The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 574

Chapter 574: Searching His Thoughts

[Meredith].

Dennis reacted instantly, placing himself half a step in front of me, guiding me back just enough to keep space around us.

I was overwhelmed. I hadn’t expected this. The affection was genuine, but it was sudden, and I worried someone might get pushed or stumble in the excitement.

So, I raised my hand. And slowly, the voices quieted.

"Thank you," I said calmly. "Truly. I’m grateful for your kindness."

Their faces softened at once. Then one of them asked, "How is our Alpha?"

"He is well," I replied. "And he wishes you all good health."

Their smiles spread again.

"Please," I added gently, "return to your stalls. I don’t want anyone getting hurt."

To my relief, they listened. Then one by one, they stepped back, waving, smiling, and returning to their places. I waved back, my heart still pounding.

Dennis leaned down slightly as he guided me away. "You have loyal fans now. I seriously underestimated this. I should have brought guards," he muttered.

"There is no need," I said softly. "They meant no harm."

"It doesn’t hurt to be careful," he replied more seriously now. "People with bad intentions always look for opportunities like this."

I didn’t argue as I silently agreed with him.

We went straight in search of fresh mangoes.

Dennis was particular—annoyingly so. He asked questions, inspected the fruits, even argued briefly with one vendor before moving on to the next. He wanted mangoes harvested that very morning, nothing else.

Eventually, he found a vendor that met his standards and bought half a basket.

"Deliver it to where the black G-Wagon is parked," he instructed.

Once that was settled, he gestured ahead. "Come on. If you see anything you like, just say so."

"I didn’t bring money," I replied casually.

He stopped mid-step. Slowly, he turned to stare at me as though I had just told him I didn’t know how to read.

"You came to the market... without money?" he asked incredulously.

I shrugged. "I didn’t plan on buying anything."

His gaze dropped to my shoulder bag. "Then what’s in that big bag?"

I almost laughed. It wasn’t even large, but I understood why it looked that way to him. Regardless, I answered honestly, "My phone. And the car key."

For a moment, Dennis looked completely lost. Then he sighed, rubbing a hand down his face.

"Point at whatever you want," he said. "I will buy it."

I smiled. "Thank you."

We continued walking through the busy market, the air thick with voices, scents, and movement. My attention drifted from stall to stall until something green caught my eye.

"Moringa leaves," I said, pausing.

Dennis followed my gaze, then nodded and paid without question.

A little farther down, I spotted fresh lemongrass. "That too."

He paid again, then glanced at me sidelong. "You can’t choose anything that isn’t a herb, can you?"

"Unfortunately, no," I replied lightly. "I’m very passionate about making different teas now."

He shook his head but didn’t stop me. Instead, he took the small bundles from my hands and carried them himself as we walked on.

’Oh. So he wanted this.’

’Find her.’

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