The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 623

Chapter 623: Saving Her King (II)

[Third Person].

Xamira did not fly far before something tugged at her instincts. The air over the capital felt wrong.

From above, she watched the city react to the state of emergency. Guards were shouting instructions. Merchants hurriedly shut their stalls. Citizens rushed indoors. The streets churned with confusion.

Then, a disturbance—not large or loud presented itself.

A cart overturned near a narrow street, crates spilling into the road. Two men began arguing. A woman screamed. A minor chaos erupted, drawing several guards away to restore order.

Xamira hovered higher, and that was when she noticed the movement—smooth, coordinated, too deliberate. A small group slipping through the shifting crowd.

At first glance, they blended perfectly. Some wore warrior uniforms. Others kept their heads lowered like ordinary citizens complying with orders. But their steps were wrong. They were too light, too silent, and too predatory.

She circled once, narrowing her focus. The scent was faint from the sky—but present. Cold, rotten-sweet.

Vampires.

They had used the distraction, and they were advancing.

Xamira lowered her altitude, gliding between rooftops, keeping pace without drawing attention. She shifted direction when another ripple of unnatural movement caught her eye—two more figures breaking from a side alley to join the first group.

Her small body tensed mid-flight. Then she noticed something else. Their trajectory.

She turned her head towards the distant palace spires rising beyond the city, then back to the moving figures, and then again.

Understanding hit her suddenly. The Vampires were converging on the palace.

Alarm surged through her. Without hesitation, she shot upward and changed course, her wings beating harder as she cut through the sky toward the royal compound.

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By the time Xamira slipped through the high window, Draven was no longer in his study. The chamber was empty.

She shifted midair before landing, feathers dissolving into fabric and flesh. In seconds, she stood as Azul—composed and controlled.

Then, she quickly stepped into the corridor to go find Draven. She stopped a passing servant and asked, "Where is His Majesty?"

"In the Grand Hall. He is in a meeting with the Alphas and Elders."

Xamira did not waste another second. She moved swiftly but not suspiciously toward the Grand Hall. When she arrived, she saw the guards standing at attention outside the heavy doors.

"I need to see the King," she said in Azul’s calm voice. "There is an urgent report from Her Majesty."

The guards exchanged glances, then one of them spoke, "No one enters during council."

"It concerns Her Majesty directly," Xamira pressed, keeping her tone steady.

One guard hesitated, then slipped inside.

Moments later, inside the hall, the guard leaned close to Oscar and whispered. Oscar’s expression shifted slightly, then he quickly made his way to Draven and bent and murmured a few words.

Draven frowned as Oscar straightened. He had received Meredith’s message through Xamira less than half an hour ago, so there was no reason she would send another one so soon, especially through one of her ladies.

Something was off.

Regardless, he rose smoothly and excused himself. The hall quieted as he stepped out into the hallway.

Azul stood there, her head lowered respectfully.

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