The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 677

Chapter 677: Randall is Punished (II)

[Third Person].

Back in the Grand Hall, the tension slowly began to dissolve.

One by one, the elders, Alphas, Betas, and officials began to leave, their voices low as they murmured among themselves, each processing what they had just witnessed.

Soon, the hall began to empty.

Dennis remained. He waited until the last of them had gone before stepping forward, the faint smile still present on his face.

"Well done, brother," he said without holding back. "You didn’t disappoint." His tone carried a sincerity that needed no embellishment.

Draven smiled as he stepped down from his throne. Almost immediately, Dennis stepped closer and pulled him into a brief, firm embrace.

"Thank you."

Draven returned the hug. "What are brothers for?"

No more words were needed between them.

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At the same time, another car pulled out of the palace, and inside it sat Rosalie.

A Royal guard accompanied her, but she gave no instructions beyond the destination. Her expression remained calm, though there was a quiet resolve in her eyes.

The car did not slow down as it moved directly toward the Oatrun Estate.

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The Oatrun Estate~

Randall had already arrived, but he was not given the luxury of solitude.

The Royal guards remained close, following him through the halls as servants were summoned to gather his belongings. Every movement was watched, every action monitored.

The servants worked quickly, packing only what was necessary under strict instructions.

Randall said little, but the tension in him had not lessened.

When everything was finally ready, he was escorted out of the house. And that was when Rosalie stepped out of the carriage.

She approached them and stopped a few steps away from Randall, her gaze fixed on him as though she had been waiting for this exact moment for years.

"I have a score to settle with this old wolf before he is sent away," she said with a steady voice.

The guards instinctively shifted, unsure, but did not interfere.

Randall let out a dry laugh, though there was no amusement in it. "You?" he said, looking her over with open disdain. "You can barely stand for long, and you want to fight me?"

Rosalie didn’t react to the insult. "If you’re afraid, you can leave now. You are already being thrown out of Stormveil. No one will blame you for running." Her tone was very calm.

Randall’s expression darkened instantly. "Afraid?" he repeated, his voice dropping. "You really have forgotten your place."

"My place?" Rosalie tilted her head slightly. "You mean the cage you kept me in?"

For a moment, neither of them spoke. The tension stretched, then Randall exhaled sharply. "Fine. I will remind you of who I am," he said.

Rosalie didn’t wait. Her body shifted first, smoothly. Her aura changed before her form did, turning colder and sharper until her vampire nature surfaced fully. Her eyes darkened, and her presence became something far more dangerous than before.

Randall followed immediately. His body twisted and expanded into his wolf form, powerful and imposing, the ground beneath him seeming smaller as he fully transformed. His eyes locked onto her with pure hostility.

Then they moved.

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