Spurned Luna's Return: On Your Knees, Alpha Chase! novel Chapter 7

2 days later.

Chase's room.

The Alpha's son was due to take over duties last year from his dad, but because he hadn't found his mate, his father still held the authority.

He had gone to many packs to search for his beloved mate that his wolf was always excited about. He imagined how she would look- slim, two heads shorter than him, ample boobs, mind-boggling backside, tiny waist, beautiful skin, waist-length curly hair, beautiful face bare of any make-up and she would smell like peaches!

He wished to find her every day. Today, there was a party for the pack to attend. He had to be present. He chose a nice outfit from the new clothes he'd bought when he went out shopping a week ago.

His mates were already acknowledged Alphas as they'd found their mates. Why was he different?

"Chase, our mate... our mate is gonna be in this party. I'm sure of it." his wolf said excitedly.

"Stop giving me hope. She isn't in this pack."

"No, this is different. Hurry up. We need to arrive at the party..."

"Okay fine. I'm gonna get us there in seconds. Stop nagging, okay?"

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Lavana had just woken up. She was beaten badly two hours ago, so she crawled to her room to heal. Now she looked good as new except for the bloodstain on her ragged clothes and skin.

She sighed.

"Pamela said only my mate can get me outta here. I really wish he'd appear soon. I can't wait to meet him." she thought.

Suddenly, a bad feeling crept up into her mind.

"The Alpha's son still hasn't found his mate since he shifted 3 years ago. It couldn't be that he's my mate, right?" she shuddered at that thought.

That couldn't be right? Though there was indeed a possibility...

"No, it can't be. Pamela said my mate would take me out of here so he must be from another pack and probably an Alpha or Beta. Well, even if it's Omega like me, as long as he's my mate, I can still leave." she reassured herself and got up.

Her stomach rumbled.

She hadn't eaten since morning, plus the beating she received... she was famished.

She needed to find something to eat. After shifting 2 days ago, those special leaves she usually dried and stored up no longer satiated her. Werewolves loved meat more than anything.

The last time she ate meat was when she was still with her parents in her pack.

It was already dark, and she figured that many were already enjoying themselves in the party hall. She entered the kitchen, hoping to find some leftovers. It seems luck was on her side. There was indeed some leftover rice and a piece of meat on the fry pan. It wasn't well fried and had a lot of oil on it. Still, this was better than nothing.

She took a plate and served the rice along with the meat. She used her hand to eat the rice. She hadn't eaten this much in long time. It was warm too. What luck she had.

After consuming the food, she started doing the dishes. Suddenly, she felt pain in her belly and bent over.

"Ouch... ow! It hurts..." her face paled as she fell to her knees.

A tear slid down her left eye.

The food was poisoned!

Who would do this? She had many tormentors in this pack so anyone of them could have done it. So the culprit was finally tired of her existence and just decided to finish her off.

The pain in her belly was intense and became much more as each second pass by. Her head and legs began to ache too and her neck felt itchy.

"So, this is how I'm gonna die, huh? I haven't taken revenge yet and those three are still asleep... "

She cried bitterly, lacking any strength to move a muscle.

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Chase was smiling back at a pack female when he suddenly felt pain in his chest. His face paled, and he quickly excused himself from the party, claiming he was feeling unwell.

When he got outside, his wolf was shouting: "Chase, hurry! Our mate... is in danger. Go, go!"

Chase smelt gun powder. Is that how a mate's scent should be? Why was it gun powder? That aside, what put her in danger? In any case, he had to follow the direction of the smell.

It led to the kitchen.