The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 185

Chapter 185: New Sitting Position

Meredith.

Stepping out of my bedroom, I nearly walked straight into a broad chest.

My heart jumped a beat before settling when I realised it was Draven, also on his way downstairs.

"Good morning," I greeted quickly, before my courage slipped away.

He looked at me — really looked, as though weighing my mood — then his gaze eased.

"Morning," he replied, his tone even, as if yesterday’s disagreement over that pregnant human woman had never happened.

I could almost see the tiny spark of surprise in his dark eyes.

Of course, he would be surprised; he must have thought I’d spend the morning sulking or giving him cold shoulders.

But truly, I had already fought that battle last night — between Valmora’s hard truths and my own tangled feelings.

And the truth was: Draven wasn’t wrong, even if I didn’t fully like it.

I chuckled inwardly at the look on his face, then fell into step behind him as we made our way down the stairs, the echo of our footsteps following us into the wide, polished corridor.

The morning air inside the house smelled faintly of freshly baked bread and the lingering scent that always clung to Draven.

It felt oddly comforting after such a restless night.

When we stepped into the dining hall, Dennis, Jeffery, and Wanda were already there.

They rose to their feet as protocol demanded, the moment Draven and I entered, their heads dipping respectfully.

Draven acknowledged them with a curt nod — but didn’t immediately tell anyone to sit.

For a brief second, confusion flickered across Dennis’s and Jeffery’s faces; even Wanda’s brows tightened.

I glanced up at Draven, waiting.

Then he spoke, voice calm but absolute, the way it always was when he passed new instructions.

"From today onward," he announced, "there will be a new arrangement at this table."

His gaze swept over them before returning briefly to me, as if to reassure me this wasn’t a sudden whim.

"My wife will sit directly at my right hand," he continued, his tone leaving no room for debate. "And Jeffery, as my Beta, will take the seat at my left."

My chest tightened.

Just a few words — yet they felt like a silent recognition.

A warmth bloomed low in my chest, pushing away the leftover shadows of the morning.

Dennis’s grin was instant, full of mischief and approval. And he looked like he was holding himself back form saying something.

Jeffery’s expression stayed neutral, but there was a quick dip of his chin, as if to acknowledge the change.

Wanda... her reaction was the loudest despite being silent. Her face tightened, then paled slightly, and her lips pressed into a line so thin it could cut.

Oh, Wanda.

I had stopped caring about her secret feelings for Draven. But her reaction was delicious to watch, a little prize I hadn’t asked for.

Obediently, Jeffery stepped away from the seat he usually occupied to Draven’s right, circling the table to take Xamira’s old place beside Wanda.

Wanda barely shifted, but the stiffness in her posture grew sharp enough to slice the air.

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