The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365: Not A Single Hit Connected

Meredith.

I spent the rest of the morning reading.

Then, as soon as lunch was over, I spent the rest of my time pacing between my room and the balcony, unable to focus on anything because of my duel with Draven.

I had been waiting for this moment for a long while, and finally it was here. Still, a nervous energy kept tugging at me.

The memory of the vampires, their speed, their strength, their hunger remained etched in my mind.

I could still feel the moment my hand had closed around that creature’s heart. It had changed something in me.

"You are thinking too much again," Valmora’s voice murmured in my head, smooth as silk but edged with knowing.

I frowned. "You would be nervous too if you were about to fight someone like Draven."

She chuckled. "I would be thrilled. You have already fought death and won. What is one wolf compared to that?"

I sighed, brushing my fingers over the cool stone of the railing. "You make it sound easy. Besides, you said he was the real deal, not the vampires."

"Well, you are not fighting to win this time," Valmora replied softly. "You are fighting to understand him—to learn what kind of strength truly leads a pack."

Her words lingered with me. She always had a way of twisting fear into something sharper and useful.

By the time I left the balcony and went back inside, my hands were steadier.

I went to my wardrobe and pulled out a black sleeveless top and fitted combat trousers—something I could move easily in.

I tugged my hair into a tight ponytail and fastened it with the small silver clasp.

Finally, I stepped out of my bedroom and descended the stairs, the faint hum of evening settling across the estate.

The marble steps were cool beneath my feet, the soft light of the chandeliers spilling down like liquid gold.

As I reached the ground floor, the moment I came into view, my maidservants lit up.

"My lady!" they chorused almost at once.

Deidra and Cora, standing near the end of the hall, exchanged eager glances.

"If only we could watch the duel!" Deidra said dreamily, her hands clasped together as if she were about to witness a royal event.

I couldn’t help the small smile tugging at my lips. Just after breakfast this morning, I had told them about my duel with Draven.

And ever since then, the whole house had been buzzing about it as if it were some kind of festival.

Looking between Deidra and Cora, I shook my head lightly. "It’s not a serious battle," I told them with a teasing smile. "No need for you to come and watch me embarrass myself."

That made them laugh as I walked past them, and I could hear Azul’s cheerful voice from behind me. "Good luck, my lady!"

"Thank you," I replied over my shoulder, still smiling as I made my way outside the house and headed straight for the training grounds.

The closer I got, the quieter everything became. The air smelled faintly of iron and grass — the scent of the grounds after an evening of sun.

I crossed my arms and tapped my foot against the ground. Was he playing games with me again?

"What are you thinking now, my love?"

I folded my arms tighter and replied through the link, "That if you don’t show up right now, I will ban you from entering my bedroom for an entire week."

"A whole week?" he teased. "You wound me, wife."

"Then show yourself," I muttered aloud, scanning the vast expanse of the training grounds again.

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