The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182: A Silent Promise

Draven.

When we arrived at the estate gates, the silence inside the car was louder than any roar.

Meredith didn’t look at me as she unfastened her seatbelt, the soft click strangely loud in the quiet.

She pushed the car door open, stepped out, and shut it behind her without a word as soon as I pulled over in the driveway.

I watched her slender frame disappear into the dimly lit front steps, her gait stiff with anger.

I didn’t blame her.

She was right to be furious. To someone like Meredith—still young, still able to see the world in lines of black and white—what I did tonight must have looked monstrous.

But in truth, it wasn’t cruelty that kept my hands still on the wheel.

I stayed in the car, the hum of the engine now gone, and let the weight of what I’d just seen settle fully over me.

The image of that pregnant woman being dragged into the van, her mouth covered so no sound could escape—it replayed over and over, sharper each time.

And yet, I had done nothing.

Not because I had turned cold to suffering. Not because my heart had forgotten what mercy felt like. But because what I saw confirmed something darker:

The humans weren’t just hunting us anymore. They were hunting their own.

It wasn’t random, like Brackham had tried to convince me before with his stories of organ traffickers or the black market.

It was targeted. Organized. A van, masked men, and a victim chosen from the road like livestock for slaughter.

The same quiet, deliberate cruelty I had seen in the disappearances of some of our people.

A dark experiment...

An underground lab somewhere on this cursed land, hidden beneath soil and secrets.

One that needed not just werewolf bodies, but human ones too.

That thought made my blood run colder than the night air outside the car.

My hand curled around the steering wheel, the leather groaning under my grip. I let out a slow breath, forcing my pulse to calm.

From the corner of my eye, the house lights glowed softly. One by one, other cars from our convoy pulled into the courtyard. Meredith’s maidservants stepped out first, hushed in the dark. Wanda followed, her eyes searching, catching mine briefly before she walked inside without a word.

Dennis and Jeffery got out last, closing their doors quietly.

I stayed seated until they approached, then stepped out and shut the car door behind me. The gravel crunched softly under my boots.

"Brother?" Dennis asked first, his voice low, searching my expression. "Something wrong?"

I nodded once. "Stay a moment," I told them. "Wait until everyone is inside."

They obeyed, glancing toward the house as the last figures disappeared through the doors.

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