The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven
Chapter 120: Something Unnatural

Chapter 120: Something Unnatural

Meredith.

I folded the letter up and slipped it back inside the envelope.

Azul had offered to help me hold the History book, but the reminder of Draven’s instructions rang consistently in my head to the extent I unconsciously refused her.

"I will be in Draven’s room," I said to Azul the minute I was able to finally able to hold the book properly, hugging them in my arms. "I’ve got an important reading to do. But I will return to my room towards evening."

I wasn’t really sure about returning to my bedroom because of my heat. It’s bene a surprise that it hasn’t flared up since I woke up this morning.

Because normally, I would suffer for a few days before it completely disappeared.

Azul’s gaze fell on the book before quickly moving back to my face. She smiled

"Would you like me to bring anything from the kitchen?" she inquired.

I thought for a moment before answering, "Water, fruits, juice, uhm... butter milk cookies or any light snacks at all."

"Okay, my lady." She bowed slightly before adding, "I will get the Alpha’s permission."

I understood Azul needing Draven’s permission before bringing me the things I asked for. He was probably someone who didn’t like letting other people into his personal space.

And it was obvious with the rule he gave about me needing to use his home office.

I panted for breath as I finally arrived at Draven’s bedroom.

Just like my wolf had pointed out my weakness, I don’t think I could survive having a room up here. I wouldn’t even bother coming downstairs for anything.

My eyes searched Draven’s room, looking for something in particular until I found it at the table close to the floor-to-ceiling drawn curtains.

I quickly made my way over and set the book and the letter down before glancing at the candle and the neat ashtray next to it.

There was a lighter inside the tray. And that would make my work easier.

Walking back to the living area, I scrambled through the supplies Azul had put together for me and found the small lavender oil bottle I had seen earlier while picking up my clothes.

I took it, returned every other item into the bag before walking back to the high table.

Then over the next minute, I withdrew the letter from the envelope and smeared some of the lavender oil on the empty part. Then I blew air over it with my mouth before lighting the candle and placing the letter above the light.

Slowly, words began to appear on the empty space, eliciting a triumphant smile from my lips.

I knew Grandma wouldn’t have gone through all the trouble just to send me two lines of message. She always had a more important message hidden like gem.

And she was the one who taught me how to unveil her secret letters during my two-year stay with her. I was the only one in my family she sent letters to, and that too, using this trick.

Grandma is the only one in my family who loves me for who I am. She protected me when others scorned and abandoned me. And I will protect her with my life.

If Draven was so sure that all the Faes had been eradicated, then I can’t let him know about my grandma.

I sat down to read the rest of my grandma’s letter.

"I know you still do think a lot about yourself and the Moon Goddess’s hatred towards you, and I wouldn’t stop telling you that she doesn’t hate you. There are some things you must know when the time is right. My only hope is that you don’t hate me."

I narrowed my gaze down at that part.

Why would my beloved grandma think I would ever hate her?

Personally, I don’t think there could ever be any quantifiable reason enough to hate her. She took me in even when my own mother didn’t want me anymore.

She loved me, cared for me, raised me and even revealed her true self to me, something she had never done with any of my siblings.

Even my father didn’t know what his mother was.

I let out a slow breath and returned my attention to the rest of the words on the letter.

"Has your wolf made any appearance yet? If she has, don’t tell anyone about her for now. But if she hasn’t, it’s still fine my precious girl. Grandma was only curious."

I exhaled deeply, a bit confused by this particular part of the letter.

Grandma has always spoken to me with wisdom and reminded me severally not to believe what everyone said, but she had never pointed out what I should believe and not.

But given this recent writing, I stand to believe that she knows something. She definitely knew I wasn’t stripped of my wolf when the Lunar Curse marked me.

"We need to see, Edith. Don’t write back to me. Just visit. Grandma needs to see your beautiful face, and rest your leg on my lap. Stay safe, Dearest."

I finished the last part of the letter in a little confusion.

I didn’t understand my grandma’s intentions and a few things in the letter. And then, she had asked me to visit without stating the urgency, and had also asked me not to write back.

As I burnt the letter under the candle’s flame, I concluded that I must go see my grandma, but I didn’t know how and when that was going to happen.

As soon as the letter caught fire, I dumped it in the ashtray, watching it burn up as the lavender fragrance filled the room.

Then I left for the bathroom to wash my hands, my thoughts, still swirling.

I had more than a few questions for when I visit grandma, but I had a few questions for Valmora.

And unfortunately I still have to study a bunch of History textbooks, gather enough information before I can begin my questiona.

Wonderful!

As I washed my hands in the sink, my mind dwelled on a few revelations which had happened in less than 15 hours.

I now had a wolf named, Valmora.

Draven is my mate.

And my grandma knows something unnatural about me.