Vol 3: 101

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!
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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In the room occupied by Mel and Zyair (1715)

The 7 of them were currently seated on the two long couches, one of them actually from Phoenix's spatial ring.

"Congratulations to you both on defeating the two enemies. Sorry that we couldn't be of much help to you guys," Oliver ruefully said.
"It's okay, Oliver. The enemies came for me and Lavana. Thankfully, they are no more," said Phoenix in a soothing way to which the 5 men nodded.
Then rubbing his palms together while exhaling, he added, "Yeah, I know you guys all agreed that you want us to keep our secrets to ourselves. But we are family and where there is doubt, a pillar can no longer stand. Firstly, I want to tell you guys about my past,"

"We don't doubt you two..."
Phoenix shook his head, causing Rolandro to just seal his lips and let Phoenix have his way.
Lavana's mate covered his face with his palms for a few seconds and then dropped it. Immediately, the five men gasped.
Phoenix smiled at their reactions.

"This..." Zyair stuttered.
"This is my face for which I'm known for. My normal face," Phoenix revealed.
"How?" Oliver mutterd, still not believing how someone with black hair and brown eyes with an average-looking face suddenly turned into a very handsome young man possessing magenta hair and purple eyes, even the eyebrows were magenta!

"This is your natural hair?" Mel asked and Lavana's mate nodded.
"Gosh!" Mel exclaimed.
"Alpha Chase's wife was the one who ruined my pack. I and my Uncle Robin survived, but later, he sacrificed his life so I could escape and live on. I was almost nine at the time. I had turned from an Alpha prince to a beggar.

Anywhere, even the verandahs of human houses, or dark alleys was my home, mosquitoes were my friends. In the winter, I couldn't find enough clothing and even was bullied by some human kids who stripped me of the little clothes I had. So my malnourished self was seated on the cold verandah of this house, naked, hungry, sick, wounded, and shivering from the cold.

At a point, I just decided to lie on the verandah and wait for death. At least I could join my parents and dear uncle Robin. That was when Vellio Atlantes, the light wiz king found me. He covered me with a blanket and carried me in his arms.

That was the first tim in so long that I felt warmth and love again. In his kingdom, I found he and his wife were childless and his wife readily accepted me as their own, not minding the opinions of anyone, making me the first prince," Phoenix paused and looked at the faces of his audience.

"So you're that famous Savage Lord?" Rolandro asked in disbelief. No wonder those guys called him 'Lord'!
Phoenix nodded in response, "My mum, she was a witch, Daddy was an Alpha king. I'm the heir of Late Alpha King Reece Hawkins of the former 7th ranked pack, Moon Heart," he revealed.

"Wow! Man, you really went through a lot. Don't worry, we won't ever tell anyone, not even our mate about you two being perfect hybrids. Our lips are sealed," Mel said determinedly.

"Um... I'm not a hybrid but a tribrid," Lavana corrected, causing the five men's jaws to drop to the floor.
"I don't know how come I'm tribrid. Maybe it's my dad. But if he was tribrid, wouldn't he have being able to defeat Ralton easily? I don't know the whole story, and no one from my clan is alive to tell the tale," she sighed.

"It's alright. You got Blood star now." Rolandro soothed, "We're family, just like Phoenix said. I myself, infact, Mel and I are from the same pack as slaves. Often treated poorly, and when we were 15, the sick Alpha King, Late Leo Williams of the then 89th-ranked pack, Dark Moon, forced us do weird things in public without clothes.

We hadn't shifted then, and slowly the embarrassment was fading, as we did all those weird things too often. One day, he captured my little sister and asked us to do something he wants or else, she would die. She was my only relative left. We readily agreed, even though we didn't know what he wanted, as long as she can live. But that vile man took us into his secret torture chamber and asked us to f*ck each other in the arse. Of course, we refused.

That was when he came over to us, and Mel was the one he r*ped first, to spite me. And then, I begged him not to hurt Mel anymore, that I was willing to take his punishment. So he took me to his bed and violated me all night. I couldn't even scream as my mouth was taped.

