice.

No, this girl must have been some kind of blockbuster actress in her first life because what was that act she put up for his mother?

“Are you crazy Jade? No. That should not be a question, you are crazy. What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Jade ignored his snide remarks and stood in front of him.

“Yes, yes I’m crazy, but I just need to know who he is going with.” She continued to press on.

Kenji tried to move away from her, but she planted herself as a blockade, blocking his path. Kenji scoffed.

“Jade.”

“Kenji, I need to know.”

“What does it even matter? It doesn’t change the fact that he doesn’t want you, Jade!” He couldn’t take it anymore. He was sick and tired of subtly repeating the words to her, over and over again. Perhaps, if he was harsh, she’ll understand.

“You don’t know that. Okay? It matters, at least to me.” She gripped a firm hold of his red vintage shirt before she stared him straight in the eyes.

Kenji didn’t like the look he got. He frowned and looked away from her.

“You know him better than anyone Ken, please.” Her lips were beginning to quiver and her knees trembled.

Kenji looked down at the spot she held him. He placed his hands there and pulled her away from him.

“I can’t do this right now Jade, not again.” With that, he freed himself from her grasp, pulled her door open, and flung himself out of her room.

“Kenji!” Jade cried out, stamping her feet on the ground in anger.

Kenji paid her no mind. He loved his cousin, he did, but she needed help that he couldn’t give.