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

“No, Rolandro. It’s not in our territory but it’s somehow close to our territory. One who can play this song doesn’t have bad intentions and is definitely not human. Still, they are not of our kind. My great-grandfather told me that a siren’s voice is a healing to the body.” an old lady, Mrs Antonio chipped in.

“Siren? *furrows her eyebrows* You mean mermaid?” Regina asked.

“No, a siren does indeed look like a mermaid but what differentiates them is that they are able to use their mouth to heal and attack and also defend.” the elderly lady replied.

“How do you know this is a siren singing? Isn’t it said that mermaids were extinct?” Mel asked the old woman.

“Says the record but who said there isn’t even one living but just hiding until today?” she questioned him back.

“How are you so sure?” Mel asked again.

“My great-grandpa told me that a siren’s song if sung at night with pleasure will make the moon smile or shine brighter. Tell me, what time have you seen the moon shine as brightly as this?”

“A drum and flute are accompanying this song. What do you say to that?” Rolandro asked.

“The only clan permitted to play along with the Sirens’ melody are the wizards.” Mrs Antonio answered.

“What? So you mean there are two members of the wiz clan and a siren close to our territory playing this song with ‘pure’ intentions?” Rolandro asked in disbelief. Why did such a trio choose to perform close to their pack especially when they were to leave tomorrow for the competition?

“Fret not, sirens won’t do anything unless you trouble them. Let’s just listen to it until it ends. It’s a rare moment.” the old lady put her hands behind her back while staring at the moon which seemed to have brightened as the song became louder.

“That’s indeed a siren to be able to reach us from far away.” Carmelia sighed. Can we consider this good or bad?” she mindlinked her mate.

“Sigh. Whether good or bad, as long as they don’t come looking for trouble,” he replied in mind link. During the period when merfolk were plentiful, werewolves had to be cautious around one because they possessed magic which the werewolves didn’t have. In a battle, it’s best not to let them be near a water body or else that werewolf no matter the rank is as good as dead.

Wizards are naturally stronger than werewolves too. Their combat ability is not something even the werewolf council members can even match. Now, these two powerful clans are performing close to their territory. Of course, they will have some anxiety.

…

5 minutes later, the music stopped completely.

The pack members were kind of unhappy that the music stopped because they were already dancing to it after throwing their worries out the window.

“Do you think they’ll play another song?” a little girl asked her mom.

“I don’t know sweetie. But too much of everything is bad, you know.” the mother who had short brown curly hair replied while stroking her daughter’s head.

“Alright everybody, go into your homes. Chosen warriors make sure to prepare, for we’ll depart by 6:00 am sharp if we are to arrive there in time.” Mel announced and everyone dispersed.

“Mel, I want to investigate. Mind coming?” Rolandro asked his buddy in mind link.

“What? That’s dangerous!”

“We aren’t going there to provoke them or fight. Let’s go check.”

“Alright. What to tell our mates?” Mel asked.

“Carmelia?” Rolandro called out to his wife who was chatting with Regina about the moon still being bright and how she felt this magical feeling during the last few minutes of the melody.

“Dear, what is it?” she asked.

“I and Mel we’re gonna check something out. We’ll be back in no time. You guys can continue chatting.”

“Where are you two going? Don’t tell me you plan on seeing if you can catch a glimpse of the siren and the wizards?” Carmelia asked with hands akimbo.

Mel smiled sheepishly while rubbing his neck with his right hand.

“Man, seems we gotta miss out on this opportunity. I don’t have enough strength for a fight. I’m off buddy.” he telepathed to Rolandro before going over to his wife who immediately pulled his left ear.

“Ow! Ow! It hurts, honey,” he whined but his mate simply harrumphed.

“It was Rolandro who suggested this. I haven’t said I’d go,” he explained but she simply pulled him away by his pants. Mel looked behind and shrugged while making a helpless expression.

Now it was just Rolandro and his soulmate left. He nervously laughed while his wife wore a stern face. He gulped.

“You know what’s coming, don’t you?” Carmelia mindlinked her husband.

“Mate, please go easy on me. I have to compete soon.”

“Of course. I’m very lenient.” Carmelia said with a meaningful smile as she pulled him away by his left hand.

“Wife, you promise to be lenient?”

“Don’t you trust your other half?” his wife asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I… I do,”

“How many per cent?”

“1000%”

“Good. I will be lenient enough for you to understand not to throw yourself into danger.”

“But I wasn’t gonna…” his wife interrupted him.

