The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 80

Chapter 80: When Are You Leaving?

~**(Third Person)**~

Dinner passed by in a blur for Meredith. She was so exhausted that her body practically begged her for a bed hug.

Ultimately, she left immediately after finishing the pork cutlet with mayo dipping sauce on her plate.

After dinner, Draven bent low and pressed a kiss to Xamira’s forehead.

"Good night, pumpkin," he whispered against her hair.

Xamira sighed, long and tired. "Good night, Daddy."

Draven didn’t notice the disappointment in her tone. Or maybe he did, but he still turned and left without looking back because he was exhausted.

He had shown up earlier for their promised playtime, but not even ten minutes had passed before his phone rang, and he had to leave.

Again.

That was why Xamira’s little heart felt heavy when she saw Meredith earlier, why her voice had sounded colder than usual. And the reason she had asked that question.

Wanda quietly took her hand, her touch light but certain.

"Let’s go to your room, sweetheart," she said softly, almost sweetly.

Xamira nodded.

They walked together toward Xamira’s pink-themed bedroom. The hallway glowed with low lights. It felt warmer in this wing of the mansion. Familiar. Safer.

At the door, Wanda turned to Dorothy.

"You can go now. I will tuck her in."

Dorothy hesitated for a heartbeat, then bowed slightly. "Good night, Miss Fellowes. Good night, Xamira."

" Good night," the little girl murmured.

When the door clicked shut, Wanda led her to the plush bed, helping her crawl under the pastel pink blanket. She fluffed the pillows and pulled the blanket gently to her shoulders.

"I told her," Xamira said suddenly.

"Huh?" Wanda paused. "Told who?"

"Daddy’s wife," the girl replied, her tone quiet. "I asked her when she would leave when I ran into her."

Wanda blinked once, then leaned in with wide eyes, her expression exaggerated. "You did?"

Xamira gave a small nod, her eyes searching Wanda’s face. "Was that wrong?"

"Oh, no," Wanda said quickly, touching her hand and smiling. "That was very brave of you. You did well."

The girl exhaled slowly, relieved.

"So, what did she say?" Wanda asked, tucking in the edges of the blanket. She was so happy to learn about Xamira’s confidence because she didn’t think the little child would throw that question at Meredith.

And now, she was curious about the latter’s response.

"She said... when Daddy lets her go."

Wanda scoffed lightly, brushing a stray curl from Xamira’s cheek. "She lied."

Xamira blinked. "She lied?"

"Of course she did," Wanda said gently. "She can leave whenever she wants to. But she doesn’t want to. So now she is making excuses using your Daddy’s name. She just wants to live here."

Xamira looked away, her lips twitching downward. Then, barely above a whisper, she muttered,

"Then I will make her go away... like Larissa did."

Wanda’s smile grew. She reached over and gently stroked the girl’s hair.

Father.

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