The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 536

Chapter 536: Running into Xamira

[Meredith].

By the time we stepped onto the rooftop, the sun was already dipping low, painting the sky in warm streaks of gold and lavender.

A gentle breeze rolled through, carrying the faint scents of pine and stone from the surrounding grounds.

Dennis was already there. He had already set everything up with dramatic flair—a small table, three bowls, and a ridiculous amount of ice cream, arranged as if he were presenting a royal feast instead of dessert.

He looked entirely too proud of himself.

"Took you long enough," he said, folding his arms. "I was starting to think my brother got distracted."

Draven snorted and took a seat beside me on the low bench. I followed, close enough that our shoulders brushed.

Then, Dennis handed us our bowls. "Before you ask—yes, I made extra. And yes, Meredith, I remembered you like the vanilla-flavoured ones more."

I blinked, surprised. "You remembered that?"

He grinned. "I’m offended you would think otherwise."

I laughed softly and took a spoonful. Cold, sweet, and creamy—it was perfect. I hadn’t realized how much I needed something so simple until now.

In the corner of my heart, I was grateful to Dennis for suggesting and planning this.

For a few moments, we ate in comfortable silence. The wind played with my ponytail. Draven’s knee brushed mine.

The estate below us felt distant, quieter, like the world had agreed to leave us alone for a while. However, Dennis, naturally, ruined it.

"You know," he said casually, scooping an obscene amount into his mouth, "watching you two today was enlightening."

Draven didn’t look up. "Finish that sentence carefully."

"Oh, relax. I just mean"—Dennis waved his spoon between us—"you have officially turned my terrifying Alpha brother into a glorified shelf-holder and cleaner."

I smirked into my ice cream while Draven leaned back, unbothered. "And yet, you carried more bags than anyone."

Dennis scoffed. "Because I was forced to, okay? You literally did that."

I raised an eyebrow. "You volunteered."

"That’s propaganda."

Draven’s arm slid behind me then, resting comfortably along the back of the bench. I leaned into him without thinking, and he let me, his thumb brushing absently against my shoulder.

The gesture did something warm and steady inside my chest.

Dennis watched us for a second longer than usual, then shook his head. "Disgusting. Absolutely disgusting."

I laughed. "You are just jealous."

"Of what?" he asked. "Domestic bliss? Herbal fumes? Being ordered around?"

"All of it," I said sweetly.

He rolled his eyes but smiled anyway.

As the sky darkened and the breeze cooled, I found myself relaxing in a way I hadn’t in days. The worries didn’t disappear, but they softened, pushed aside by laughter, sugar, and the quiet certainty of Draven beside me.

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The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, and the cool hush of the ground floor greeted us.

I stepped out beside Draven, still relaxed from the rooftop, my fingers loosely hooked into his hand, until I saw Xamira.

She pulled back just enough to grin up at me, then turned immediately to Draven, hugging his legs. "Daddy!" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The word hit harder than it should have. Lonely.

"Hmph. Overdramatic."

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