The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94: Fighting Both

Draven.

Dennis followed me out of the dining hall like a shadow clinging too closely. He always does this when he has things to say.

I didn’t mind. The atmosphere today was... pleasant.

No one pissed me off.

"You mean our mate?" Rhovan stirred in my head, but I quickly shut him off.

"That dinner wasn’t bad," Dennis said, already sounding too amused with himself. "In fact, I had say it was the most peaceful and interesting meal we’ve had in weeks."

I didn’t respond. Not yet. I knew he wasn’t finished.

He slipped his hands into his pockets. "Did you notice something? Wanda was the one who left early tonight, not Meredith. The tables have turned, big brother."

He was fishing for a reaction. I gave him none.

Dennis grinned wider, cockier. "Come on, admit it. The shift in air? No cold glares, no faked civility. Just calm... well, until you opened your mouth about her eating habits. Why would you liken her to a bird?"

I finally glanced sideways at him. "You sound almost too thrilled."

He looked... excited, like Meredith’s emotional support system.

"Wouldn’t you be?" he said, unfazed. "It’s about time Wanda learned she’s not the centrepiece anymore. And you... well, seems like all that affection you had for her has quietly drifted to someone else."

I stopped mid-step, looking at him. "Affection?"

Dennis didn’t flinch. "Okay, obsession, then. The point still stands."

"And you’re enjoying this a little too much." I resumed walking.

Dennis doesn’t know what he’s saying. For once, I think that his brain is over-shooting with excitement. I decided to be the bigger person and forgive him before he even realizes that he was wrong.

"Of course, I am. This is great character development for you. And also for Wanda, who probably didn’t think you had it in you."

His words drifted off as we turned into one of the quieter wings. The chandeliers above buzzed faintly, lighting the long corridor ahead.

Dennis suddenly turned serious. "Was it true, what I heard? That Xamira was the one who pushed Meredith into the pool?"

My pace slowed slightly. "Sadly, yes. She did that."

Dennis exhaled sharply, dragging a hand down his face. "Damn. That girl’s kind and innocent to do something like that unless someone’s messing with her head."

I silently agreed with him.

"Wanda," Dennis muttered. "It has to be her. Xamira doesn’t wake up mean overnight. Wanda is responsible for poisoning her mind."

"I don’t doubt that," I mumbled.

Dennis glanced at me and asked, "So what will you do about it?"

"Wanda won’t be allowed near her again. They won’t be together alone." My voice was flat.

"That’s it?" He gave me an eye, clearly unsatisfied by how I decided to go about the situation. But I had my reasons.

And to get his stubborn ass off my back, I said, "For now."

He sighed. "And Xamira’s punishment? You really think isolating her from the dining table is the best way to handle it?"

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