The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370: My Wife’s Role Tomorrow

Draven.

A firm knock sounded on the door less than five minutes later.

"Come in," I said.

Jeffery stepped in first, followed by Dennis. Both of them appeared alert as they stopped a few feet from my desk, awaiting my words.

"Brackham finally reached out," I announced, folding my arms.

Dennis arched a brow, a grin tugging at his lips. "It sure took his old arrogant ass long enough."

Jeffery’s expression barely changed, but I caught the flicker of curiosity in his eyes. "What did he say?"

I told them everything—the phone call, Brackham’s offer for an alliance, the thinly veiled desperation in his voice, and the invitation for a one-on-one meeting.

Meredith listened quietly, her gaze shifting between me and them as she absorbed every word.

When I finished, Dennis leaned against the edge of the chair, arms folded. "So, he has finally understood where to look for help. What’s the plan?"

"The plan," I said, stepping away from my desk and walking toward the sitting area, "is that we all go together."

I lowered myself beside Meredith, feeling her warmth close to me, her calm balancing the faint charge of tension in the room.

Across from us, Dennis and Jeffery took their seats. The air settled, the atmosphere of a pack council forming without ceremony.

"The meeting is set for ten tomorrow morning," I continued. "Brackham wants it at the government house."

Jeffery nodded once. "Understood."

Dennis tilted his head. "You think it’s a trap?"

"Not a trap," I said, my voice low. "But I don’t trust him. And I won’t walk into his den without my people beside me, no matter how simple or innocent his intentions may be."

Both men nodded in silent agreement.

I leaned forward slightly, letting my tone sharpen just enough to draw their full attention.

"Tomorrow, we will be communicating through the mind-link the entire duration of the meeting. No spoken words between us unless it’s necessary. Whatever happens, we keep our conversations private. Brackham, or anyone else he might have in that room, won’t hear a word."

They both gave short, understanding nods. The room fell into a brief silence, the kind of silence that always came before strategy turned into execution.

"One more thing," I said, letting the words hang for a heartbeat before continuing. "My wife has a special role to play tomorrow."

Both Dennis and Jeffery glanced at Meredith. Dennis’s brows lifted in curiosity, while Jeffery’s expression sharpened as if bracing for a strategy.

Meredith turned her head toward me, quiet but composed, her hands folded neatly in her lap.

I met their eyes in turn. "You both already know that she is not just another wolf. What you don’t know is that she possesses a rare gift—one even most Alphas don’t have. She can evade the minds of others. Humans, wolves... even some creatures in between."

Dennis blinked, his grin fading into something close to awe. "Evade their minds?"

Jeffery leaned forward slightly, his usual calm cracking with interest. "You mean she can hear thoughts of non-wolves?"

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