Spurned Luna’s Return: On Your Knees, Alpha Chase

“Calm down, Lucas. I’m sure he was just bluffing.” Blake’s wife tried to defuse the situation.

“That woman is already mated, and I’d never approve of her, even though she looks better,” said Blake without thinking.

“What did you say?” Jacinta’s mother raged. This man just called her daughter ugly in front of her. Which parent would accept that?

“Sorry. A slip of the tongue.” Blake apologised, his eyes still fixated on the screen.

To be honest, forget about the age difference, he felt like this woman would be a good fit for him. He wished she was a bit older. She’ll definitely still look hotter than Anita.

Gosh! What was he thinking?!

“You don’t take us seriously, do you?” Jacinta’s mum spat in ire on seeing that this man even dared to space out.

Blake was brought back to reality by her words and he frowned, “Woman, even if I’m no longer the official Alpha of this pack, you must recall that I still and will always have authority over you,” he cautioned.

“Oh, I see. Kill me then!” Mrs Syner taunted, and Blake suddenly raised her up by the neck.

“Let my wife go!” Lucas spat, his eyes already changed to gold.

“You want to fight?” Blake asked with a raised eyebrow. Obviously, he would triumph without even doing much. Forget about title and age, he was still an Alpha wolf and nothing could change that!

“Husband, let her go. Let’s not make the situation more tense, ok?” Anita mind-linked him and he let go of his son’s mother-in-law.

“Know your place, woman,” he warned and then sat back on his seat with a harrumph.

Lucas and his wife, though displeased, also returned to their seats and continued watching.

The red-haired woman’s next words after pecking her mate on the cheek stunned all of them so much that many stood. Their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets and eggs could fit into their open mouths.

The lady… She just said that she was the one their Alpha had been looking for, that skinny low-life who committed heinous crimes before fleeing the pack. She was that Lavana? And then, she even revealed that she is the daughter of the late Alpha Brandon and Luna Nayelie McKenny! It is a known fact that Nayelie was an Alpha wolf but she chose not to be Alpha and let her husband and mate be. If this Lavana was truly their kid, why then was she an Omega? Or did the Luna cheat on her mate with some random Omega guy that she found pleasant to the eye?

And then she even divulged another startling verity. So it turned out that their current Luna was not Alpha Chase’s first-chance mate but that Lavana! Jacinta’s parents felt so unreconciled about this revelation. This Lavana in the presence of thousands of werewolves in that venue and many more who were watching on screen rejected their Alpha, totally nullifying the mate bond.

It was something humiliating, and what made them even angrier was that she faced her mate and declared with affectionate eyes, “Phoenix, from the moment I saw you I was thankful this arsehole here rejected me. I was grateful that the moon goddess deemed me worthy of being mates with you, this fine specimen. With you, I always feel reassured. No matter what happens, I want to be by your side, have your kids, and grow old together with you. Only death can separate us. My beloved, I, Lavana Isla Remmington, of Moon Crest and of Blood Star packs, am more than pleased with the Moon goddess’ arrangements and I hereby accept you wholeheartedly as my mate and Alpha. May the moon goddess bear witness to this.”

And then this shameless couple wanted to blind people’s eyes with their kissing.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Their Alpha was doing his utmost not to fall to his knees from the pain that coursed through his body. The pain of repudiation felt by both sides is tripled when they both reject each other. But this Lavana eluded it by accepting her second-chance mate on the spot! So while their Alpha was struggling to stand, so as to preserve his dignity while clutching his chest and gritting his teeth hard from the indefinable pain of rejection, this Lavana was basking in the warm, magical feeling of having accepted her mate.

What a schemer!

Blake quickly excused himself while wearing a scowl and walked out of the ancestral hall precipitously.

He headed straight to his room and turned a wooden vase on the floor slightly to the left. A vivid painting of him on the wall parted and there was a grey box with poison hemlock flowers intricately carved all over it. It fitted perfectly in the square-shaped hole. He took out the box gently and opened it. There was a grey mirror inside it.

He carefully took it out and let go of it. The mirror began to levitate and glow dimly. Soon a tall man dressed in red wizard robes with golden serpents embroidered on the large collar was seen. His face was covered with a black hooded cape and creepy red mask.

“What is it?” came the spooky voice of the mysterious man.

“Greetings, your grace.” Blake went to one knee and cupped his hands while slightly bowing his head.

“Rise,” the mysterious man said in annoyance.

“Lowly one thanks you for your grace.” Blake rose and steadied his posture.

The man questioned, “Why did you use the mirror in such a short time again? I have already given your son that potion. The possibility of her even becoming a high-ranker within a short time is zero but with your persistence, I still had it sent to Chase. What else are you after this time?”

Blake’s face paled and he pressed his palms together, “Please, don’t get mad. I and my pack members were gathered in the ancestral hall watching the happenings at the venue of the triennial contest. There was this lady I saw whose beauty even made me wish she was my wife instead.”

The anonymous man encouraged, “Go on,”

“Your grace, I just found out that she is that girl who escaped. I am very certain that she has evolved into the final phase of an Olmpha.” Blake said with conviction.

“And so? The potion can enable your son to assume that form too for as long as 6 hours. I bet she doesn’t have much experience in battle. Your son is the opposite, so why are you afraid?” the man asked in an irked tone.

Blake replied quickly, “The thing is, that girl… she just rejected my son as mate and has become the official mate to some Phoenix guy.”

“Phoenix?” the man frowned behind his mask. Wiyzh-Sybylle Landia had a Phoenix and that was the first prince. He was a high-ranking wizard known to be very cruel to evildoers. In fact, they tremble at the mention of his name during torture. Even a very dangerous criminal surrendered himself after hearing that Savage Lord had been sent after him. It couldn’t be that he was the one, right? Besides, that competition is meant for werewolves only. No other race was permitted to be even 100 yards near the site.

“Is this Phoenix guy a werewolf?” the man asked.

Blake nodded. “Yes, your grace, and he’s also an Alpha. But he’s nothing to fear as he can’t really hurt my son, but I’m more worried about that Lavana.”

Hearing that the Phoenix guy was of wolf blood, his heart was relieved. So it’s just some guy bearing the same name as that wiz prince. “So you want me to go over and break into the venue, then fight her?”

“This… I…” Blake was speechless and couldn’t reply for a moment.

This greatly disgruntled the man and he spoke in a serious tone, “You’re just frittering my time. You cannot contact me anymore with this mirror. Your chances are over. Good luck!” the mirror went blank.

For a while, Blake remained frozen in place.

At that moment, the door opened and his wife came in. She saw the levitating mirror which fell to the ground and cracked before turning into dust.

“Husband,” she gently tapped her still-stunned husband on the shoulder, “What’s going on? What’s with that flying mirror? Who were you talking to just now?” she questioned with arms folded.

“Anita, our son is in danger,” he replied.