The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 55

Chapter 55: Setting the Record Straight

Draven.

I walked briskly toward the house, fury clinging to every muscle in my body like a second skin. My boots crunched across the gravel path, but I barely heard them.

All I could see—over and over again—was the black stallion barrelling toward Meredith, her figure frozen in its path.

If I hadn’t moved when I did...

I didn’t want to finish that thought, but sure enough, my wolf had other plans.

"She could have died."

Great! Perfect timing! He just knew how to upset me.

Rhovan’s voice stirred in my head. "You are worried about our mate. Good."

"Shut up, Rhovan." My jaw clenched. I didn’t need his commentary—not now.

"Why are you still denying it?"

I wanted to punch something. No—someone. Preferably him. If he were physical, I would have thrown him through a wall without batting an eye.

"Who said I’m worried? I’m furious because the servants were careless," I snapped under my breath. "And because a mistake that big could have cost someone their life. That’s all."

"Liar," Rhovan growled. "Punish that little troublemaker who couldn’t sit still. And that woman who was supposed to watch her."

I didn’t correct him this time. He was right. Wanda should have been watching Xamira. And she hadn’t. It makes me doubt her capabilities all of a sudden.

"You have to apologize to our mate," Rhovan said again, more insistent.

"I don’t take orders from you."

"Then I will ignore you for a week," he snapped. "Let’s see how you handle all the troubles at your doorstep without my help."

Damn him!

I reached Xamira’s room and pushed open the door. "Leave," I said sharply to her nanny inside.

She bowed slightly scrambled out.

She bowed slightly and scrambled out.

Xamira sat curled up at the edge of her bed, a little lump under her pink blanket. Her eyes were wide and red-rimmed, her fingers curled in the fabric.

I approached her, my height, towering over her small frame.

"Daddy, I’m sorry." Her voice cracked as fear flashed across her eyes.

No matter how mad I was at Xamira, I didn’t want her to be afraid of me—not truly. I wasn’t going to strike her. But I needed her to understand.

I took a breath and sat beside her, letting my body weight sink into the mattress.

"Why did you do that?" I asked gently, though my voice still carried its edge.

She didn’t answer. I waited. Then repeated, more firmly, "Why did you release Tempest, knowing he’s dangerous?"

Xamira lowered her gaze and fiddled with her fingers.

"Look at me," I said, trying to soften my tone.

She raised her head. Her pale green eyes looked into mine, and what I saw there—guilt, fear, and confusion. They took the edge off my anger.

"I just wanted your attention," she whispered.

"If I hadn’t gotten there in time... Tempest could have hurt her badly. Or worse. You understand that?"

Her face paled. She nodded quickly, her hands squeezing mine tightly.

I opened the door and led her out. Then, we nearly bumped into Wanda in the hallway.

She blinked, surprised to see us together before shifting her gaze to Xamira. "Xamira, are you okay?"

Xamira nodded, her guilt and tears, completely gone.

Wanda looked from me to Xamira. "Sweetheart, what happened wasn’t your fault—"

I turned to her sharply. "Don’t say that." I cut her off immediately, not giving her the chance to finish her statement.

Her eyes widened. "I was only trying to make her feel better," she explained, straightening her back.

Though I understood Wanda’s intentions, I have to set the records straight, in case of next time.

"Xamira needs to understand the weight of her actions. Don’t teach her the opposite."

Wanda pressed her lips together, before nodding silently. Then she asked, "It’s time for her medicine. I came to give it to her."

"When we get back," I said simply.

Then I turned away and continued down the corridor with Xamira’s small hand in mine, slowing my stride so she could keep up. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

"Where are you taking her?" Wanda asked.

"To apologize," I said firmly, not looking back.

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