The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 154

Chapter 154: Justified Anger

Draven.

I stared into Meredith’s big eyes that were filled with surprise, and I didn’t know what to do with her anymore.

I had been at home, worried sick about her and tried every means to reach her and Dennis, all to no avail.

And here she was, not daring to meet my gaze for a moment, looking all pitiful like an innocent, abandoned, vulnerable rabbit.

I don’t know what gets into her, and I still can’t tell if the spirit in possession of her body was a one-off purchase subscription or on auto-renewal.

I couldn’t understand why she would leave my house without informing me, and just leave the notice with her maidservants.

I don’t know what she takes me for. I just couldn’t wrap my head around it.

But what I know for a fact is that she needs to be taught lessons on how to respect me, as her husband, her mate and her Alpha.

Maybe I should go back to leaving her in Wanda’s hands to be dealt with.

Apart from me, as I do not have the patience or the time for that, Wanda is the only person who can put her in check and successfully deal with her.

"Wanda hates our mate. Putting her in charge is like offering a meal to a hungry lion," Rhovan reminded me.

"I don’t care. I just want my sanity intact! You don’t expect me to baby an adult when I have other important duties to perform as an Alpha. Do you?" I retorted.

"Maybe, you should speak to Meredith one more time and let her understand her wrong." Rhovan’s tone turned gentler, but I wasn’t having it.

"How many times would I have to remind her? Until I turn into a tyrant and start to treat her like a slave?"

Anger rose to my chest, swirling like molten magma.

I was just too pissed to tolerate Meredith one more time. And it was taking everything in me not to scold her the way I felt.

As shocking as it may sound, I was hurt.

And the truth remains that even Wanda can not leave my residence without informing me.

I am not a lord who would detect or approve whether people living in my house should leave or not, and I can never be one.

Respect was very simple.

Informing the person you’re living under his roof about your whereabouts isn’t too much to ask.

Meredith had a phone to communicate with me if she didn’t feel like meeting me physically to communicate her trip, but instead, she chose to use her maidservants as the informants, as if I didn’t matter.

"Why didn’t you pick up when I called?" My tone was surprisingly calm when I spoke.

Meredith finally met my gaze and swallowed a gulp. "I didn’t hear it ring. By the time I saw the missed call and tried to call back, there was no reception. So... I sent you a message."

I had no words left for her.

My phone has been with me since I started trying her and Dennis’ line. I never got any text.

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