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Spurned Luna's Return: On Your Knees, Alpha Chase! Novel Cover

Spurned Luna's Return: On Your Knees, Alpha Chase!

When her peaceful pack refuses to yield their sacred ancestral lands to a ruthless rival, a devastating ambush destroys Lavana's home. Dragged away in chains to a hostile territory, she is stripped of her status and forced into brutal servitude. For over a decade, she endures relentless torment as the pack's helpless scapegoat, harboring a simmering desire for justice and a thirst for vengeance in this dark fantasy novel.
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Chapter 4

1 hour later.

The Beta turned around to see a black wolf with three golden stripes on his back.

He immediately went on his knees.

"May I know the future Alpha's wolf?" he asked.

"Call me, Ivan." was the wolf's reply in mind link.

"Can we see the pack now?" the Beta asked again.

"Yup!"

Getting this permission, the Beta led the way to the party.

The pack members cheered and danced upon seeing the large, fearsome wolf. This was their future Alpha.

"Ah, he's so robust!"

"Look at that shiny black fur!"

"It's the stripes for me. His legs are sturdy too."

The girls said excitedly.

Some hadn't shifted. The ones who had shifted didn't hear their wolf cry "MATE!" so they knew he wasn't theirs. But maybe someone else was, but who was the person?

Alpha Blake walked to his son's wolf and patted him on the head.

"Good job!" he said with red eyes.

"Alpha, his name is Ivan." the Beta said.

"Woah... such a manly name!"

"Ah, Cupid's arrow!"

Some girls said dramatically.

Others shook their head at the love-struck ladies.

"Shift!" Alpha Blake commanded and the black wolf transformed back to Chase in three minutes.

He stood without clothes and faced the pack. His eyes changed from red to green.

The pack could see a blur in his private places. They couldn't see his nipples, navel and abdomen down to his thighs clearly.

"This is your future Alpha." the Alpha raised his son's left hand up, and the audience cheered.

His mom, Luna Anita, went to hug him.

"My dear son," she whispered.

"Have you found your mate?" she asked.

"My mate isn't here, mum. She must be from another pack." Chase said to the hearing of all.

"Maybe she is among these unshifted hotties." the Luna said and Chase nodded.

"Mum, I'm a bit embarrassed." he mind linked his mom.

"But no one can see you bare darling. There's a blur," she replied back in mind link.

"That doesn't apply to parents and doctors," he mumbled.

"Hahaha. So, my son is this shy?"

"I'm not. Only my mate should see my body without the blur."

"Okay, my boy! Let's get you clothed. " she broke the hug and suddenly carried him on her shoulder.

"Hey, mum. Put me down. This is embarrassing!" he complained.

"Son, it's tradition," she said with a smile.

"What nonsense tradition? You just want to treat me like a child."

"But you are a child. You'll be a man only when you are Alpha and get your mate."

Chase felt defeated. This mum of his!

"Alright, let's have a blast people!" the Beta yelled after the Alpha had returned to his designated seat.

****

3 years later.

Lavana chewed the special herbs to heal faster. She had just been beaten by two 15-year-old unshifted girls.

"I'm already 19 and still haven't shifted. What the hell is going on?" she thought in worry.

Since last year, the voice in her head did not talk to her at all. Now it's already 5 months into this year and she still didn't shift.

"Sorry, dear! We might have overslept, but we are ready now. Get into position. We are coming." said the familiar gentle voice.

Lavana's eyes lit up.

"So I'm ready to shift? I can't wait to find our mate," she said with excitement.

Soon, she'll be out of this shithole of a pack for good.

But then, a question came to her mind.

"Hey, why do you always say 'we' instead of 'I' or are you referring to us both?" Lavana asked.

"Find a secluded place within ten minutes. You will get the answer you seek, hun."

"Alright." Lavana rose. She arranged her clothes and hair before taking one last look at the bag at the extreme. She smiled and then ran out of her room.

Those who saw her hissed. They assumed she must be looking for a place to pee or poop.

...

She ran to the woodshed and stopped to catch her breath.

Well, she normally has to split wood for the pack for years. No one bothers to come here unless it's almost winter. She quickly locked the door of the woodshed and hid behind the pile of firewood.

"Alright, can I get the answer now?" Lavana asked.

"Yes, dear!" replied the voice.

"Crawling position." the voice ordered, and she obeyed.

"Remember this; You must never scream throughout the transformations." the voice warned.

"Transformations? I don't get you." she frowned.