“Shh! Be silent. Save your strength for the punishment ahead.”

(A/n: What do you think is the punishment to be meted out to both men? It’s up to your imagination, people! (: )

*****

The four stopped their performance and three of them applauded Lavana.

“Big sis, you were amazing! Your voice is the best I’ve ever heard.” Beatrix praised as she held her big sister’s right hand.

“Thanks.” Lavana smiled and stroked the little one with the other free hand.

Peter walked to Lavana. “You impressed me. By the way, how do you know this song? My drum symbol’s even lit up.”

“Um… I just felt the need to sing. It kinda felt like I’ve always known it.” Lavana replied.

“Really?” Peter asked in doubt. This song was a healing song of the mermaid clan especially sung by the sirens. He knew this Lavana here to be an Omega endowed with powers and able to hold his scepter without any backlash.

“Yeah, Peter.” she nodded, still wearing a smile.

“But…” Peter got interrupted by a certain’s someone clearing his throat.

“You’re being too nosy, Peter,” Phoenix said as he put his arm around Lavana’s waist, pulling her closer.

Peter wanted to roll his eyes.

‘Phoenix, I already know she’s your mate. You don’t have to make it so obvious. Besides, if she were the only female left in the universe, I’d rather remain single.’ he thought as he retreated. Beatrix stuck out her tongue at him and he shook his head at her antics.

“Alright, everyone did a great job and Peter, thank you for forgiving Beatrix.” Phoenix gave Peter a thumbs up.

“Yeah, big brother. Thank you for pardoning me. I won’t do such a thing next time.” Beatrix said with her palms pressed together.

“We’re family. And I know how impish you can be.” Peter kept his drum back in his spatial ring.

“But you don’t hate me, right?” a curious Beatrix questioned.

“I’d never, ok?” Peter reassured.

“Thank you, big brother.” Beatrix hugged his leg and he bent down to raise her and carry her in his right arm.

“Big brother. Take this as my present.” she pecked his right cheek.

“Thank you, my dear. And this is for you, Riri,” he took out a small yellow box from his pocket and handed it to her.

“Thank you, big brother.” she kept the gift in her ring. She would look at it later.

“Don’t mention it. How about we go ahead and prepare your room for a sleepover,” he whispered.

“You’re right.” Beatrix turned to face the couple and announced. “Big sis, Eldest brother, me and Peter will go ahead.”

“Alright then. We’ll join you guys in no time.” Lavana waved.

Peter sat on his scepter with his little sis seated on his lap, “See you later, Phoenix, sister-in-law.” the scepter flew him and Beatrix away speedily.

Seeing that the two were gone, Phoenix took out 2 chairs from his storage ring and made his mate sit on one. Then he sat opposite her.

“There’s something I want to tell you about the competition.”

“Alright. Shoot!” Lavana urged. This competition was crucial to her getting revenge.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Likely your ex-mate, being an Alpha will be present. He will be able to smell you even though he’s rejected you. You are stronger than him now but the competition’s ground is not a place to challenge him and for safety reasons, you will have to wear 2 masks,”

“On my face?” Lavana asked. She didn’t like the concept of wearing masks.

“The masks are actually perfumes. The first one’s use is to conceal your scent. The other one gives you a heliotrope scent.”

“Eh? There’s something like that? Do you have it? Please let me see.”

“You agree to make use of both?”

“Um… Can’t I just use one, particularly the first one?”

“No, dear.” Phoenix shook his head.

“Why, Sullivan?” she asked in confusion.

“As a werewolf, you must have a scent even a vampire does. All shifter creatures and magical beings do.”

“I know that.”

“Now you’re going to an all-werewolf competition and you don’t have a scent; aren’t you bringing unneeded attention to yourself?”

“I see.” She nodded her head in understanding.

Phoenix then continued. “And if you decide not to use the first one and then go for the second one, it will make you smell like a rogue instead.”

“That serious?” she asked in shock and her mate nodded.

“Yes, Lavie. That serious. So…”

“I agree to use both then. Will the perfumes be sprayed on my skin directly or just my clothes?” she asked.

“The first will be directly on your skin and the other will be on your clothes. They have no side effects. I’ll only give my Lavie the best of the best.” Phoenix replied with a smile.

“Thanks.” she rose from her seat and sat on the armrest of his chair. She then lowered her head to give him a peck on his forehead.

“Mate, you just gave me that as a reward?” he asked with a pouty face.

“Eish! That doesn’t suit you.”

“What if I cry?”c