The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427: Make the Vile Woman Pay

[Meredith].

I didn’t think my words had been sharp enough to drive Wanda that far.

To make her lose her composure so completely that she would actually try to strike me in the middle of the Oatrun estate, of all places, where anyone could have stepped out and seen her.

Though I would have never let her hand connect to my face. Not because I was afraid, but because if I wanted to, I could have let her slap me and then watched her destroy herself before every high-ranking wolf in Stormveil.

But I wasn’t in the mood for that kind of attention.

Still, if Oscar hadn’t shown up, I could have easily freed myself from her grip and reminded her what kind of woman she was dealing with; the type of woman she thought she knew, but didn’t.

I exhaled softly, my footsteps echoing against the marble as I reached the far end of the hallway, thinking that Oscar’s timely arrival had been... convenient.

And yet, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that his intervention had helped both of us.

He had saved me the inconvenience of exposing myself, my true strength, and saved Wanda from the trouble of my retaliation.

For now, I couldn’t decide whether to thank him or to call him cautious. But one thing was clear—Oscar Elrod wasn’t my enemy. Not yet, at least.

I pushed the thought aside and looked up just in time to see a servant waiting at the corner ahead. She straightened immediately, bowing respectfully.

"Luna," she greeted softly. "Allow me to escort you to your quarters."

"Thank you," I said simply.

Truthfully, I was relieved. The Oatrun estate was sprawling—a maze of wings and grand corridors designed to confuse anyone who didn’t belong.

The scent of polished stone and distant incense lingered in the air as we turned corners and passed wide, echoing halls.

After a short walk, we reached the elevator at the end of the corridor. The servant pressed the button and stepped aside, her head lowered.

Once the doors slid open, I gave a small nod and moved inside.

"Have a good night, Luna," she murmured.

The doors closed, and the soft hum of the elevator carried me upward. The moment it opened again, I was met with the familiar hallway leading to Draven’s private floor.

A quiet warmth spread through me. I walked the short stretch of hallway until I reached our door and turned the handle.

The sight that met me stole my breath for a second.

Five familiar faces turned toward me at once—Azul, Kira, Deidra, Cora, and Arya.

They all looked up at once—the sight of them was steadier than I expected.

"Luna," they said together, and the word landed like a small, warm weight in my chest. Hearing it here, in the Oatrun estate, with no one daring to frown at it, made me smile properly.

I shut the door behind me and let the sound of the hall fall away. "You are here," I said, genuinely surprised. They weren’t the ones who dressed me for the banquet.

Azul stepped forward with a polite smile. "The Alpha sent us ahead so we can help you unwind and freshen up for bed." Her smile was small and warm. "He wanted everything ready when you returned."

It was a thought that felt both sweet and sensible. I let myself be pleased for a breath.

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