"Speak no more. Save your strength instead for what is ahead." the voice said and suddenly, she felt her backbone crack. That really hurt! She'd prefer to be beaten rather.

This damn wolf of hers told her not to scream. But how would she be able to do that? The pain that greeted her was too much. She felt like she was thrown into a furnace to die.

"Can't you just seal my voice?" she asked in difficulty.

"As you wish!"

More of her bones snapped, cracked and lengthened. Her teeth all fell out as her ears lengthened.

Bloody tears flowed from her eyes as she tried to scream, but no sounds came out. Her wolf had sealed her voice; just as she had ordered.

"Don't resist the pain. Let it crush you, allow it to swallow you whole, hun. Save your strength for the other two transformations."

"Eh? 2 more? Into what?" she asked in her head.

"Shush! You will know soon."

Lavana felt defeated.

So she'll transform three times. Into what exactly? Three different wolves or something else? What was she even changing to now? She felt terrified already.

"Calm your thoughts or the pain of the other two transformations will be tripled." the voice cautioned.

"But..."

"This is your last warning, Lavana." the voice sounded harsh this time and she stopped asking. Better focus on getting through the transformations.

Her clothes ripped and fell to the ground. She grabbed the sand along with the few blades of grass growing on it.

Her mouth kept opening and closing.

This is just the first transformation and she felt like dying already and there are still two more waiting for her. How would she survive it?

"Don't think too much. Just focus, hun. Once you're done, you'll be dancing." said the voice soothingly.

30 minutes later.

She stood on all fours. Instead of her usual skinny hands, what she saw were large white paws.

 She must have transformed into an Omega.

"All that pain for an Omega wolf. Others' transformation isn't even up to this," she complained.

"Lavana, now you've transformed into me. You and I are one now. Call me, Pamela." said the voice.

"Well, Pamela. I need answers. Stop evading my questions, alright!"

"Well, you'll get it after you go through the third transformation, Lavana." another voice spoke, startling her.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I'm Oceana. Right now, I'll need you to go to the stream in the pack. Don't worry, no one will see you. You are currently invisible until the third transformation."

"Fine!" she transformed back to human in 5 minutes and opened the door of the woodshed.

"Shift!" Pamela ordered.

"Again?" Lavana raised an eyebrow.

"Stop being annoying, kiddo," said Oceana unhappily.

"Kiddo? How old are you guys?" she asked.

"Pamela is the youngest. She is two centuries old," replied Oceana. "I'm 4 centuries old. The third sister is a thousand years old."

"Eh?" Lavana was rendered speechless and defeated. So they were old monsters?

She sighed before transforming into her wolf form and headed towards the stream speedily.

On reaching there, she returned to human form on Pamela's order.

"Get in the water. You must reach the streambed," ordered Oceana.

"But I can't swim!" she complained.

"Chap, don't test my patience."

"Okay, Okay. Calm down, Oceana. Anger is bad for your health." she said as she stepped into the water.

"Those words are for weaklings. Anger brings out the fighter in you, chap." Oceana said unhappily.

"Don't call me chap."

"Fine, I'll call you toddler then."

"Just call me chap instead," Lavana said in defeat. This second voice was eccentric. What would the last one be like? She didn't wanna know!

She entered the water and began to swim to the stream bed. She could surprisingly see well underneath the water. When she finally reached the stream bed, Oceana told her to sit beside a large rock and hug it.

When she obeyed, Oceana told her to repeat the words she would say next after her.

"But I can't speak underwater," Lavana said in her head.

"Say hello with your mouth."

Lavana sceptically agreed and said "Hello!" Water entered her mouth and she tried to close it.

"Keep it open, silly girl," Pamela ordered.

She couldn't resist and opened her mouth. She swallowed water and started to cough and struggle.

"Are you guys trying to kill me?" she asked in her head.

"No, you just need to embrace your next self. Now call my name with your mouth." Oceana said.

Lavana did as was told and to her surprise, the water entering her mouth didn't hurt her anymore. It's like she's on land talking. She wasn't choking anymore.

"Wow!" she said and it produced bubbles. Her eyes lit.

"Am I... Is my second transformation gonna be a mermaid?" she asked excitedly.

"No, it will be a blue wolf," Pamela replied sarcastically. "Of course, you're gonna be a mermaid."

"Are you ready?" asked Oceana.

"More than ever!" Lavana replied. She was so special. She's going to be a mermaid soon. How cool was that?

"Now I need you to repeat after me."

"Alright!"

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