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

40 minutes later.

Beatrix was done gaming 5 minutes ago after being bullied by an Enma player who pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger. She was using Menreiki in the last match with her team suffering a terrible defeat 10-50. This Enma player had 35 kills! What nonsense and he got them in so few minutes. She called him a hacker, nearly smashing the phone to the ground but then she recalled it wasn’t hers, to begin with.

How annoying! She was the feeder in the team coz this Enma seemed to target her the most. Her Menreiki died a whopping 20 times. 1 good score was beaten out of her. Her idiot teammates wouldn’t quit the game nor help her. She was also the type not to give up.

She kept finding ways to attack him by surprise but it was always the other way round. She looked for tears to shed but couldn’t find any. It was only when she gave up fighting and just go AFK that the game ended.

Those stupid people! She’s noted their usernames down. Whatever it takes, she must find the humans behind the usernames on her team and bully them till they called her grandma, especially that Enma player! But that would only be when she returned to her home safely.

So she tiredly placed the phone on the couch and sighed.

She’d decided that out of sight will be out of mind; so she’s trying to enjoy the spiderman cartoon that was playing on screen with Lavana.

At that moment, the door creaked and she saw two feet step in. They were familiar, so there was no need to be alarmed.

Carl had returned to the home.

Soon enough, his head was seen.

“Hello, ladies,” he said, waving cheerfully, successfully getting Lavana’s attention.

“Oh, you’re back. Welcome, Mr Carl.” she greeted with a smile.

“Hmm.” Carl nodded and walked closer to them. He looked at what was on the screen. It seems she like cartoons.

“What did you get?” she asked as she took the nylons bags from him.

She placed them on the table and knelt on the floor to check them out. She opened the first green fancy nylon bag and gasped.

She saw beautiful fancy slippers. There were 3 in it and they seemed to be her size.

“These… are they mine?” she asked with uncertainty.

Such nice and beautiful slippers could belong to her? Was she dreaming? She felt the urge to pinch herself.

“Yeah, they’re yours. I bought them at a shop not too far from here. The prices are okay. And little lady…” Carl picked up the other black nylon bag and took out a pair of white sandals with a rose pattern on the trims. He also took out another pair of black shoes and white ruffle ankle socks.

Beatrix got off the chair and walked to him. She took the shoes and felt all around them.

“They are good quality and nice to look at. Thank you, Mr Carl.” she said with a smile and skipped away from the living room. Most likely, she was going to the guest room. She didn’t forget to take the phone with her.

Lavana felt that these slippers were all beautiful. But which one should she try out first? After a short while, she chose the one that caught her eye the most.

She put the red slippers on the floor and tested them.

Wah, it fitted so well. It felt so nice to wear too.

“Wah, Mr Carl, I love them. They are very pretty. I’ve never worn anything as good as this for a long time. Thank you so much.” Lavana was teary-eyed. She recalled when her mum would gift her beautiful shoes for her to practice dancing. She was the best cheek and forehead kisser too. She recalled when her dad put on a princess gown to dance with her in the pack’s talent show. Though she didn’t win but she had a lot of fun.

“Er… it’s nothing. No need to be overly excited.” Carl looked at her and saw that she seemed to have zoned out. Her teary eyes were welling up and soon tears flowed while she kept staring at the empty wall.

“Miss Lavana?” he felt concerned for her.

What happened that made her mood suddenly change? Or did he do something wrong? He recalled that she was a mermaid. If what he’d read in the legends was true wouldn’t crying too much cause her to go blind or worse still send her to the death?

He shuddered at the thought of the latter option. That mustn’t happen.

He walked to her and carefully touched her shoulder.

She looked at him.

“Mr Carl, is there any issue?” she asked, looking at him confused.

“Here, have it. You need it.” he said and gave his hanky to her.

She brought her right hand to her face and touched it. Yes, it was indeed wet. She was crying?

Mr Carl saw her crying?

“I think you should sit down, miss Lavana.” he said softly.

She let him lead her to the chair and she sat down. He sat beside her and asked her if he did anything wrong. But she shook her head.

“No, Mr Carl. You didn’t do anything wrong. I don’t know why I can’t control these tears.” she said, sniffing and wiping the tears that didn’t want to stop flowing.

“Did you remember something awful?” he asked.

She shook her head.

“No, Mr Carl. It wasn’t a terrible memory. I remembered good things. The wonderful memories of my early stage of life with my dad and my mom and my people. I remembered the happiness…” she continued crying, resigning to stop using the hanky to wipe the never-ending tears.

“Miss Lavana… look at me,” he said but she looked away instead.

“Look at me.”

“I won’t,” she said with a hoarse voice.

“Why? Am I hideous to look at?”

“No. I’m currently hideous. You are the fine-looking man.

“Oh? I’m handsome? Shouldn’t you as a girl be looking at this handsome man here? If you don’t look at me, I’ll take it that you hate me so much.”

“I don’t hate you. Why would I?” Lavana’s voice deepened and she looked at him finally.

“Look…” he wiped off her tears with his hand and used it to rub his face.

“Your tears are like expensive oil. If you keep wasting it like this, I’ll have no choice but to use them as a facial cleanser.”

“You…”

“Miss Lavana, you are a mermaid. You aren’t supposed to cry this much. Do you want to go blind?” he asked.

“Who said I’d go blind?” she asked looking pissed, her eyes had turned orange.

He raised his hands in surrender.

“I was wrong, dear.”

“Hmph! You saw nothing.” she used the hanky to wipe off the remaining tear stains quickly.

Looking at him she saw his pained expression.

“Are you feeling hurt somewhere?” she asked.

“I am hurt. Your tears are the best moisturizer…” he said but in the next moment, his eyes widened.

He felt his neck become so cold.

He looked at her and saw that from her hand, an ice chain come out and wrapped around his neck.

“My tears are precious. You have no right to covet them.” Lavana said with a different voice. Her eyes were glowing.

He was just teasing her. How did it bring about this reaction.?

“I’m sorry. I was just joking. I told you myself that your tears are precious, right?”

“My tears aren’t comparable to essential oil. They are worth more than sapphires!” he heard her say again.

“And she isn’t just a mermaid.” he heard her say again in another voice.

“Who gave you the right to touch her face? Are you tired of living?” he heard another voice. The other two voices he heard also caused her eyes to change too. He felt frightened.

“If you touch her again without kowtowing 100 times, I’ll rip your pathetic head off.” this voice was a little childlike but Lavana’s expression showed how pissed ‘she’ was.

Carl nodded. The ice chain wasn’t tight. It was just placed around his neck. Seems she didn’t have any intention to kill him. Soon, her eyes changed back to normal and she fainted on the couch, causing the ice chain to lose weight and break.

It quickly vanished like it was never there if not for the coldness he still felt around his neck and the chill in his heart.

As much as he wanted to help her out of the couch, he’d just been forbidden to touch her. Of course, he must obey if he still wanted his head intact.

There was only one person who could touch her and it was…

At this moment, the door of the guestroom opened.

“Big sister.” Beatrix ran out of the room in haste and panic.

A/n:

Hello, I’m sorry for the late updates. I’m not fully back yet. I’m currently writing Alpha’s Luna is a Fae-Siren Mage! it’s nearing completion. You can have a look to kill time.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.