The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146: A Reward

Meredith.

The shrill ring of my phone tore through the quiet in my room, dragging me violently out of the deep, dreamless sleep I’d barely sunk into.

I groaned softly, rolling onto my side, my hand fumbling across the nightstand until I found the device. My eyes squinted against the glow of the screen.

Dennis.

I answered without thinking. "Hello...?"

"Were you sleeping?" came Dennis’s familiar, smooth voice. There was a smile tucked between the syllables.

"Yes," I mumbled, my voice thick with sleep.

"Oh," he said with mock guilt, "My apologies for waking you. I just wanted to remind you that your favourite driving instructor will be ready for you in half an hour."

I groaned, flopping onto my back. "I’m too tired for lessons today. I want to sleep some more."

There was a brief silence, then Dennis sighed. "That’s too bad... I guess the ice cream I drove more than an hour to buy for you will just melt away."

My eyes snapped open. I sat up so fast the pillow fell from behind me. "You got me ice cream?"

Since that time, Dennis first took me to Duskmoor’s town when I had a breakdown, all thanks to Draven, and bought me Ice cream; I haven’t had another.

Dennis chuckled. "I see you’ve changed your mind about the lesson. I’ll be waiting at our usual spot."

"I’m coming!" I blurted as I swung my legs off the bed, fully alert now.

"Don’t run!" he called through a laugh before hanging up.

I threw the blanket aside, darted into the dressing room, and pulled on something simple—a matching two-piece, pants and a top. I didn’t even waste time checking myself in the mirror. The mention of ice cream had robbed me of all reasoning.

As I stepped back into the bedroom, I slipped my phone into the drawer of the nightstand. I wasn’t about to risk Draven finding out about it before my plans. I had plans.

I dashed out of the room, my heart pounding—not from excitement alone, but from a tiny spark of fear. I prayed none of my maidservants would walk into my room while I was out and cause a panic.

The last thing I wanted was to get them into trouble with Draven. He’d scold them for not knowing my whereabouts. And truly, it was wrong of me to leave without informing anyone. But...

But it was ice cream.

And when Dennis said he’d gotten it for me, every bit of sense I had was stripped away.

Maybe it would have been the best situation if I had told Azul from the outset that I would never miss my driving lessons for anything.

By the time I reached the front lawn, I was in a half-run, my breath hitching slightly.

Dennis was already there, standing beside his car, holding the plate of ice cream in one hand and two plastic spoons in the other. The broad smile on his face widened when he saw me.

I skidded to a stop in front of him, panting. Strands of hair clung to my forehead with sweat. My bun was a mess. I probably looked ridiculous.

"It seems like you ran, my lady," Dennis said with laughter in his voice.

"I didn’t want my ice cream to melt," I replied, meeting his gaze as I straightened up.

Dennis shook his head with an amused glint in his eyes. "It’s a good thing you didn’t slip. You’re right on time." Then he added, "You didn’t come with any of your maids today?"

I couldn’t take my eyes off the plate of ice cream. "No need for an escort today."

Dennis hummed. "Too bad I wouldn’t have to see the constant stare of that particular maid of yours. What is her name again?"

"Deidra," I replied with a smile, and he nodded.

A few minutes later, we found ourselves seated on the grass, our backs against the hedge. The plate of ice cream rested between us.

He passed me a spoon before peeling open the lid. The ice cream was split in two: one side soft pink, the other a creamy vanilla shade.

My eyes lit up at the sight.

Without waiting for an invitation, I scooped a generous amount of the pink part into my mouth. Strawberry. The sweetness rolled across my tongue.

"Won’t you like to take a photo?" Dennis asked, licking the melted bit from the lid.

I shook my head, savouring another bite. "Didn’t bring my phone."

He blinked. "Why?"

"I don’t want your brother to find out I have one. At least not yet. I want to prank him with it first, like I planned."

Dennis smirked. "Oh, I’m sure he will love that."

I didn’t reply. I knew Draven’s temper far too well to believe he’d laugh at any prank I played. If anything, I was risking his wrath. Again.

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