The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 341

Chapter 341: We Need to Speak to Our Wolves

Draven.

The pale gold of dawn slipped past the curtains, brushing across the edge of our bed.

I had been awake for several minutes now, but the woman beside me still clung so stubbornly to sleep.

I leaned on my elbow, studying her. Her hair was spread like a dark halo across the pillow, her breathing was even, and her lips parted in a way that tempted me to forget the morning entirely.

But no, I won’t let it. Meredith had made me promise to shape her into more than just my mate—into a leader. And leaders did not hide under sheets when the day called.

So, I bent close, my voice low against her ear. "Wake up, Queen Meredith. It’s time."

A groan escaped her lips, then she stirred, frowning without opening her eyes. "Time for what?"

I smiled faintly. "Your morning run."

Her violet eyes cracked open then, disbelief flashing across her face. "You were serious about that?"

I chuckled, pulling back the blanket. "I think the sleep really got to you because which part of me seemed to be joking yesterday? Today is the beginning."

She groaned again and buried her face into the pillow. "I hate you."

"No," I murmured, tugging the pillow away so she had to meet my gaze. "You love me, and you are just not ready to admit I’m right."

Her glare lacked any real venom. With a reluctant sigh, she rose, padding toward my bathroom.

I followed, leaning against the doorframe as she splashed water on her face, trying to shake off sleep. Watching her in my space—in our space filled me with a strange satisfaction.

When she emerged from the bathroom, we went into my dressing room together. Then, I picked up a folded set of clothes: a simple, fitted jacket and pants in black, paired with new running shoes that I had prepared for her the previous evening.

"For you," I said, holding them out.

Her brows lifted. She took the jacket first, running her fingers over the fabric. Then she looked at me, a small smile tugging her lips. "I didn’t know you already arranged my outfit."

"I am always prepared," I said

She slipped into the outfit quickly, smoothing the lines, then bent to lace the shoes. When she stood, she looked down at herself and then back up at me with bright eyes.

In a blink, she stepped closer and kissed me lightly on the lips. "Thank you."

"You’re welcome," I replied, and gently gathered her hair, my fingers carefully pulling the strands back into a tidy ponytail.

Her head tilted subtly beneath my hands, her trust in that simple act anchoring something within me.

When I tied the last strand into place, I brushed my fingers against the curve of her neck. "Perfect."

She rolled her eyes at me, but she was smiling now.

"Now, let’s go," I offered my hand, and she took it without hesitation.

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Outside, the morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of pine and dew as we left the estate grounds.

Meredith stretched her arms half-heartedly, already muttering under her breath.

"One hour," she grumbled. "You are trying to kill me."

I managed a small laugh. "Are you aware that if you die from a morning run, then you’ve already failed as my Luna?"

Her violet eyes shot me a glare. "I bet you’ve been waiting for a moment like this to make that statement."

"I am innocent; therefore, I rid myself of that accusation," I said simply, then set off at a steady pace. "Now, keep up if you don’t want to fall behind."

She let out another groan, but followed, her steps quickening to match mine.

"You’re wasting half your strength," Rhovan’s voice rolled lazily through the bond into Meredith.

"You—" she huffed aloud, cutting him off mid-thought. "Stay out of this."

"Relax," Rhovan teased, his tone amused. "I’m helping you, not him."

Valmora’s laugh stirred inside me, smooth and mocking. "Helping her? Or trying to embarrass her? She is stumbling already."

"She’s fine," I answered silently.

"Fine?" Valmora’s voice sharpened with disdain. She will never outlast you like that." Then she turned her attention to Meredith, "Loosen your arms or you will end up knotting yourself up."

"For telling you the truth and teaching you how to run properly since your mate wouldn’t do that?" Her wolf asked.

And I knew that was my cue to stop her right there. "You don’t think I would deceive my wife, would you?"

"Who knows?" Valmora replied in a half-hearted tone.

"Don’t worry about Valmora. I know where her claws are fixed. I am her target," Rhovan explained.

"You have no right to take my name in that filthy mouth of yours. I am Queen, and you will address me as such. Nothing less," Valmora’s voice thundered through the link, suddenly forcing Meredith and I to slow our steps.

We exchange glances, Meredith’s engulfed with concern. "Valmora, what is this all about?"

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