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

Lavana and her mate appeared not too far from the hotel in a place secluded. Then they trekked some minutes before reaching the gate of the hotel, gladly chatting along the way. Phoenix had already changed his clothes to a blue sleeveless top and grey shorts. He knocked at the gate, and soon enough, the gatekeeper came out.

The latter recognized these two. From what he knew though, the two ladies the Blood Star group came with, one of them was alarmingly skinny, yet she possessed might, and was still beautiful.

But yesterday, the lady wasn’t seen, rather, it was this one. Not that he was in a position to ask why it was so…

Prying too much would get him killed and this Phoenix guy was an Alpha, a merciless one, so he heard.

Without wasting time, he smilingly ushered them inside the premises, wishing them a peaceful, enjoyable stay at the hotel.

“That guy’s acting weird,” Lavana remarked telepathically.

“Yeah. Must be he knows we are Alpha and Olmpha and he’s trying to get on our good side,” replied her mate as they headed to the reception, holding hands.

Almost everyone who saw them threw looks of admiration at them. For some ladies, although they to hide it, it was envy. They wished to be that beautiful and strong like the red-haired woman.

And the man, even if he’s not that good-looking, he’s an Alpha. Even the lowest-ranked Alpha commands respect.

A few of them waved, trying to look sexy to the man, but to their unhappiness, he didn’t seem to care about anyone, except the beauty he came with. How annoying!This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

But one of them, brave and quite stubborn, rose from her seat and headed towards the couple, blocking their path.

She had blonde hair, big melons, round butt and sinful shape. Her face was covered in smokey make-up.

“Hello, I’m Jeanette Roster, glad to meet you,” ignoring Phoenix’s frown, she still extended her right hand for a handshake.

“I’m not interested,” Phoenix said, trying to walk past her but she blocked his way again, causing the annoyed him to raise push her to the floor with one hand. Then stepping on her foot, he and his mate walked over to the receptionist’s counter.

The angry blonde got up from the floor, gritting her teeth. Just because he was an Alpha and his mate a wolf sovereign, they treat her like this. How cruel of them! If there’s any possible way, she’d make them pay!

She stormed out of the building, enraged, wanting to find some place to cool off.

The unbothered couple were already talking to Fiona, the receptionist with a smile.

“Room 1709?” she asked the obvious while fetching the key from the safe close to her.

“Yeah. Thanks,” said Phoenix after getting the key, “Oh, and that Jeanette lady just now, what’s her room number?”

“Alpha Phoenix, you know such information isn’t something we’ll sell out so easily, but since you requested it, it’s 1802,” Fiona divulged after checking the records.

Phoenix nodded his satisfaction, “Good. I want her thrown out in 10 minutes. Any who plead for her faces the same fate,”

Hearing this, Fiona almost let out a gasp of surprise. This stupid Janet pissed an Alpha off like this. She wondered what was in her head, brains or just a basket?

“Phoenix, that’s not right,” Lavana blurted out, looking concerned, “How can you do such thing? Where will that poor thing sleep if you throw her out?”

“Didn’t you see what she did? She doesn’t know her boundaries,” he said in defense.

“I know that. At least, give her a second chance,” Lavana said in a gentle tone.

The receptionist inwardly felt happy that this Luna wasn’t so cruel and could tame her mate like this. Such a romantic scene!

Lavana rested her hands on the counter,

“I think a cleaner job is very proper for her. Until we leave this hotel, that is her job. What do you think?”

The receptionist, Fiona Bridge, was shocked by the Luna’s words. For a prideful woman like that, asking her to join the cleaners was as terrible as throwing her out.

Both were really ruthless to those who didn’t know their place. She prayed she never offends them in anyway. Smilingly, she replied the red-haired Luna, “I think it is an excellent idea. Consider it done, Luna,”

“Alright. We’re done here,” saying this Lavana and her mate headed towards the open elevator.

Fiona watched as both stepped into the elevator, still holding hands, a clear indication they didn’t want anybody else.

The pissed lady from before catwalked back to the reception and sat on one of the chairs, close to some other noble she-wolves. But she was stunned when two men dressed in grey suits headed to her, one carrying a cleaner’s uniform and the other holding a mop and bucket.

Puzzled, one of the seated ladies asked, “Hey, what’s this for? There’s no Omega here, and don’t you have sufficient cleaners? What’s this?”

“Miss Jeanette, please come with us. Your job application has been approved,” said one of the men, a bald, tall, middle-aged guy wearing specs.

“Job application? Me, daughter of a Delta, apply to be a cleaner? Are you nuts?” the blonde fumed, rising from her seat, “What’s the meaning of this?” she growled.

“Calm down, miss. The earlier you begin, the better for you,” the bald man advised, stretching his hands, carrying the folded cleaner uniform to her.

Enraged, Jeannette stormed to the receptionist’s counter and hit it hard, causing a big dent in it. The receptionist stood from her seat, adjusting her glasses, she asked smilingly, “Hello, miss Jeannette. How may I help you?”

“Look!” Jeannette pointed at the men who were now standing behind her, still holding the despicable items. Quite a number of people also gathered and formed a small crowd, eager to see what was going on.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Jeannette barked, “How can these two Omicrons dare to humiliate me like this? Huh?”

There were whispers and complaints heard from the crowd behind her.

“Miss Jeannette,” the receptionist sighed, “if you recall, you applied for the job and it’s approved,”

Hearing the receptionist’s reply, everyone was stupefied. What in the world? How can a Delta’s daughter, one of noble blood, possibly apply to be a low cleaner? Even as a dream, it doesn’t make sense at all.

The receptionist sighed again, “Miss, if you want to resign, maybe you can go beg that Luna you offended,”

“What Luna?” her eyes widened after recalling who Fiona was referring to. That red-haired woman was even higher than a Lycan in wolf rank- a freaking werewolf sovereign!

“So, do you still not want the job?” Fiona asked with a raised eyebrow.

Jeanette’s face had turned pale. She, a Delta wolf was going to join the cleaners to clean? An insult and mortification that she wouldn’t forget. How could she have the courage to live after this?

“Yes or no?” Fiona asked lazily.

With a slight nod, she replied in a small voice, “Yes,”

Bowing her head, she took the uniform in one hand from the bald man, and then the mop and bucket from the other guy.

“Follow us to the general female bathroom. That will be your first work place,” the other guy who had grey hair said to Jeanette as he and the bald man turned to walk away.

Jeanette pouted in unhappiness. How long was this punishment going to last? When her father returns with their Alpha, maybe there can be a solution of some sort.

Reluctantly, she followed after the two men, frowning in the sight of the onlookers.

She didn’t need to look to know some were happy at her plight.

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