The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 655

Chapter 655: The Council’s Support

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"And Levi—" Draven turned sharply, disgust flashing across his face. "A married wolf. A father. And he lies with his own sister?"

His jaw tightened. "That entire family is rotten." The anger only grew.

"If she hadn’t been caught," he continued, pacing again, "they would have succeeded. And then what? They would have forced me... forced the crown into acknowledging her?"

His voice dropped dangerously. "I will not spare them."

Meredith watched him rage on and didn’t make any move to stop him. But through the matebond, the storm surged—Draven’s fury, Valmora’s agitation, Rhovan’s rising anger—it all intertwined, heavy and overwhelming.

Then suddenly, Draven stopped and turned to her. "You should have told me immediately you found out," he said. "I would have beheaded her in front of the council. Let everyone see what happens to those who dare such things."

Meredith shook her head slightly. "I handled part of it for both of us." Then, her gaze met his. "You can handle the rest."

For a moment, he said nothing. Then—

"Oscar."

The command rang out sharply.

The door opened almost immediately as Oscar appeared and bowed. "Your Majesty."

"Summon the council of elders and every Royal Alpha," Draven ordered in a cold voice. "For an emergency assembly. Now."

Oscar didn’t hesitate. "At once, Your Majesty," he replied and turned away swiftly.

Draven resumed pacing, his anger far from settled. Meredith watched him for a moment longer, then stood up and crossed the distance between them.

Next, she reached out and gently placed her hand on his shoulder. "Calm down," she said softly, but the tension in his body remained persistent.

"How do you expect me to calm down?" he asked, his voice tight with restrained fury.

He pulled slightly away and tapped his chest. "This anger... it’s still here." Then, he clenched his jaw. "I don’t think I can be as calm as you are right now. Not until I deal with them."

Meredith watched him for a moment, understanding flickering in her eyes. She had felt the same burning rage, the same need to act, when she found out what Wanda had done.

"I know," she said quietly. "I was no different." Her voice remained steady. "Then make sure you decide their fate quickly."

Draven exhaled sharply. "I will," he said. "Otherwise... I might just behead every one of them myself."

His eyes darkened.

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The Grand Hall~

The atmosphere was tense. Every seat was occupied—Council Elders, Royal Alphas, high-ranking officials.

The urgency of the summons had brought them all without delay.

Randall stood among them. Dennis was present as well, his expression already guarded.

At the front, Draven and Meredith sat upon their thrones. The air felt heavy.

Draven finally rose, his gaze sweeping across the hall before speaking. "This assembly was called to address an act of treachery against the crown," he began, his voice firm.

A ripple passed through the crowd.

"Wanda Fellowes," he continued, "attempted to steal royal blood for her own gain."

A moment of silence descended in the hall, then shock spread across every face. Murmurs erupted instantly, spreading like wildfire through the hall.

"That’s impossible—"

"The audacity—"

"How could she dare—"

Even Oscar, standing to the side, looked stunned. He had reached out to everyone in the hall regarding the urgent meeting, yet he had no idea the reason until this moment.

Just then, Draven’s voice cut through the noise. "And not only that," he added, his tone turning colder, "she was involved in an immoral relationship with her own brother. Levi"

That shattered whatever composure remained. The hall descended into immediate chaos.

The elders began speaking over one another, outrage clear in their voices. The Royal Alphas exchanged looks of disbelief and disgust.

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