97- KILLER ELENA RETURNS

Elena’s POV

The blinding lights hoisted around the podium left starry spots in my eyes as I jogged robotically to the center of the stage.

My heart was beating so loud inside me that I was almost sure the screaming crowd could hear it as the bright fluorescent lights narrowed on the long silver pole.

“Come on little rabbit! Show us what you’ve got,” Alpha Alaric’s voice boomed through the speakers and I jumped, unable to miss the hint of the threat that laced his words. I had caught his impossibly tall frame, seated on his throne at the corner of the stage. The Alpha was dressed in a silvery white suit that looked painful to the eye, his platinum blonde hair gelled back until it looked oil slick.

I swallowed, testing my cold hands on the pole before realizing my palms were sweaty.

“Focus, Elena…please,” I wheezed just as pump disco music blared from the overhead speakers and I swung my body around the pole, trying my best not to look at the pinched faces in the crowd and allowing my e