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

Rolandro decided to give up after finishing the 6th activity which was running around the field ten times with sandbags tied to his hands and feet for the first round within the specified minutes. In the second round, they had to run around thrice on the field while donning a very heavy helmet, chest armour and boots.

He and another pack’s warrior, Kyle Foster claimed the reward of 5 points that their packs sought. They were then given large bottles of water amidst cheers from the crowd. The warriors who participated were led to the costume hall to take off the burdensome things. Upon returning, that’s when Rolandro raised his hand to give up.

So when he returned to join his pack members, he got applause coz he was the longest-lasting contestant, having partaken in 5 activities straight and taking first place in all. Zyair was the one who replaced him for the 7th activity which was surprisingly food-related.

“Buddy, you did well. I didn’t know you can last that long and you even won in all 5 activities.” Mel gave his friend two thumbs up with admiration in his eyes.

“Honestly, I thought I’d surrender after the second activity but something kept pushing me to go on and I didn’t feel tired until after this sixth game,” Rolandro clarified.

“In previous competitions, you always surrendered after one activity so you could rest and prepare to replace another of our warriors at the right time.” Mel pointed out.

“Yeah, it’s indeed strange,” Rolandro said with furrowed eyebrows, holding his hand to his chin.

“I told you that liquid is effective.” they heard Phoenix say. All five of them turned their heads to look at him.

“What’s that thing you force-fed me last night?” Rolandro questioned. The smell and taste were something he could never forget!

“It’s Grelnch,” Phoenix replied.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Grench?” Mel asked with creased eyebrows. He’d never heard of such a name before.

Rolandro’s facial expression also showed he was confused. “What is Grench?”

“You’re both saying it wrong. Forget it. Just relax and continue talking to each other.”

“That… Thanks,” said Rolandro in appreciation.

“I’m not giving you any of it again. It’s rare and I spent so much on you,” said Phoenix, while staring at his sleeping mate.

“It’s fine. Thanks once again.” Rolandro got up from his seat and walked to Phoenix. He then stretched his right hand for a handshake.

“If you call me prince, I’ll accept it.” the latter said and Rolandro dropped his hand.

“I haven’t forgiven you for the crazy ride and sleepless night.” Rolandro harrumphed before going to sit with Mel who comforted him.

“Calm down, buddy. You know how he is.”

“If he wasn’t her mate, I want to beat him.” Rolandro telepathed Mel.

“Well, we all know no one in the pack except Lavana can attempt to beat him. Plus he can fly just like Lavana. They can vanish too. How do you expect to beat such a person?” Mel asked in mind link.

“Forget it. Let’s focus on Zyair’s performance.” Rolandro said with a sigh.

However, they became stunned when Tyrion made his way over to sit close to them both and surprisingly asked for account details. They tried asking him why he wanted to send money but he kept saying it was none of their business. And also upon seeing Phoenix, he even fell to his knees and called him ‘Father.’ This earned him quite the glances as many wondered why he was behaving like this.

Lavana, who had abruptly awakened, gotten comfort from her mate and was about to doze off again on the comforting chest of her mate, was moved to attempt standing but her mate stopped her.

She looked at him in disbelief, pointing at Tyrion. Hearing the word ‘Father’ had made her open her eyes wide.

“That… That’s your son?”

“Yeah,” he replied smugly. “Told you you won’t be able to hug him.”

She sighed in defeat as she dropped her hand. “You win.”

She lay her head on his chest again and closed her eyes.

Tyrion rose after Phoenix had acknowledged him. Rolandro couldn’t believe that Phoenix could get the arrogant Tyrion to do this.

“My mate is bored. Add another ten…”

“No, no. Father…” Tyrion interrupted Phoenix and wanted to kneel again.

“No need. You can go after you’re done with Rolandro.” Phoenix then focused on his sleeping mate. He tucked a stray strand of hair behind her left ear. Then he planted a kiss on her forehead. “Sleep well, my dear,” he whispered.

Rolandro sighed.

This Phoenix couldn’t be saved and seemed to love making people eat vinegar. He’d better focus on transacting with this guy.

This Tyrion was here to deliver not hundreds but thousands of dollars. He wondered how Phoenix got him to agree. Maybe he showed his strength and frightened Tyrion?

Tyrion on the other hand was shocked when he saw Phoenix’s mate. She wasn’t the petite weak lass needing help always that he’d envisioned in his mind.

If she wasn’t that scary guy’s mate, he would have fought to have her. This lady in his arms was not just a beauty but a unique one. Seeing her waking up and then dozing off again on Phoenix’s chest made him wish he was the lucky one.

But he also knew he had no chance. He prayed his fated mate was as hot as this woman.

“Are you paying attention?” Mel tapped his shoulder.

“Oh, haha. Sorry. I zoned out.”

Mel raised an eyebrow suspiciously. “Zoned out? Don’t tell me…”

Tyrion chortled. “Nah, I know better than dreaming of stealing someone’s mate.”

“Add 20 thousand.” they suddenly heard Phoenix say.

Tyrion turned to look at Phoenix. “Father…”

“Another 5 thousand,” Phoenix said as he caressed his mate’s hair.

Rolandro and his buddy sighed. So this Tyrion provoked Phoenix and was rendered helpless by him.

If they were also right, he must have said something about taking Lavana earlier too.

“Tyrion, for your own sake, just add another 10, 000,” Mel advised.

Tyrion wished to find somewhere to hide. He had provoked Phoenix again and now even this Mel was doing this to him. But could he complain? He’d brought this upon himself. He sighed internally before speaking: “Alright, I heard you. Let’s continue.”

…

9:00 pm.

The entire venue was lit by several huge lights all around the place and there were even seven huge pearls of different colours placed around the platform. Many were talking about the radiance and beauty and then the money these things cost.

Zyair had dropped out after passing the seventh activity and Zehelina took over for the 8th- swimming! It was done in a large pool somewhere outside the venue but one could see what was happening through the screens all around the venue. The contestants had to swim from one end of the pool to the other as many times as they could within 30 minutes. This was to test their speed and endurance.

And there would be only one winner. So all of them did their best. Zehelina lost by 3 rounds and returned to sit with her pack members after changing back to her casual clothes in the costume hall. She looked so glum and refused anyone coming close to her except Phoenix’s mate.