The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 453

Chapter 453: My Sister, Not My Woman

[Third Person].

Wanda rolled her eyes sharply, turning her body away from him as she placed the glass in the sink.

Levi chuckled softly. "For some reason, you seem to be mad at me."

Wanda ignored him completely. She didn’t acknowledge him; no greeting. No glance.

Levi stepped behind her anyway, sliding his hands gently over her arms in a familiar, intimate touch, then leaned in to kiss her cheek.

Wanda jerked away as if burned. She took two steps aside, putting space between them, her brows furrowing in disgust.

"Don’t come close to me," she snapped, voice brittle. "Not when you reek of sex."

Levi blinked, then let out a small, knowing sigh. "So you are jealous."

Wanda scoffed. "How can I be jealous when I heard you fucking your wife without a hint of reservation?"

Levi nodded as if confirming a theory. "I thought as much. I knew someone was at the door, listening."

His smirk deepened. "Did you have fun listening?"

Wanda’s breath hitched. It wasn’t funny. None of this was amusing for her.

Her chest tightened as heat stung her eyes. She hated that she was crying. She hated that she even cared so much.

Her vision blurred as she looked down, blinking fast.

The moment Levi noticed the tears, the teasing expression vanished from his face.

"Wanda..." His voice softened.

Then, he closed the distance between them and gently wrapped his arms around her, drawing her against his chest.

Wanda didn’t pull away this time. She let her forehead press against him as muffled, angry sobs broke from her lips.

Levi held her there, patiently, rubbing her back in slow circles the way he used to when they were younger, and other times he used to comfort her.

"Hey," he murmured, "I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you."

Wanda clenched the front of his singlet tightly, her tears soaking into the fabric.

Levi leaned down slightly, his voice lowering to a whisper near her ear. "Next time, don’t do that," he said gently. "You will only get hurt."

Wanda’s hand pressed shakily against his chest as she sniffed. "How am I supposed to cope... knowing you sleep with that woman?"

Levi exhaled—a slow, tired breath. Then, he placed a hand on her head, patting her hair softly.

"Wanda," he said quietly, "the woman you are talking about is my wife."

Wanda’s grip tightened, her chest constricting painfully.

His words, ’She is my wife’, pierced her chest like a jagged splinter. She knew it, but she simply didn’t want to accept it.

Her voice came out low, tight, trembling with emotions she didn’t dare name.

"Levi..." she whispered into his chest, "you still love me more than her, right?"

Levi stiffened only for a second—barely noticeable to anyone else. But Wanda felt it.

So, she clung tighter, afraid of the answer, scared of the silence stretching between them. Levi gently loosened her grip, lifting her chin so she had to look at him.

His expression was calm—too calm. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"Wanda," he said quietly, "I love you. You are my sister, not my woman. And nothing will ever change that."

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