Welcome to the Lunar Den, a place where your dreams come true in the light of the moon. This is a story about Scott and his life as the Alpha dancer at a strip club that offers more than just what you would expect.

Hi everyone, I know some of you have been waiting for Double the Romance and Sozzled Trip to update but sadly I have kind of hit a brick wall with those, they were just draw fics to begin with and had no real plot or anything planned out. A few weeks ago though I tried (and couldn't) to write chapters for them again when I found that I could combine them into a new story, and here is the end result, a planned out and fully plotted chaptered fic that will have the best of both the former fics.

Edited the chapter a little so sorry for the inconvenience.

If at some point I can update the other two I will but for now to try and break down that wall I will be moving forward with this one. I hope everyone enjoys and will support the Lunar Den series.

Chapter 1

Lunar Den Part 1

We don't own anything; if we did life would have been much more entertaining.

Scott looked up at the sign that hung on the building in front of him, "Lunar Den", he had worked at this place since he was fourteen, sure most people would say that that's a little young to work at a place that advertises sex as something on a menu, but those people didn't have a single parent who tried and failed to keep them afloat, Scott had told his mom that he had gotten a job as a waiter and that just like her he would work nights.

Scott didn't lie to his mother, he did start out as a waiter when he was fourteen but thanks to lacrosse giving him a toned body he was offered a place as just a dancer when he turned fifteen. He had made slightly more money and was able to help out his mother some more and he didn't have to do anything but dance. But then he turned sixteen and the manager told him that he had to become one of the real dancers, but he didn't want to do it at first, that is until he saw that he could make three times the money he was making now, and with that kind of cash he could pay off all of their debts.

Scott had slipped under his mothers radar for two months, paying off the bills with his new salary but his mother had started to ask questions and didn't want to let it go, she found out where he worked and told him to quit, but it was too late. He had already started to like working there, or rather he had started to like the work.

Scott would never forget the fight he and his mother had, and the tears that followed it. It was hard living with her for the next week but he didn't know what else to do… that decision was made for him one night when he came home late and he found his mother sitting on the porch with a few packed bags and boxes. She had gotten up and walked inside and locked him out with what little he owned, it had broken him.

The choice hadn't come easy, and even now two years later it still wasn't easy but he has gotten used to living on his own in his three bedroom apartment, he might have regretted signing that contract but he didn't regret liking the job, he never thought that he would and he might not have really known why but something in him and something about the job just made sense.

Scott walked into the Lunar Den, it was still early and it wouldn't be open for another hour but when the assistant manager calls you in, you come in. "Hey Scott, what are you doing here so early" Derek greeted and asked from behind the counter, he was the bartender here at the Lunar Den, he was also one of the few people Scott could call his friend these days and the fact that the boss was his uncle didn't scare Scott off like it did the other employees. Derek had been the one to help him through what had happened with his mother and because of it he thought of the guy like the big brother he never had.

"Our strawberry devil told me to come in, something about responsibilities" Scott said in passing as he continued on his way to the managers office, he heard Derek yell after him "Tell Lydia I have an errant to run". Scott stood before the door to the room that usually housed Peter Hale the owner but most of the time it was just Lydia, Scott's former classmate who graduated early and got the job through her mother who knew Peter. The girl did a great job at boosting the place up from the dump it had been while Peter had been active in the day to day dealings, nowadays he just sat back and counted the money and let Lydia do her own thing.

After knocking Scott opened the door and saw the person the employees dubbed the Strawberry Devil sitting behind a desk stacked neatly with paper work, "Ah Scott, thank you for coming in. I hope you didn't have any plans" Lydia asked, a smile gracing her lips, a smile Scott knew she only showed to people she liked, and or slept with, and regretfully sometimes he fits all of those categories. Lydia had been another person who had helped him through the last two years, even if it was mostly just sex; the girl did at least help him find a place to live after he was kicked out.

"No I was free, just watching TV till work" Scott replied before sitting down, he watched as the blond girl did paper work faster than anyone else he knew, she finished quickly enough and set everything aside, "Sounds nice, I wish I had time for that but thanks to our lazy boss I have to do all of this everyday or the place falls apart. But that's my problem; now as to why I called you in here. We have three new guys starting on Monday and I want you to be their Alpha and teach them what they need to know" Lydia finished and picked up three files and handed them to Scott.

It wasn't the first time he had been called in to look through files, but it was the first time this branch of Lunar Den got new blood in a long time. Scott made sure to look through each file a few times because he knew that Peter sometimes got the troubled people to work here so that he could exploit them, and he didn't want someone dangerous to come and upset the pace the place ran at.

Lydia gave Scott some time to browse through the files while she quickly made some calls about business, a few of them enforced her nickname a little bit more with the way she dealt with people who gave her a little grief and thought that they could walk over her because of her age. Scott waited for her to finish before he spoke, "They're fifteen, and they are listed as dancers, full fledged dancers. What is Peter thinking, we could get in trouble" Lydia understood Scott's point all too well and just like Scott she knew that Peter had friends in high places, if he didn't this place would have been shut down before it even opened.

"Peter made some sort of deal, he just said not to worry about it and do as he says. And since you started here at about that age he thought you would be the perfect choice to teach them" Lydia explained and tried to stay clam while doing it, she hasn't slept since the day before and she still had to make it till morning. It wasn't always easy dealing with the drama that kept this place afloat and she still had to finish implementing the new business feature Peter had tasked her with before next weekend.

