The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217: He Already Knew

Meredith.

I drew in a sharp breath. "What are you trying to say?" I asked, keeping my voice steady. "Do you hate her or something?"

Valmora didn’t reply immediately. A pause stretched between us like an invisible thread.

"Don’t worry," she finally said, her tone unsettlingly calm, "in due time, you will see."

My jaw tightened. I shrugged off the unease her words brought, brushing it away like a fly buzzing too close to my ear. But the truth was, her cryptic tone had settled beneath my skin, coiling tightly in my chest.

Then, as if flipping a switch, she changed the subject.

"We need to start training again. There’s no time."

I rolled my eyes internally and nearly groaned aloud. Just hearing the word training made my muscles ache. "You’ve got to be kidding me," I muttered.

"I don’t think we even have a lot of time before the first war happens," Valmora went on, ignoring my exhaustion. "You should be able to take on a vampire by yourself, Meredith."

A short laugh escaped my lips. "Do you tell jokes for a living now? Is that your new profession?"

"I’m not joking."

Her voice was firm, unbending.

I stopped laughing. "Valmora," I said, already feeling the weight of her expectations press against my ribs, "at this rate, you’re going to get both of us killed."

"I won’t let that happen."

There she goes again.

I exhaled slowly and rubbed my temple. "Right. Of course you won’t."

But then she dropped a bomb.

"A few vampires are coming tonight."

I straightened immediately on the bench. "What? Where?"

"Here."

My stomach flipped. "You’re just telling me this now?" My voice pitched in disbelief. "Draven should know about this!"

"The most important thing," she said dryly, "is that I’ve passed the information to you. Do with it as you please."

Her detachment made my heart thud faster in my chest.

No longer calm, I rose to my feet in one swift motion—only to hear the sound of hurried steps and breathless giggles heading my way.

I turned.

Xamira came running up the slope of the garden with her little fingers pinched together. Kira and Deidra were trailing behind, panting slightly from trying to keep up.

"I caught a butterfly!" she squealed, extending her hand proudly.

I forced a smile. My heart hadn’t calmed, but I didn’t want her to see it.

"It’s beautiful," I said, bending slightly to peer at the delicate creature struggling between her fingertips.

"I know," she replied brightly.

"What are you going to do with it?" I asked her gently. "Will you set it free? Or... play with it?"

She giggled again. "I will set it free later. I want to take it to my room first."

I nodded and gave her a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes. "Alright, then. Let’s head inside."

We began our walk back to the house—Xamira skipping ahead, Deidra and Kira flanking us again, and my thoughts already racing ahead of my steps.

As we entered the hallway, I quietly pulled out my phone. My thumb tapped against the screen until I found Draven’s contact.

I pressed the call button, waiting only a second before he answered.

"Are you free now?" I asked, skipping pleasantries. "I want to have a word with you."

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