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

♫ A story, A story,

A story to tell

The young ones; their eyes are sparkling like gold and diamonds.

Happy dreams and laughing smiles,

The truth of today is far from reality.

Souls wander about the earth, searching for what is not to be.

Can the hope be restored? Can peace shower on us like rain; comforting our souls- our tired souls?

A story,

A tale.

Could it be a fantasy? Is it just a mere wish?

How can I smile a happy smile? When will I drink the milk of peace?

Oh! The milk from mama no longer tastes as sweet.

For she’s so worried, the wrinkles abound.

As newborn visits the world, he begins to fear.

Will he live the next moment…”

Beatrix paused and looked at a red-eyed Lavana.

“Is anything wrong?”

“Nothing. Your voice is just so good.” Lavana said with a fake smile.

“Really?” Beatrix asked with scepticism.

“Of course.” she couldn’t dampen her spirits, could she? Who said she was any better than the little one? Besides, no one ever sang for her since her pack got ruined by Alpha Blake. This was wonderful, right?

“Big sis, you are lying again,” Beatrix said with a pout, folding her short arms.

“Well, you did your best, haha.”

“Stop lying. My mum told me I sound like a noisy bird that can’t sing.”

Lavana’s eyes widened. What mother would tell her child that?

“I know I haven’t improved. You don’t need to tell me.”

“Beatrix, you are a talented singer. I myself sound worse than this. I haven’t sung for more than a decade.” she confessed.

“Seriously?” Beatrix put down her hands.

“Yeah.”

“You’re a mermaid. Your race loves singing. How can you not sing at all? Or could it be that you were mute before and started speaking not too long ago?”

“It’s a long story. I was detained in a pack. I was tortured and humiliated. How can I dare to sing?” Lavana sighed.

“What? You were in a pack? Like you mean werewolf pack?”

“Yeah!”

“How did you get in there? What pack was that? I wanna wipe them all out!” Beatrix raged.

“No, you aren’t strong enough. I managed to escape by water after shifting. I plan to return after I find a family and get stronger. I will personally crush that Alpha. He wiped out all my loved ones. No day that I don’t remember them.” Lavana gritted her teeth.

“Alright. I’ll get stronger with you. You need not crush them alone. They hurt you so I must hurt them back. None of their newborns must be spared.” Beatrix’s eyes changed color but Lavana held her hand.

“Don’t concern yourself with such matters for now. Let’s go eat and then we’ll find our way to your home.”

Beatrix calmed down and looked at her big sis.

“I have a request!”

“Oh? What do you want?”

“You are a born singer. You must sing before we leave here. Then I won’t think of your matters anymore.”

“Eh?”

“Are you gonna do it or not?”

“I’ll sing, but keep your promise.”

“Witches don’t lie.”

“Really?” Lavana rolled her eyes.

“Good witches stand by their word.”

“Really?”

“Don’t push your luck!”

“Hahaha. Alright. I’ll sing now. But I only know one song.”

“No problem. I’m the audience now.” Beatrix sat on the bed with her legs crossed.

“Ahem…” Lavana cleared her throat and closed her eyes.

She remembered when she was little. When her mom would sing a song for her before she slept each night and she smiled.

She opened her eyes and began to sing.

“Berries, Berries. I love berries. You love berries. Blackberries, strawberries, blueberries! Lalalala. Lalalala!

Kiss, kiss, kiss. Kiss the little angel’s face. She’s so cute. Mommy loves little angel.

Berries…”

“STOP!” Beatrix cried.

“Please stop singing. Please!” Beatrix cried out.

Lavana raised an eyebrow.

“I thought you wanted me to sing?”

“You have sung and that is enough.”

“But you sang more lines…”

“No. You’ve done more than enough. I’ll keep my word too. I cross my heart, big sis.”

Lavana chuckled.

‘Actually, I can sing better than this, but I won’t do it today. One day, you’ll hear my true voice.”

“How am I sure it isn’t worse than the noise you exhibited just now?”

“Little girl, learn to speak less.”

