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

An hour later,

General Karlh and 4 evil wiz warriors appeared directly at the hotel’s reception area, startling everyone who was in it. Those seated quickly got to their feet, while the ones already standing subconsciously retreated. By the aura that the intruders exuded, they could tell these guys were not here to play. The closest ones to the door immediately tried to flee outside but before they could reach it, the doors shut suddenly.

Gasping from fright, they halted in their tracks and turned around to join the others who were also trapped.

“We’re not here for trouble, so don’t you ants worry,” General Karlh said with a grin that sent chills rather down the wolf bloods’ spines. Who would believe that a lion sought to just play with sheep?

Turning to face the receptionist who was on seat, a handsome black man with brown eyes, he asked, “What’s your name, Lambda?”

“Will Davis,” the quivering latter responded.

“Stop shaking like a leaf,” the dissatisfied general scolded and Will nodded energetically.

“So I want to ask a question. If you answer well, everything will be fine, and we’ll even give you all a reward. But if don’t…” he didn’t need to complete his words as all werewolves in there understood his meaning. They internally prayed that Will gives this vile general an answer that was to his satisfaction, and also, they didn’t want any sick reward from this evil. They would be already grateful if he could leave.

“Where is the Olmpha?” the general questioned.

“Olmpha?” Will began to think and he recalled that red-haired woman whose group left some time ago, “I… they’ve already left an hour ago. But I really don’t know where they went,” the receptionist quickly replied. By the expression change on Karlh’s face, everyone could see he wasn’t satisfied.

“I know,” they heard a female voice and everyone turned to its source. It was Miss Jeanette in a cleaner’s attire. She saw this as an opportunity to get back at that bastard Alpha and Olmpha pair. Heavens was helping her! Just great!

“Oh?” Karlh raised an eyebrow as he watched her walk bravely towards his group. He rested his left arm on the counter, “Tell me what you know, little girl,”

“They are on their way to their pack. Judging by the time of departure and calculating their speed, they couldn’t have gone very far. You guys can wait for them at Falla Hills Road. They won’t be able to escape,” she proudly said.

“Oh, nice,” Karlh nodded his head with a smile which she also reciprocated but then, his eyes turned sinister, “You answered well, but did I initially ask you? I don’t like those who butt in unsolicited,”

Immediately one of the warriors threw a poisoned dagger into her chest, causing the others to let out gasps of fear, retreating backwards even more. If possible, they’d love to merge with the wall, or better still, if the ground beneath them could open up and swallow them.

As the stunned Jeanette fell to the floor, she looked so unwilling before she expired with a resentful look. While the others felt she deserved it for being so show-off but they became afraid for their own lives, seeing how easily they killed Miss Jeanette.

Turning again to face Will who had pissed his pants, Karlh glowered, “Are all the so-called children of the moon so lily-livered?” irked, he cast three needles into the receptionist’s chest. Instantly, black blood seeped out of his ears, nostrils and mouth as he fell to the floor, without life.

General Karl turned to face the others, some of whose knees had now lost strength.

He shook his head in amusement before taking out his blue sceptre from his spatial ring. Many had never seen such a ring and its functions before, so this added to their lift of surprises.

“How do you want to survive? With just your life, or with your things?” Karlh smilingly asked.

“Life!” an older lady shouted.

“Life too!” another young man yelled.

A few of them didn’t want to go along with the others. They’d love to escape with at least their bank card or phones.

“Noted,” Karlh at this moment was chuckling. His sceptre lit up with pink light. As he pointed it towards the frightened crowd, those who felt unwilling in their hearts instantly fell to the floor as their chests tore open and their beating hearts flew out towards the sceptre.

One of the evil wiz warriors let the hearts enter an open grey box with intricate amaryllis patterns that he’d taken also out of his storage ring, “The king will be pleased to get these,” he whispered to his giggling fellow as more hearts kept flying into the box.

The ones who had voiced out their determination to live without any of their belongings accompanying them were only 13.

The general looked at them and also impishly pointed the sceptre at them too. One of them, a short bald youth, fell to the floor as his knees could no longer handle the constant trembling.

“Join your friends, wimp,” Karl said.

Immediately, the man’s chest burst open and his heart flew out, heading straight into the open grey box after which the warrior holding it, closed its lid with a satisfied smirk.

“You guys are lucky,” the general said as he walked towards the survivors. They immediately parted ways for him and his subordinates to pass through, even going to the point of kowtowing.

“I like your attitude. You know when to bend. But um… bending too much will put you in further trouble,” as he said this he cast more silver needles towards them and they fell to the floor.

“Live with your eternal paralysis,” Karlh chortled as he conceitedly flew out with his sceptre, his men behind him also wearing vain looks.

Outside the reception building, those who had gathered to watch from a distance started fleeing in different directions.

“More hearts to harvest, don’t you think?” Karlh said as he looked at the four men seated on their flying sceptres behind him and they readily nodded.

The screams of terror increased as many werewolves saw one another’s hearts flying out towards the evils.

“Run for your life,” one decisive lady growled, immediately transforming into a beta wolf.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Several others did the same, leaping over the unusually high fence of the hotel.

The other unlucky ones were either sentenced to a life of paralysis or had their hearts ripped out by an invisible and irresistible force.

When the five men were done causing terror and even causing many parts of the hotel to crumble, they vanished.