The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 533

Chapter 533: Involving Dennis

[Meredith]

The next morning, I woke up with another idea already fully formed in my head.

It was the kind that didn’t arrive gently—it pressed insistently against my thoughts, sharp and clear, like it had been waiting for me to open my eyes.

For a moment, I stayed still beneath the covers, staring at the ceiling, letting the idea settle into something solid enough to hold onto.

I smile naturally turned up on my lips. I wanted to tell Draven immediately, but some things had to wait.

Training came first.

We didn’t speak much on the way to the private training grounds. The early morning air was cool, fresh enough to sting my lungs in a way I had come to enjoy. The farther we walked from the main house, the quieter everything became, until even the distant sounds of servants and guards faded into nothing.

The training area stood just as Draven had described before—hidden, deliberate, built with intention. Without ceremony, we shifted.

Silver met obsidian as Valmora surged forward, powerful and eager. Running beside Draven like this—without secrecy, without fear—still felt surreal.

The ground blurred beneath us, the wind tearing past my ears, my senses sharpened to a clarity I had come to know.

Afterward, we sparred lightly with swords—not a real fight, but enough to wake my muscles and remind my body what it already knew.

At first, I was a little stiff, my movements slower than I liked, but muscle memory returned quickly. Each block, each strike, flowed easier than the last.

Draven noticed. "You seem to be in a good mood," he said as we cleaned our blades.

I shrugged, unable to hide my smile. "I am."

"Planning your event already has you glowing."

I laughed softly. "Is it that obvious?"

"It’s a good thing," he replied. "That eagerness suits you."

By the time we freshened up and started walking back toward the main house, my thoughts were racing again, but this time, with purpose.

We went straight to the dining hall. I didn’t go to Xamira’s room.

I told myself it was just because breakfast would already be underway, but the truth sat heavier than that. I wasn’t ready, plus, I didn’t know how to face her yet.

Though my suspicions and troubles about her were relieved a bit by my event planning, a part of me still thought about her.

Everyone else was already seated when we arrived. Randall’s seat, however, remained empty.

Before anyone could ask, the butler arrived and stepped forward, bowing respectfully.

"Elder Randall sends his apologies," he announced. "He will be absent this morning."

A ripple of quiet acknowledgment passed through the table.

Draven nodded once. "Then we eat."

I poured myself a glass of warm soy milk first, letting the familiar comfort ground me before reaching for my cutlery. Breakfast passed calmly, uneventfully—and I was grateful for that.

When it ended, I felt lighter and more focused.

Back in our bedroom, my maidservants were already tidying up.

Azul, Kira, Deidra, Cora, and Arya all greeted me at once, bright-eyed and attentive. I didn’t waste the opportunity.

"I’m hosting an event," I told them.

Instantly, the room shifted—interest sparking, posture straightening.

I explained everything: the purpose, the people, the preparation. Then I told them their roles—each one heading a department, overseeing preparations, reporting directly to me.

Their excitement was immediate.

"We will do our best, Luna," Azul said earnestly.

I smiled. "I know you will."

Once they returned to their tasks, I pulled out my notebook and scribbled down the idea that had woken me that morning, refining it until the words felt right.

Then I went downstairs.

Madame Beatrice was already waiting in the private sitting area, the same woman from yesterday seated beside her. They looked up as I entered.

"I had another idea," I said without preamble.

I explained it carefully—healing balms, herbal teas for headaches and heartburn, something people could take home and actually use. Not just a gift, but care.

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