Scott took a deep breath and thought about everything he went through and then everything he knew these kids would have to go through. This job had him working in nothing but the dress code which is tight fitting sliver boxer briefs since day one and that had been hell for him, people would grab his ass or pull him down to sit on their laps, both men and women; and this was just when he was fourteen and a waiter. These kids would be doing what he was doing now, what he has been doing for two years now, they would be dancing, stripping and if asked for have sex with whomever pays.

Scott still remembers his first time as a full fledged dancer, he had to dance and strip for a bachelorette party and he even had to have sex with all but the bride just because that is what they were paying for. Luckily most of his earlier customers had been women, but when Derek had told him that some old rich guy had asked to fuck him that had been the worst day of his life here, the day he realised that maybe he should have stayed at home instead of moving out.

"Scott, will you do it or should I get someone else to play Alpha?" Lydia asked what Scott thought must have been the second time judging from her face, breaking out of his thoughts he decided that the kids would be better off with him so he said, "No, I'll do it. But what about my shifts?" Lydia quickly clicked a few things on her computer and then typed a few sentences before turning back to him, "Isaac will pick up some of your solos and we'll take you off of the menu for a few weeks, Isaac has been bugging me for more shifts anyways. And before you worry about losing money, don't, Peter will be paying you for the time you spend training the "pups" as he calls them. The pay will make up for what you would have lost"

He looked at the blonde girl a little thinking about what she said before getting up to leave, he didn't say goodbye because she had already taken another call which quickly grew heated. Scott's head was thinking back to the files and the names he had read; he knew them from his school but he didn't know that they were having troubles bad enough to consider working at a place like this and doing what they did here.

Just as Scott was leaving the office he got a text, he checked to see who it was from, and saw that it was from Stiles his best friend/ex, he loved the guy as a brother and he was happy that both of them realised that they would be better off as friends rather than lovers; besides Scott saw the way Stiles looked at Derek sometimes, but knew that the guy wouldn't date his friend because he was dating someone from security. "Dude, how did you do with that exam today, my dad just warned me that if I failed that he'll take the jeep away. Anyways I will be popping in later so we can talk. P.S. your mom filed another complaint with my dad" Scott sighed as he read the text, he knew Stiles good enough to know that he should ignore everything but the part of his mom, the guy always tried to sneak things in with random stuff so it wouldn't be as bad when he read it, but it always hurt, though he wouldn't tell Stiles to stop because at least he cared enough to try.

Sighing at the news about his mother Scott put his phone into his jeans pocket, his eyes staring at the door in front of him that said "Employees only" and he took a deep breath to calm his nerves, a trick Derek had taught him.

Scott was in the employee's area getting ready for the night when other dancers started to show up, there weren't many but enough to keep the place going; he watched as Isaac came in, the blond who has been waiting for him to ask him out since day one, which he never will. After Isaac came the twins, Aiden and Ethan, they were always together and even came as a packaged deal here at the Lunar, they were ok and didn't really want anything from Scott, but they tried too hard to be his friends sometimes. After the twins Lydia's own personal boy toy came in, late like always and just as stuck up, Scott didn't like Jackson all that much and the feeling was mutual.

"Anything special tonight?" Isaac asked after he changed, Scott was their boss sort of, he was the one in charge of them and anything they did, be it dancing or sex a fact not all of the dancers were very fond of, namely Jackson who thought he had the sun up his ass, but many have proven that theory wrong. "Nope, just the norm. Go out and do what you do, but Isaac you'll be picking up my shifts starting Monday so I can train the new pups" Scott filled his dancers in.

Scott had worked hard to become the Alpha dancer, the one who was in charge and made sure the floor ran smoothly. Then there were the Beta dancers like everyone here, they were the fixed dancers assigned to a branch and did as the Alpha said, it helped to enforce the pack dynamic that Peter had instated. There were also Omega dancers that travelled from branch to branch when needed, but since Scott took over as Alpha this branch hadn't needed a visit, a fact he was proud of.

"Isaac, tonight I want you near the bar. Derek is trying out a new drink and will be giving away free samples, so take advantage of that" Scott said while looking at Isaac, the blond nodded before heading off to plan out the night with Derek. "Aiden, Ethan, I want you two to take up the east and west platforms and switch it up from time to time, every thirty or so minutes to keep the people guessing" Scott gave the twins their orders before he watched them head off, finally the Alpha dancer turned to Jackson who was frowning at him, "Jackson, do as your told this time and handle the floor requests, lap dances and the like ok, or you'll get your third warning for the month and lose your pay check" Scott finished and watched as Jackson left and all he could do was just hope that the guy didn't cause trouble again.

Scott made sure to have the stage all to himself on Fridays, it was when most of his biggest supporters came and the one time of the week he could just dance away the stress and worry of the past week. "Scott, your on in five" Scott heard Kira their young DJ say through the intercom, she went to school with him and he even dated her for a while but just like with Stiles they were better off as just friends. Scott shrugged off the robe he had been wearing and stretched himself out, also something Derek had taught him after he had gotten a cramp on stage one time.

Slowly walking up the stairs to the stage Scott thought about his life, he was eighteen, kicked out of his home and disowned by his mother because he didn't want to quit the best job in beacon hills. He danced and had sex for a living, he was single… and as he stood out on that stage in nothing but underwear, his body on display for everyone to see he thought to himself just as the lights came on, "I wouldn't trade this for anything".

Feedback is most welcome, and keep it civil please because I don't want a repeat of the other two again. I know the first chapter isn't much but chapter two/part two will have more in it. Pairings will be updated as the story progresses and tags added in the same way. If you want an OC of yourself to be written in as one of the dancers' supporters then leave a review/comment or pm us with some minor details about your OC and who you want to support. Thanks for reading.

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