The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49: Annoying Oatrun Brothers

Meredith.

"Thankfully, you are able to join us for breakfast," Wanda said sweetly from her seat.

I didn’t even glance in her direction. Whatever game she was playing this morning—whether it was guilt, performance, or petty sabotage—I wasn’t going to play along.

She could sit there and smile herself into oblivion for all I cared.

From the head table, Draven’s voice broke the silence. "I don’t see Dennis here. Where is he?"

Jeffery, sitting just beside me, answered smoothly, "He just finished his morning run. He will be here soon."

And just like that, footsteps echoed from the corridor beyond. I tilted my head slightly to the side, curious but unprepared for what I saw.

It was him.

The handsome man with the horse. The one I had vented to in the garden yesterday.

And he was... walking straight up to Draven.

"Good morning, brother," he said with a wide grin, and my stomach dropped.

He pulled out the chair directly at Draven’s right and sat down like he belonged there—because he did. My chest tightened, and I had to force my face not to betray the thousand thoughts racing through my mind.

Of course, he was Dennis. Draven’s younger brother.

The resemblance—how could I have missed it? His eyes, the sharp cut of his jaw. Not identical, but the familiarity was there, buried beneath the mischief in his smile.

Now I understood why something about him had felt so... oddly familiar yesterday.

I was furious.

Not just at him for not introducing himself, but at myself, too. For talking so freely. For trusting that face, that smile, even for a moment.

Had he gone back and told Draven everything I said? Had they laughed over it together?

I ground my teeth just as Draven gestured for everyone to begin eating.

Then Dennis turned his head.

His eyes landed on me, recognition lighting up his expression like a candle in the dark. And then, with absolutely no shame, he smiled.

"Hello," he said, loud enough for the table to hear, "you must be Meredith. My brother’s cursed wife. It’s a pleasure to meet you."

Wanda chuckled behind her hand. Jeffery choked on his water. Xamira looked around in confusion.

Draven? He frowned hard at Dennis.

And me?

I narrowed my eyes at him, voice sharp and cold. "Unfortunately, the pleasure isn’t mine."

How dare he remind me that I was cursed?

But he didn’t look fazed. If anything, his grin widened. "Are you mad at me for being the Alpha’s brother?"

I didn’t answer. I was still debating whether to throw my spoon at his head or just walk out.

Draven’s voice broke through the tension. "Do you two know each other?"

Dennis turned to his brother with that same annoying smirk. "Yes. We met yesterday evening. Your wife seemed very mad at—"

I cleared my throat loudly and fixed Dennis with a death glare before he could finish.

He caught the message.

Raising his hands in surrender, he turned back to Draven. "Your wife won’t let me finish. Don’t blame me."

Infuriating.

I was hoping that would end it, that he would finally go away. But of course, Draven’s brother didn’t know when to quit.

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