The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 382

Chapter 382: When We Move

Draven.

"Is everything alright?" Meredith’s voice was the first to break the silence.

I looked at her for a moment, then shifted my gaze to Dennis and Jeffery. "What I’m about to say doesn’t leave this room."

The tone of my voice drew their attention instantly. They straightened—every trace of ease gone from their faces.

"Our King," I said quietly, "is ill."

Dennis’s eyes widened slightly, and Jeffery’s mouth parted as if to speak, but I cut him off before either of them could.

"No one—and I mean no one—can know this. Not the guards, not the servants, not even our people stationed across Duskmoor. The slightest rumour about his sickness could cause unrest back home. We can’t afford that. Not now."

They nodded firmly.

Meredith’s expression softened—understanding flickering in her violet eyes. "What happens now?"

I drew in a slow breath, straightened, and let my gaze pass across the room from Dennis to Jeffery and then to her.

"Now," I said, "we move."

Their attention sharpened.

"I’m changing our immediate plans for the vampires." I stepped away from my desk and moved closer to the table where they sat, my tone calm but cutting through the air like tempered steel.

"Two nights from now, we lay a trap. We will lure the vampires out of hiding and draw them to us. Once they surface, we will fight hard, fast, and without mercy. We will make the fight bloody enough to send the rest of them fleeing from the city on their own."

Jeffery’s brows rose slightly. "So, no capture?"

"Not during the fight," I said. "Not for any of you. I will handle that myself, like I said earlier."

He nodded once in silent understanding.

Then I turned to the next part. "As for the second plan—" I met their eyes, one by one. "The same day the vampires retaliate against the humans, and Duskmoor’s government house will be the same day we leave this city and return to Stormveil."

For a moment, none of them spoke. The room was filled with quiet tension and disbelief.

Dennis frowned. "We are leaving? Just like that?"

Jeffery leaned forward slightly, his tone edged with confusion. "Are we not participating in the war? Are we not going to destroy Brackham and his lab? We can’t leave this unfinished."

I turned my gaze on them—steady, and unflinching. "That is exactly what we will be doing during the war," I said calmly. "Destroying Brackham and his secret lab is our purpose here. Nothing else matters."

The realization clicked in their eyes as the shape of my plan fully dawned.

"The vampires will take care of the rest," I continued. "They will finish what Brackham started, and when the chaos hits, it will swallow every secret he has been hiding."

A slow breath escaped Jeffery, his expression easing with understanding. Dennis leaned back, the tension in his shoulders relaxing.

Meredith looked between us all quietly, but her eyes were bright with that sharp awareness I had come to admire.

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