The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 622

Chapter 622: Saving Her King (I)

[Third Person].

The convoy rolled to a stop before Stormveil’s massive border gates.

The Great Wall rose behind them—ancient stone layered with protective runes that shimmered faintly under the sun. It stretched beyond sight in both directions, a silent guardian encircling the entire werewolf territory.

It would take weeks—months—to inspect every stretch of it. Meredith knew that, so she began where it mattered most.

The commander of the border post hurried forward and bowed deeply. "Your Majesty. Alpha Dennis."

Meredith acknowledged him with a nod. "Report."

"There are no disturbances, Your Majesty. No breaches. Patrol rotations have remained constant."

Dennis stepped out beside her, scanning the tree line beyond the Wall. The forest outside Stormveil looked deceptively calm.

Meredith walked toward the base of the Wall. Up close, the runes carved into the stone pulsed faintly—old magic woven with wolf blood.

She placed her palm lightly against the surface and closed her eyes. She felt nothing. There was no lingering trace of the vampires.

Then, she moved along the gate’s perimeter with Dennis at her side, both of them inhaling slowly, deliberately. Still nothing.

Just then, Valmora suddenly snarled inside her. "There is nothing here."

Meredith’s brows furrowed. "What do you mean?"

"The scent is old," Valmora replied sharply. "Faded. They have been inside for some time. That is why nothing lingers here."

Meredith’s eyes snapped open as she turned to Dennis. "The Vampires have been inside for a while."

Dennis stiffened. "What?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Their scent isn’t fresh at the border. It’s old. That’s why we can’t trace it here."

Dennis inhaled deeply again, frustration flashing across his face. "No wonder I can’t pick anything up either." Then, his gaze darkened. "They must have slipped in during the Annual Hunt. The borders were open. Increased movement. Less scrutiny."

Meredith’s stomach tightened. If the Vampires had broken through by force instead of quietly infiltrating, there would have been a battle. And the Vampires would have been killed by the border guards.

Dennis nodded grimly. "But if they entered silently, blending in... then they have been here for weeks."

A heavy silence settled between them as Meredith wondered just how many Vampires had managed to infiltrate Stormveil.

Dennis met her eyes and added quietly, "Our runes weren’t strong enough to keep them out."

Meredith understood what he meant. The Wall had been reinforced by werewolf magic. But true fortification—true sealing—required fae runes.

And the faes were gone. Hidden—driven into secrecy long ago by werewolf greed.

Dennis lowered his voice. "We need the faes’ help."

Meredith’s jaw tightened slightly. Then she spoke in a voice only he would hear. "I will speak to my grandmother after this."

Stormveil cannot endure another great loss in the future.

Dennis nodded once. "Agreed."

Meredith turned to the border commander and the assembled warriors. Her voice lost all softness.

"Vampires have infiltrated Stormveil."

Shock rippled through the ranks.

"They are already inside. You will send immediate word along the Great Wall. Double patrols. Reinforce every gate. No one enters or exits without thorough inspection."

She paused, as her gaze hardened. "If any suspicious individual is found attempting to breach or flee—execute immediately."

The commander swallowed but bowed deeply. "Yes, Your Majesty."

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Back in the palace, Draven was in his study when the window burst open with a rush of wind. Then the green bird shot inside and landed sharply on the edge of his desk.

Although he didn’t flinch, he was surprised to see Meredith’s messenger back here.

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