The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 544

Chapter 544: Miss Fellowes

[Meredith].

"Rise," Draven said calmly.

The cooks stepped forward and placed the tray carefully on the table between us. This time, I didn’t need to lean forward to know the difference.

The candies were nothing like the first batch. They were shaped into little flowers, moons, animals, and stars. Soft pastel colours caught the light—creamy ivory, peach, pale green, gentle rose. Then the faint scent of milk and fruit lingered pleasantly in the air.

I reached for one slowly, and Dennis, of course, beat me to it.

"Oh no, you don’t," I said sharply as his fingers darted forward.

He froze mid-reach, then grinned. "I was just... inspecting."

Draven shot him a look. "Just behave and sit."

Dennis sighed dramatically and leaned back again, folding his arms.

Then, I picked up a candy and tasted it. The sweetness was balanced. The milk softened it. The fruit flavour came after, light and natural.

I nodded once. Then again. "These," I said clearly, looking at the cooks, "are acceptable."

The tension visibly left their shoulders.

"The texture is right. The sweetness is controlled. And the shapes will appeal to children." I paused. "You may proceed with this recipe for the remaining batches."

Relief flooded their faces. Before I could dismiss them, Draven spoke, his gaze on the tray.

"The candies look well thought out."

Almost immediately, one of the cooks hesitated, then stepped forward slightly.

"Alpha, it was Luna who guided us," he said earnestly. "After the first mistake, she corrected our approach. She said children eat with their eyes first, and that taste should comfort, not overwhelm."

The other cook bowed again and added, "Luna truly has the children at heart."

Instantly, heat crept into my cheeks, not expecting their praises. "I only pointed out the flaws," I said evenly. "You corrected them."

Still, I lifted my hand. "You may leave now. Continue with the preparations."

They bowed deeply and exited. The moment the door closed, Dennis lunged forward.

"I’m taking one of each," he announced proudly, grabbing a moon, a flower, and something shaped like a tiny wolf.

"Dennis," I warned, but he had already popped one into his mouth and froze.

"...This is unfair."

Draven raised an eyebrow. "You are dismissed."

Dennis groaned but still pocketed one candy. "For morale."

I shook my head, fighting a smile. When he finally leaned back again, Draven turned to me fully. "You handled that well. You understood the problem," he said quietly.

I shrugged. "It needed fixing. And seriously, it’s not a big deal. Anyone could have done it."

"No," he replied. "Not everyone thinks ahead."

Then his voice softened. "You’re already thinking like a mother—anticipating needs and planning ahead."

I looked away, suddenly flustered. "Draven..."

"You have a creative mind, Meredith. You see what’s missing and fill it without being asked." His eyes softened as well. "That’s how mothers think."

My breath caught in my throat. I didn’t know what to say, even though I felt he was praising me a little too much.

Then he smiled when I looked up at him. "I’m serious, you will be a good mother to our pups," he added gently. "You are indeed attentive and intentional. You care about details others overlook."

[Third Person].

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