The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212: A United Forte

(Third Person).

The soft knock on Meredith’s bedroom door came just as Kira was setting down the final brush from fixing her hair.

Next came the sound of the door opening, followed by its shutting a few seconds later.

Just then, Cora stepped into the dressing room and announced, "My lady, Xamira is here to see you."

Meredith blinked in surprise. "Xamira?"

Kira exchanged a brief glance with Azul, both of them just as curious.

Meredith rose from the cushioned stool in front of her mirror and stepped into her bedroom. Then, she moved to the door herself.

As she pulled it open, there stood Xamira—tiny, in a pale blue dress with silver thread, her dark curls pinned neatly, and her hands tightly clasped in front of her.

Her eyes, usually wide and full of fire, now carried a nervous weight. Her nanny stood respectfully behind her, offering Meredith a silent bow.

Xamira dipped into a short, slightly wobbly curtsy. "Good morning, my lady."

Meredith’s lips quirked into a faint smile. The formality was unexpected... and clearly rehearsed.

"Good morning, Xamira," Meredith replied gently, stepping aside. "Come in."

The little girl took a deep breath and stepped into the room. Her nanny remained at the threshold.

"I... I came to say I’m sorry," Xamira said, looking everywhere but Meredith’s eyes. "For being rude to you before... and for pushing you into the pool. That was very bad. I know now that I could have hurt you. Really hurt you."

Meredith’s heart softened instantly. Xamira’s small fists were clenched again at her sides, and she was blinking rapidly, as if she had more she wanted to say but wasn’t sure how to say it.

"And..." Xamira added quickly, lifting her chin with as much confidence as her tiny frame could muster, "Thank you for talking to my Daddy and making him stop being mad at me. I missed sitting at the table."

There was something achingly sincere about the way she said it.

Meredith knelt down until they were eye-level, and then she reached out and gently took one of Xamira’s little hands.

"Apology accepted," she said, her voice warm. "Thank you for being brave enough to come and say it."

A breath of relief left the child’s lips, and her shoulders visibly dropped. For a heartbeat, she looked like she might leap into Meredith’s arms, but instead, she just gave a toothy grin and nodded.

"I really am sorry," she said again.

"I believe you," Meredith replied.

A knock of soft heels echoed from behind them as Azul stepped closer. "My lady, we should head down if we don’t want to keep the Alpha waiting."

Meredith stood, brushing invisible dust from her gown. "Then let’s go."

She offered her hand to Xamira, who eagerly grabbed it, her small fingers warm and secure around Meredith’s.

And so, they left the room together.

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The soft chatter in the dining hall came to an abrupt pause when the doors opened.

All heads turned.

Meredith walked in with calm poise. But it wasn’t just her appearance that drew eyes—it was the small hand she held firmly in her own.

Xamira.

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