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

“Lavana, you mean you’ll spin him?” Oceana asked in a rather meek voice.

“You’ve got ear problems, Oceana? If you guys don’t sleep, then I’ll reject him.”

“Do you have the courage?” Thora questioned.

“You!” Lavana got speechless.

“Look, girl. You must help us find out his capability in bed. If he’s a virgin as you are, then that’s okay. But if he’s not and bad in bed, then beat him up. I trust you’ll make us proud. Sisters, let’s go into slumber.” Thora said.

Soon, Lavana finally had quiet in her head and sighed. She looked at Phoenix, who was watching her while eating a snack.

“I guess you have more than one spirit and the other isn’t a wolf spirit, Lavana. Or am I wrong?” he asked.

“…” she bit her lip, unsure whether to say yes or no.

“It’s okay. I understand your difficulties.”

The ring on his right index finger lit up and an exquisite golden chair appeared out of thin air. Lavana opened her mouth in shock.

This is the power of a wizard? So awesome!

“Dear, come sit here,” he beckoned.

She did as he said and sat on the chair. It was cushy and made of quality material!

“Phoenix, you wizards keep things in your rings?” she asked in fascination.

“Well, I’m able to link my power with any object of my choice, so when I need it, my index ring will just glow and ta-dah! It appears!” he answered.

“So, this is one of your belongings?”

“None of the chairs I owned is as majestic as this one. My mate must get the best.”

“So this chair isn’t yours?”

“I didn’t rob. I just borrowed it for a while. I’ll return it.”

“Who owns this chair?”

“Um, The wiz king?”

“Wiz king?” Lavana asked in bafflement.

“The king of wizards. I borrowed his chair.” he casually replied.

“You borrowed a king’s chair? So I’m basically sitting on a throne?” her eyes widened in disbelief. How daring was her mate! He had the guts to ‘borrow’ a king’s throne and call it a ‘chair’!

“Don’t worry, he won’t be mad at me. It’s just one of his chairs,” he reassured.

“What if he was sitting on it?”

“Like he dared. He knows I’ve linked my power to it and could borrow it anytime.” he rolled his eyes.

“What’s your relationship with him?” she couldn’t help asking.

“We’re family.”

“You’re a prince?” her eyes widened.

“Beatrix and Peter are royalty,” he replied.

“I didn’t ask you about them.”

“If they are then I can be considered royalty but I don’t see myself as a prince.”

“What do you see yourself as then?”

“What you see me as is what I see myself as,” he replied with a grin.

“Oh, what do you suppose I see you as?”

“A handsome man, perfect everywhere.”

“You are indeed handsome but the latter part is incorrect.”

“Eh? Why do you say so?” he asked in perplexity.

“None of us in this world are really flawless. There are one or two flaws either pronounced or concealed. But the reality stands. No one’s perfect, Phoenix. Not even me and neither you.”

He sighed and nodded.

“Okay, let’s forget I said I’m perfect. I’m wrong, I accept that. But I need to tell you something.”

“What is it? Shoot!”

Phoenix went on one knee before her and took her hands. Then he looked at her and said in a firm tone:

“You are a hybrid. A perfect hybrid.”

“What’s a perfect hybrid?” Lavana asked in confusion. She’d never heard this term before.

“Someone who can assume two complete forms separately,” he replied.

Lavana nodded at his explanation. So what was she then? A perfect tribrid?

“Phoenix, how do you know I can assume two separate forms?”

“A hybrid has just one spirit unified with him or her during the first shift. That spirit has imperfect hybrid features which the person assumes any time he shifts. Only a perfect hybrid has two, Lavana. That’s why you assume two different forms.” he explained.

She opened her mouth in disbelief. So by admitting that she had more than one spirit, one of which wasn’t a wolf spirit, he thought she was a perfect hybrid. But she wasn’t a hybrid in the first place but could she tell him? At least, he knew she had over one spirit unified with her. She internally sighed.

“You know, your case is very rare. In records, there were only two persons and that’s in the early 12th and late 15th century,” he added.

“So if I’m not a perfect hybrid, would you act like this?”

“Dear, I’ve rejected 6 mates before I met you because they were not the one for me. But dear, from the moment I saw you, I fell for you.”

“But you didn’t even stagger, say less of falling back at Blood star.”

“Lavana, don’t play dumb with me.”

“You said you rejected 6 mates before me.” she pointed out.

“I…”

“Why did you reject them? Were they not pretty enough?”

“Dear, those girls were indeed pretty.”

“Then, why did you reject them?”

“They were pampered nobles. They also had a bad attitude. Besides, 5 out of the 6 initiated the rejection, saying I’m not their type.”

“So, which one did you reject without her suggesting it then?”This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“The 6th.”

“And that one agreed?”

“Hahaha! She was even thanking me with tears of joy.” he chuckled. It made her heart flutter but she didn’t let it show on her face.

“She was happy? Don’t you guys feel pain when being rejected or rejecting?”

“We do but if there is no love between two people, why force it? Those girls already have someone they like, probably.”

“So you had to eat the rejection pain 6 times?”

“Yeah. The duration of the pain increases by some percentage or maybe days depending on the ranking of the person.”

“All of them were witches?”

“Yeah. ”

“Isn’t it forbidden for two different clans to marry?”

“Hehe, that’s the people’s problem, not mine. You know I somehow wished for a perfect hybrid and you fulfil that criteria.”

“You’ve confirmed it.” she immediately rose from the throne.

“Eh? What did I confirm?” he looked confused.

“That you love me just because I’m a perfect hybrid.” Lavana was frowning at this moment.

“No, mate! You got it all wrong! I love you no matter what you are.”

“So even if I were not a hybrid but just a normal Omega wolf, you would still accept me?” she asked with a raised eyebrow and folded arms.

“You are not pampered like the others. I feel you are someone who’s gone through a lot and you aren’t broken despite everything. I admire your ability to endure. You are alive and I can see you tonight all because of that quality. Lavana…” Phoenix was on both knees with his palms pressed together.

“My beautiful mate, if I said something to upset you, I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

Even like this, he looked so good-looking. Yes, they are mates and it seems like he’s intent on accepting her and her spirits. But she just knew him today. Playing hard to get for a few days to test him. If he’s really into her that much, he must prove it. For her part, she likes him already.

After he satisfies her, she’ll accept him. She has to give this relationship a try.

“Get up, Phoenix. I’m not angry at you.”

“Really?”

She nodded her head and he rose.

“Mate, thank you.” he smiled and took her hands in his. Then he looked at the sky with a resolute face.

“I, Phoenix Sullivan Atlantes, am satisfied with the moon goddess’ arrangements. I hereby accept you, Lavana, as my soulmate. I swear not to betray your love and trust till my last breath. I’ll be your stronghold and cherish you. In my heart, you’ll remain the only one, no matter what happens. May the moon goddess bear me witness!” he declared.

Immediately, she felt this inexplicably good magical feeling course all over her body. She felt so rejuvenated and was about to smile when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her belly.

She clutched it and beads of sweat started appearing on her forehead.

“What’s happening to me?” she thought in fear.

Her face became pale.

Phoenix noticed this change in her expression, from shock to smiling and then… that of pain? Wasn’t accepting his mate supposed to make her happy at the refreshing feeling? Why was she in pain instead?