He then let me and Mel return to the slave quarters, but he still didn't release my sister. Instead, he had her head delivered to us in a beautiful red box. As angry as we were, we were powerless. Holding grudge was the only thing we could do.

A few days later, me and Mel, we discovered that we had an unnatural urge to do each other, but we kept resisting it. The spiteful king invited us to his chambers and forced us to eat delicious food that had great doses of aphrodisiac, and he told us that his dark witch friend had helped cast a curse on us. Until we find our mates, we're doomed to be sleeping with each other.

We tried our best to resist but nothing worked, in the end we slept with each other. And even when the effect of the aphrodisiac was gone, days later, we hungrily bed each other, rotating who was top or bottom.
And then one day, that bastard asked us to perform a weird dance in public without clothes. Used to it, we did it but he had us take juice and the next thing, we tried to at least run out of the hall but we were blocked by the pack guards and eventually did it at the king's command, in front of everyone.

After that, we were thrown in prison, to be executed on a certain date. Being put in prison and with that damn curse still in place, everyday, it was only moans and harsh slapping of skin whenever we had forbidden coitus that was heard from our cell in the pack's prison.
We shifted in that same cell and nearly died of being starved by the guards who had grown weary of our daily deeds. On the day of execution, we were led out of prison naked. At least this time, we had blurs on us.

But we suddenly fell unconscious and when we woke up, we were out of the pack borders already. There was an old dark witch seated on a tree stump close to us. She said she didn't know that we who she cursed were kids. Although she regretted it, the curse can't be reversed. The only thing she could do was destroy that vile pack and make the curse a bit lighter. So on every full moon, that's when we'll feel the great urge to do it. Then she vanished,"

At this point, Mel continued, "Well, she'd already exacted revenge for us, we were on our own now. After wandering for years, we found a group who hadn't competed yet but had plans to become a recognized Alphaless pack and joined. That's the current Blood star.
But every full moon, we made excuses and would go to an abandoned cabin in the woods to do what we hated, while praying to find our mates soon.

Yeah, our mates are besties from the start. They'd decided to rest in the cabin after being framed and expelled from their packs. But the excited them found us stark nude, I was the bottom that night, my legs on my buddy's shoulders, screaming how much I loved and wanted him to ruin me. We heard feminine screams behind us and immediately smelled our mates,"

"Heavens! That must have been very embarrassing for you two," Zyair exclaimed and the two men nodded.

"Yeah, it was. I quickly pulled out of him and tried to help him stand, but, he kept falling, and our mates were getting away!" said Rolandro.

Mel laughed,"What? If you were the bottom that day, your legs would be trembling like mine. I was as anxious to get to my mate as you were, buddy,"

"Course, I knew that. Honestly, I wanted to ditch you and go after my mate, but I knew it wouldn't be fair," said Rolandro, facing the others, he continued, "Well, we spent a long time begging them not to reject us and that we're not lost causes. We explained everything to them. After two more months, they agreed to forgive and forget what they'd seen. The moment we were accepted, that cursed pull vanished like smoke,"

"Whoa! What a story!" Phoenix exclaimed. These two had indeed gone through a lot.
"I'm glad things went well after you found your mates. And I'm sorry, I initially judged that you guys haven't suffered at all. I'm sorry," Phoenix apologized.
"It's fine, really. If we don't tell, no one would know we were once intimate with each other. Many just know us as besties," said Mel with a chuckle.

"Um... Anyone mind if the rest of us talk too?" Oliver asked.
"No," Phoenix replied and the latter nodded. Now everyone wanted to hear his story.
Adjusting his glasses, Oliver cleared his throat and began, "So, in the past, I was a thief,"
"Eh?" the others exclaimed in shock.
"And occasionally, I kill for money,"

Hearing this, Dante hugged Zyair, tearlessly crying for his mama in an exaggerated manner, causing Oliver to roll his eyes


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