The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven
Chapter 119: A Letter from Grandma

Chapter 119: A Letter from Grandma

Meredith.

Silence ensued, holding up for up till ten seconds.

I didn’t know if Draven believed me or not, but I really had no choice but to lie, as I felt no pull towards revealing anything about my wolf’s sudden appearance right now.

And besides, I’m still shocked to learn about his tale of Valmora and the wolf Queen, Serena.

It’s actually taking a lot of willpower for me not to go crazy right now because I’m already thinking and wondering if my wolf, Valmora, has anything to do with this other one.

Could there be a connection?

I couldn’t tell. But it looked like there might be one given that there wasn’t any other story about this Valmora from Draven.

Draven didn’t look like he was going to say anything, so I said to him, "I’m going to my room now."

Then I cleared my throat and added, "I-I... erhm.. I will call you if I need you."

"Stay in my room," he said. I frowned but he continued with a further explanation, "It will be troublesome if you go into heat again."

My face heated up.

"It will quickly spread and affect everyone at the ground floor," he finished without doing as much as batting an eye.

I looked away from him and nodded. I understood him completely, and it was no wonder he took me up to his bedroom last night.

"Can I take these with me to go study them?" I gestured to the items: the aged book and scroll, in my hands.

"No book leaves my office." he said with a straight face and took a step back as his hands fell beside him. "You can read them here."

"Please," I begged. And because I desperately wanted to leave with them, I tried acting cute by batting my lashes and failed.

It didn’t work on him.

He snatched the scroll from my hand and then glanced at the thick book before moving his gaze to my face. "Return it in good condition."

Just one simple approval made me realize just how important his books were to him. And it was already a privilege for him to allow me take one out of the room.

His statement implied that I wouldn’t want to find out what would happen to me if I destroyed his book.

"Thank you," I said to him, but my gaze lingered on the scroll.

I bit my lower lips and watched him return it to its rightful position.

"You can come in here and read any book of your choice provided you’ve got my permission. But then, you must always keep them in the same shelf you picked them up from," he said before turning to me.

I slowly nodded. At least I’ve gotten permission to use his Office if I wanted as long I informed him first.

Before, I used to think this spot was unreachable and just for his serious business but now that I have access to it, it doesn’t feel the same way.

I left Draven’s study with a mix of several emotions; happiness, relief, anticipation, curiosity and satisfaction.

Coincidentally, I met Azul in the hallway.

I was walking ahead with the thick ancient history book hugged tightly in my arms, my thoughts, swimming with different ideas about my wolf when I heard Azul’s familiar voice call me from behind.

"My lady!"

I snapped out of my thoughts, stopped in my tracks and quickly turned around only to see her rushing towards me with a smile from the other end.

"Azul," I called softly and waited until she approached me.

"Are you okay, my lady?" she asked with a bright smile that slightly faltered, changing briefly into something that looked like surprise before snapping back to her full excitement and relief.

I didn’t understand what that meant, and I never got the chance to dwell on it with other important matters climbing the rankings in my head.

"I um... good. Good," I answered her, briefly embarrassed and then I hid it.

She nodded in relief and then goes on to briefly tell me how worried she and the others were about me last night while holding tightly unto the small brown envelope in her hand.

It seemed like my eyes wouldn’t leave, so she stopped talking and followed my gaze.

"Oh! My lady, this came in for you. It’s from your grandmother. It’s a letter.

I narrowed my eyes. ’A letter from my grandmother?’

I have only one grandmother. She is my father’s mother, and she is blind.

How did she find someone learned to write a letter on her behalf?

Still, I reached out for it. Azul handed it over and only then did I see the envelope was unsealed. My blood bubbled.

Azul must have realized my anger and quickly explained why the envelope was unsealed.

"Miss Fellowes passed the letter to me. I think she unsealed and read the content first."

"What?" I managed to mutter before quickly taking the letter out of the envelope.

I fumed as I fumbled to open the letter and read its content.

"My Dearest Edith, how are you? I heard about your forced marriage. Your father was cruel, including Alpha Draven. How are you holding up?"

My facial features softened as I ran my fingers through the paper, and over the words I read over again in my head.

My lovely grandma must have missed me and worried for me.

Azul watched me patiently as I remained silent with my gaze on the letter.

Then I brought the paper to my nose and inhaled the scent. It smelled of lavender flowers.

My grandma lived in a field where lavender flowers were grown. But her deliberately leaving her scent on her letter, meant something.

Anger suddenly took over me as I recalled that Wanda had gone through my letter.

I mean, what gave her the right to snoop through my things like she owned me?

I was never going to let her off with reading my letter because who knows what other crazy or worst things she would do next?

Maybe go through my room?

I made a mental note to call Wanda out on this. And I was hell going to make it very embarrassing for her.

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