Alpha Blake exterminated her pack. She was taken to the Ralton pack as a trophy and punching bag. Upon shifting, she finds that his son is her mate. He rejected her because she was a weak rubbish- an Omega!

Heartbroken, she left the pack and was hunted by the Alpha's son who shot her. But she didn't die, nor did she reject him.

Years later, a kick-ass female whom every Alpha wants as Luna, returns to the Ralton pack. Her aim? To crush the pack and make the Alpha bow!

Pretty cool right?

On your knees, alpha chase !

　　They walked to Rolandro and greeted him.


　　"Oh, good morning, dear. You woke up quite late, Lavana."


　　"Yeah," Lavana chuckled while rubbing her neck. "Hehe! I'm sorry. I didn't plan for this to happen but I'm here, anyway. Isn't that what counts?"


　　"Yeah. You're right. So you've never trained before, if I guess right." Rolandro asked.


　　She was something lower than the Omegas back in the Ralton pack. She was a war trophy, a punching bag. That could be considered a kind of training but training with these cool equipment and kind people? This was a first for her.


　　"Uncle, where is Pedro?" Beatrix asked.


　　"He should be with his momma," Rolandro replied.


　　"I heard you, big sis. You take care too. I love ya!" Beatrix said as she ran out of the training hall, causing Lavana to sigh.


CHAPTER 55