The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven - Chapter 313

313: Just the Two of Us 313: Just the Two of Us Meredith.

I cut into my eggs slowly, though my eyes kept sneaking toward Draven.

He bit into his sausage with his usual quiet intensity, jaw moving steadily, expression unreadable.

My mind kept circling back to earlier at the training ground-Jeffery asking to speak to him in private.

I kept wondering what it was.

Would Draven tell me?

Or was it one of those things he chose to carry on his own?

Before I could linger too deep in the thought, Gary’s voice broke the silence.

“When can we-Mabel and I, tour Duskmoor?” he asked directly, his eyes fixed on Draven.

“Since we came, we haven’t been allowed to leave the estate.” My fork paused halfway to my mouth.

I didn’t bother looking up at them.

Ever since my confrontation with Mabel, she hadn’t spoken a single word to me.

And honestly, I just don’t care.

The air between us was sharp and brittle, like glass ready to shatter at the smallest touch.

I told myself not to bother with my siblings.

Instead, I focused on my food and listened quietly.

Draven’s voice came, calm but carrying that weight that made even the walls listen.

“You are free to explore the city of Duskmoor.

But to your own detriment.

I am not going to watch over you.” I looked up then, just in time to catch Mabel’s smile falter.

Her lips parted, but before she could get a word out, Gary placed his hand lightly over hers on the table.

A silent warning for her to shut her mouth.

Gary cleared his throat and forced a grin I could tell he had no choice but to give.

“Thank you, Alpha.

But… this is our first time here.

We don’t know our way around.” The silence stretched.

I shifted in my seat, glancing at Draven.

His face gave nothing away, but the weight of his silence pressed heavily on the room.

Just when I thought he would let the question die unanswered, his deep voice came again.

“I will assign a driver and a car to you.

It is left for you to follow the driver’s instructions.

Otherwise…” his gaze lifted from his plate, cold and sharp as steel, “…whatever you see, you should take.” Gary nodded quickly.

“Understood.” I set my fork down, watching the exchange from the corner of my eye.

Part of me wanted to smirk at the way Mabel’s composure cracked, but instead, I took a sip of my drink, staying quiet.

Draven had already spoken enough for me.

— Breakfast wound down in quiet murmurs of silverware against plates.

And by the time the servants began clearing the table, the weight of Draven’s earlier words still lingered, particularly on Mabel’s face.

Then Xamira’s nanny entered cheerfully.

She greeted Draven and I respectfully before turning her attention to Xamira.

“Princess, it’s time for your class.” Xamira pouted, clutching her fork like a sword.

“But I’m not done yet.” “You’ve had enough sausages for an army,” I teased, leaning toward her.

Her cheeks puffed.

“But one more won’t hurt.” Draven arched a brow, and with that silent Alpha look, Xamira’s rebellion melted.

She slid reluctantly off her chair.

“Fine… but after class, I want cake.” Her nanny laughed and held out her hand.

“We will see.” I watched Xamira go, shaking my head with a small smile as I wiped my lips with a napkin and got up to leave.

As I stepped out of the dining hall, ready to go upstairs, Draven appeared beside me.

His presence filled the space effortlessly.

“Do you feel bored?” he asked, eyes glinting.

I blinked, caught off guard by the sudden question.

“Bored?” I tilted my head at him, narrowing my eyes.

“Why do you ask like that?

What are you plotting?” His lips curved faintly, and he lowered his voice just for me.

“Do you want to go shopping?” I stopped mid-step, stunned.

“Shopping?” The word tumbled out before I could catch it.

My heart leapt immediately, but I forced myself to rein it back.

“Would you come with me?” “Yes,” he said without hesitation.

I stared at him as though he had just promised me the moon.

“You will?” I couldn’t imagine Draven following me around in the malls and just watching me shop.

This kind of activity didn’t seem like something that would suit him.

To the best of my knowledge, Draven was impatient with time-wasting matters like this.

My brows furrowed as I remembered something Dennis had told me when we both went to Duskmoor’s local market.

“But I thought Duskmoor’s main city isn’t safe.

Why are you suddenly suggesting this?” “Because,” he replied evenly, “I’m coming with you.” A laugh bubbled up before I could stop it.

My chest felt light.

“Then I’m going to go get ready.” “Take your time,” he said, nodding.

“I will wait outside for you.” I didn’t trust my grin to stay composed, so I turned quickly and started down the corridor.

The thrill in my steps was impossible to hide, and before I knew it, I was nearly running.

“Slow down,” his voice called after me, amused.

“I know!” I shouted back, already halfway up the stairs, my excitement spilling out with every step.

Once in my bedroom, Deidra and the others put extra care into helping me get ready.

This was the first time Draven and I were going out together, just the two of us.

By the time they were finished, I barely recognized myself in the mirror.

My soft curls framed my face, and the light touch of makeup made my eyes stand out even more.

I quickly slipped into the outfit they had laid out, something simple but elegant, and picked up my lilac-purple phone.

The color always made me smile, maybe because it felt like a little reminder of who I was.

Deidra handed me a purse to match, and I clutched it as if it might steady the butterflies in my stomach.

Walking down from the third floor, I couldn’t keep the smile off my lips.

My heels tapped against the stairs, my pulse racing faster with each step.

I couldn’t help it-I was excited.

I imagined us walking through Duskmoor, Draven beside me, his presence so commanding it would keep the whole world at bay.

Maybe he would even hold my hand.

By the time I reached the ground floor and pushed open the main doors, I was glowing with anticipation.

Draven stood beside one of the black cars, but next to him, lounging like he owned the place, was Dennis.

The joy I had carried all the way from my room collapsed instantly.

I stopped abruptly in the doorway, gripping the purse more tightly, my smile fading from my face, leaving only irritation behind.