The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 438

Chapter 438: He Already Saw

[Third Person].

Draven’s expression softened instantly.

He bent, scooping his daughter into his arms in one smooth motion, a gesture so natural it momentarily warmed the entire room.

Then, he pressed a kiss to her cheek before turning toward Meredith.

As he approached, she straightened, managing a composed smile even though her heart was racing with the attempt to hide the letter.

Draven reached her, lowered Xamira gently onto the couch beside Meredith, and let his hand linger briefly on Xamira’s back.

Then his eyes flicked to Meredith for just a moment, but she caught it—the silent glance, asking if she was alright.

She nodded faintly. Then Draven turned his attention to his daughter again, his voice low and fond as he took a few steps back.

"You look full of energy today."

Xamira nodded vigorously, her black hair shifting with the movement. "That’s because I walked with my lady."

Draven’s gaze slid back to Meredith once more, this time softer, something warm flickering behind his eyes.

Meredith’s attention flickered briefly to Lucy, who maintained a respectful distance behind them.

Draven gave the nanny a short nod, one of quiet approval and then returned his focus to Meredith.

He stepped closer, close enough that only she would catch his lowered tone. "I didn’t expect you would return to her room later."

Meredith kept her smile light.

"We had lunch together, and she asked me to," she answered smoothly, keeping her hand casually positioned to block any view of the hidden envelope behind her.

He searched her face for a moment, perhaps simply taking her in, possibly sensing that she was keeping something from him, but he chose not to press. Not with Xamira looking up at them with bright, expectant eyes.

Draven straightened slightly and gave his daughter a light poke on the forehead. "You didn’t cause trouble for my wife, did you?"

Xamira giggled while Meredith gave him a calm look. "No. She didn’t."

Just then, Xamira suddenly perked up with the innocent sincerity only a child possessed and announced,

"Daddy, Mommy got a letter today."

Meredith froze, her breath stalling as a chill ran down her spine. ’Xamira... why now?’

She never saw this coming, never knew that Xamira would blindly talk about this in front of Draven; otherwise, she would have cautioned her earlier never to mention it.

But now? It was already too late to regret. She could only try to manage the situation.

Draven’s gaze sharpened instantly. However, he didn’t look truly shocked. But he acted the part flawlessly.

He angled his head, raising a brow as though hearing something unexpected.

"Really?" he asked lightly, though his gaze slid to Meredith and held.

Meredith forced her lips into a small smile, but the sudden stiffness of her shoulders betrayed her.

Draven had already seen the letter the moment he walked in—tucked behind her back, pressed between the pillow and couch cushion. But he had chosen silence then, letting her believe she hid it well.

But now that Xamira had brought it into the open, he wouldn’t let the opportunity slip, so he stepped closer, his voice dropping just slightly.

"You received a letter?"

Meredith nodded, quickly composing herself. Her smile steadied, though her hand subtly gripped her sides.

"Yes. One of the guards brought it while we were on a walk," she said gently. "I haven’t read it yet, though."

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