“Hmph! I’m off to eat. I’m starving.” Beatrix got off the bed and left the room.

Lavana smiled.

“Little one, I will surely amaze you on that day,” she muttered before getting off the bed.

She arranged the bedsheets, so they were neat and headed out of the room to the dining room.

Beatrix was already seated and about to drool.

“Hey, Mr Carl, isn’t the food ready yet? People are hungry!” she yelled.

“Almost done!” Carl replied from inside the kitchen.

“Be faster. My stomach is so flat. I’m dying.”

“Kiddo, if you want something to be done fast, you join hands with others. So, let’s go help him.” Lavana said and entered the kitchen.

“Hmph!” Beatrix looked away, with her arms folded.

After a short while, she turned her head.

The fragrance was so much better. What food was this?

“This tastes good. Thank you, M Carl. You’re an amazing cook.” Beatrix heard Lavana say from the kitchen.

What? Lavana was having a bite and she was here starving.

“Big sis, don’t finish the sample. I’m coming to help now,” she said and got off the dining chair, running as fast as she could into the kitchen, afraid that the samples would be gone by the time she arrived.

Reaching where Lavana was, she saw an empty plate.

“Big sis… Where’s my share?” Beatrix looked teary-eyed. Her sample was gone!

“Work and then you eat. That’s the basic rule. Look at me, I’ve helped out or a while and Mr Carl rewarded me. You should help out too, then you get appetizers.” Lavana preached.

“I want a tiny sample first, then I’ll work.” Beatrix pleaded.

“Here, have a taste.” Carl handed Beatrix a small plate. There was a tiny piece of meat on it. “Fulfill your promise.” he said and got back to cooking.

Beatrix took the small spoon and used it to put the meat in her mouth.

“It tastes good but too small.”

“I thought good witches stand by their word.” Lavana rolled her eyes.

“Eh? Did I say I was a good witch? I’m a petty one.”

“Even a petty person knows how to work hard. Mr Carl’s done his part. You do yours or you’ll only eat vegetarian dish while I get to eat the meat. You see, the meat I ate as a sample was thicker and longer than my thumb.”

“You… What do you need me to do, Mr Carl?” Beatrix asked.

“Help me wash the potatoes over there.”

‘All of them?”

“Just 7 of them will do. Wash them very well or they won’t taste good.”

“Just say I look like someone who’ll wash away the taste and nutrients in an ingredient.” Beatrix murmured.

“Here’s another reward, miss.” Carl gave Lavana a bowl containing a fragrant soup.

“Lavana looked at Beatrix and drank it.

“Hey, save some for me.”

“Here’s your motivation.” Carl gave Beatrix a spoonful of the soup.

Beatrix clearly saw that there was some meat in Lavana’s soup just now. But hers had just two fish eyes.

“It’s better than nothing, right?” Lavana said as she smacked her lips.”If you don’t want it…”

“I want it.” Beatrix drank the soup and returned the spoon to him before heading to where the potatoes were.

“I just need to wash 2 of them.”

“Young lady, it’s seven.” Lavana reminded.

“I know that. Can you not spoil my fun?” Beatrix got to work soon enough.

She had to stomach Lavana constantly getting nice samples while she could only look on, salivating.

“Your big sis is too thin. She needs to eat well.” Carl said. “Here. Have this mushroom. It’s…”

“Don’t worry. I’m almost done with washing these potatoes. I’ll get the wonderful reward.” Beatrix said while staring at Lavana, who was smacking her lips again.

“Why does a mermaid love so much meat?” Beatrix muttered.

“Who said a mermaid can’t eat meat?” Lavana asked.

Carl sighed. He’d known the real identities of these two now from this cooking session alone.

The little one was a witch, and the bigger one was a mermaid. But there’s another thing.

Why are they referring to themselves as sisters? They don’t even look alike to begin with. Maybe they swore to be sisters or their father and mother…

Forget it! He should just mind his own business.

A/n:

Hi again. Been down with fever. Almost recovered. Hopefully, I can write as much as I want before this month runs out. So you like this book so far? What suggestions do you have for me?Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.