The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 630

Chapter 630: Saving Her King (IX)

[Third Person].

Meredith leaned back slightly. "I hope Dennis is careful."

Draven paused mid-motion and looked up at her. "Dennis?"

"I left him at the border to safeguard it," she explained. "I brought the royal warriors back with me. They helped me secure the palace and created a path for me to enter the Grand Hall."

Instantly, understanding dawned on him, so he nodded. "You did well."

She held his gaze. "You’re not upset?"

"Why would I be?" he asked calmly. "You secured the heart. He secures the wall. That is how a kingdom survives."

A faint smile touched her lips, then it faded.

"Now we have to face those old men," she muttered. "And start racking our brains on how to wrap this up."

Draven’s hands stilled for a second. "They have no choice but to accept you."

She studied him carefully. "And if they don’t?"

His eyes darkened. "Then I will feed them to the vampires," he said evenly. "After all, they would have died here today if it weren’t for you."

She cast him a long glance, and he held it for three seconds before breaking into a grin.

"I’m joking."

She narrowed her eyes slightly. "That didn’t sound like a joke."

He chuckled under his breath and resumed cleaning the wound. "I’m King. I’m allowed dramatic thoughts."

Her lips curved faintly.

He finished tending to her shoulders and sat back on his heels. "Does it still hurt?"

She nodded honestly. "A little."

He brushed his thumb gently along the edge of the wound, careful not to apply pressure.

"It will close in a day or two," she said. "But I probably won’t be lifting anything heavy for a few days."

He gave her a dry look. "You’re not lifting anything at all."

A small pause followed, then she added quietly, almost regretfully, "I can’t even help you clean your own injuries."

Draven stood and wiped the remaining blood from his jaw with the cloth. "I can ask someone else."

She frowned faintly. "I don’t like that."

He stepped closer, cupping her face gently. "You fought a pure-blood vampire general and nearly ended her life." His thumb brushed her cheek. "You’ve done enough."

For a moment, the weight of crowns and war fell away. Then, he leaned his forehead lightly against hers.

Though the elders had already begun to whisper, Stormveil still stood.

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Meanwhile, the border was chaotic.

Dennis stood at the main gate tower, his eyes scanning the environment as his jaw tightened. He felt the vampires coming before he saw them.

A group of dark figures burst towards them, seemingly well coordinated.

"Vampires!" one of the guards shouted.

The clash was immediate. Steel rang against claws. Wolves shifted mid-air. The night was filled with snarls and screams.

Dennis shifted partially—claws out, eyes glowing—meeting the first vampire head-on. He drove his blade through its chest and kicked it off the wall.

A chill ran down his spine, then anger replaced it. The vampires had escaped under his watch. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

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