The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149: Jealousy

Meredith.

Meredith looked up from the sofa, a handful of nuts still sitting in the bowl beside her. Her eyes widened the instant she saw me.

She straightened her back, startled. Then I caught the quick flick of her arm as she tried to push something behind her back.

It was subtle... too slow.

My gaze didn’t waver. In fact, I didn’t need to see the object to know what it was.

Meredith stammered, trying to find her footing in the conversation before I reached her.

"W-what are you doing here?" she asked quickly. "Do you need something?"

I didn’t answer her, my feet moved. Three strides brought me to the front of the sofa where she sat.

She leaned back a little, caught between mischief and apprehension.

Without a word, I leaned forward and reached behind her in one fluid motion. My fingers closed around the cool, unmistakable curve of her phone.

Her eyes widened even further.

I drew back and raised the screen to my eye level, letting the light flicker across my face.

Meredith had a phone. That had come as a surprise to me the second I realized she had been the one trying to prank me.

I glanced down at the lavender device in my hand and ran my fingers along the strimlined curves. It was perfect. A perfect fit for her purple eyes.

And her phone was unlocked, still open on the messaging app.

And right there, I saw what should have been my name, ’Hubby’ with three red heart emojis.

My brows lowered, and for a second, I just stared at the screen—at the ridiculous contact name, the hearts, the smugness baked into that little smiling face in the text she sent me.

This was bizarre. Why would she save my contact like that?

Then I slowly turned my gaze on her.

She was still trying to compose herself, lips slightly parted like she had half a defence ready but didn’t know which version of it to go with.

"You’ve been busy," I said flatly.

She swallowed but didn’t look away.

I held her phone between my fingers, the message she sent still glowing faintly on the screen like a soft taunt between us.

"Who bought this for you?" I asked quietly.

She blinked. "Dennis."

Of course.

"I didn’t have a phone," she continued, her tone still even, "so he got me one as a gift."

A gift. My jaw ticked.

"If you needed a phone," I said, stepping slightly closer, "why didn’t you come to me?"

She met my gaze directly then. "I didn’t need to go to your brother and ask him for a phone before he gifted me one. He just noticed I didn’t have one. That’s it."

The air between us shifted.

She crossed her arms loosely, shoulders drawn back, her voice gaining a subtle edge. "He was attentive enough to do something for me without me asking."

My eyes narrowed.

There it was—what she wanted me to hear. What she knew would dig somewhere deeper than irritation.

She wasn’t just explaining. She was saying it outright: he noticed what you didn’t.

Indirectly, she was telling me that I don’t pay attention to her, and only my brother does.

Fury prickled in my chest like thorns slowly piercing through skin. My fingers tightened around the phone.

"You have been looking for a reason to be mad at her," Rhovan said in my head, his tone almost amused. "And finally, she has presented you with one."

I exhaled slowly through my nose. The tension simmered, but it didn’t boil over.

Instead, I stared into her eyes and asked calmly, "Are you upset with me... because I wasn’t the one who got this for you?"

She scoffed. "I’m not the one who looks furious and jealous right now."

I didn’t answer.

"Over a phone," she added, crossing one leg over the other, "which you’ve never once thought of buying me."

My jaw clenched again, but I kept my voice steady. "I see."

Refusing to let her words rile me up, I opened the contact list on her phone. Only two names stared back at me.

The ’Hubby’ with the red hearts and another one, ’BF’.

My eyes darkened. I turned the screen toward her. "Who’s BF?" I asked, though I already knew.

She glanced at the screen. "Oh. It’s Dennis."

My gaze lifted slowly. "BF is Dennis?"

"Mm-hm," she hummed with zero guilt. "Why?"

Rhovan’s chuckle echoed in my head. "See where your jealousy has driven you."

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