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The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 353

Chapter 353: If I Want to Survive

Meredith.

Arriving at the main living room, I sank into the long sofa and exhaled as if my body had been carrying stones all day.

Not long after, a servant brought in a silver tray with a small assortment of pastries and candied fruits.

I dismissed her quickly, then let the sweetness melt against my tongue, chasing away the tightness in my chest.

But the silence lingered, and along with it were my thoughts.

"Valmora," I called inwardly. "How many vampires did you kill when you were Serena’s wolf?"

Her laugh was low and amused, like smoke curling around a flame. "I can’t count them all, Meredith. The number would bore you."

I rolled the stem of a grape between my fingers, thinking. Then the question came without warning. "Why do you hate them so much?"

Her tone sharpened, no longer playful. "Because they are ticking time bombs, you can dress them in silk, make them swear oaths, lock them in cages... it doesn’t matter. They explode. Always."

I frowned, narrowing my eyes at the gleam of light on the tray. "Explain."

"They start wars without cause," Valmora said with a cutting voice. "They don’t need a reason to sneak, to attack, and to spill blood. They kill for the sake of it, for hunger, for thrill. That is their nature. That is what they are."

The sweetness in my mouth turned bitter.

Her words cut deep, echoing through me long after they had ended. But I couldn’t just swallow them whole.

I knew vampires could be horrible, but I believed they were not all cut from the same cloth.

"That sounds like prejudice," I said slowly, twirling the grape between my fingers until the skin tore. "You paint them all with the same brush, as if none of them could be different."

Valmora’s laugh slithered back into my mind, sharp as glass. "You think like a child, Meredith. That’s what makes you weak sometimes."

My jaw tightened. "Or maybe it’s what makes me humane. If you judge an entire race by its worst, you leave no room for anything else. No room for truth or change."

There was a small pause, then her voice came low, not mocking this time, but edged with something heavier.

"The truth, Meredith, is that vampires don’t change. They are corrupt, so they rot. Give them time, and they will always show their fangs. I learned that too many times, in too many wars."

I pressed my lips together as the sweetness on my tongue soured, my fingers still resting on the rim of the tray.

But Valmora didn’t let me linger in silence for long. Her voice pressed in again, heavier this time.

"Your softness will get you killed if you carry it into tomorrow. Do not underestimate them, Meredith. A vampire moves faster than your eyes can follow. Their hunger drives them. Their cruelty blinds them. When you meet one, there will be no time to wonder if they’re different. You strike, or you die."

"If you want to survive, if you want to prove yourself to Draven and fight him, then forget this notion that they can be anything but what they are."

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