The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven
Chapter 121: For Herself

Chapter 121: For Herself

Draven.

Meredith has learned to lie to me with a straight face.

She must take me for a fool if she thinks that I believe that lie she told about the reason she was looking into Valmora.

We struck a deal, but she decided to be crafty about it by not keeping her side of it.

"Our mate has changed indeed," Rhovan agreed, sounding a little disappointed.

"How so?" I probed, hoping to hear something new apart from what I had already observed.

"Her scar is healing, almost completed. She also no longer looks so simple as before. I can’t really point it out, but there is something a tad bit different about her aura."

Meredith’s scar was healing which was correct. As for her aura, I didn’t notice anything apart from her bravery in lying to my face and breaking the trust.

I wonder why Rhovan didn’t mention about it.

Did he choose to overlook it or did it never register on his mind?

"She suddenly asked about Valmora, the wolf of our first female warrior and wolf Queen today. What do you think she is up to?" I asked Rhovan.

He yawned lazily in my head before replying, "I don’t know what you two talked about. I was sleeping."

His response was disappointing. Very disappointing.

Most times he was helpful with important information but those few times he didn’t have any, usually drove me crazy.

"You were sleeping yet you knew something had changed about her," I fired in a mock tone.

"I caught up with the last conversation and then her aura," he explained.

I didn’t know what to say for almost a whole minute.

"You are really slacking off with information."

"You must think that I jump out of your head once in a while to gather information."

Rhovan’s sarcastic response had me breathing fire through my nostrils.

He was right in some way. Maybe, I was really putting a questionable amount of pressure on him.

As soon as I stepped out of my office, I saw Azul. She mentioned about serving Meredith some snacks and drinks and I gave her the permission.

With Dennis and Jeffery in charge of training the warriors today, I saw no need to return to the training grounds and instead, went for my bedroom.

The scent of Lavender hit my nose as soon as I walked in. My gaze darted across the room and saw faint drizzling of smoke rising from the ashtray, and Meredith was no where in sight.

I crossed the room in long strides for the table and caught a glimpse of the ashes on the tray.

It looked like the little woman had been busy, doing everything else except studying the History book she took from my shelf.

There was a small piece left form what she had been burning, so, I picked it up and squinted at it.

Your wolf.

Those were the only words on the little piece of the paper that wasn’t burnt up yet like the rest.

As soon as I put the little bit down, Meredith stepped out from the bathroom and froze when our gazes met.

Then quickly, her eyes fell on the table before she started making her way over.

I saw panic flash across her eyes.

"I thought you had returned to the training grounds," she said.

"Your maidservant asked me for permission to bring a few things up to you, so I decided to check it out myself before leaving," I replied.

She didn’t reply, not with her keen eyes on the ashtray. She stopped beside me on the table and looked into the tray.

I followed her gaze and discovered that the piece of paper I had dropped into the pan had burnt off.

I was relieved. Then acting like I knew nothing which wasn’t entirely false, I asked;

"What were you burning up here?"

"Nothing too important," she replied, meeting my gaze. "It was a note from my grandma."

I noticed the panic in her eyes from earlier was no where to be found. She must be relieved like I was.

Meredith’s reaction made me curious as to what she was trying to hide.

If this was an ordinary letter from her grandmother, then she wouldn’t need to burn it up as if she was trying to get rid of a piece of vital evidence against her.

I was curious to know the content now she had revealed the source but unfortunately, I would never know unless she told me.

Meredith must have noticed the doubt in my eyes because the next moment, she explained that she had a habit of burning up letters from her grandmother as she was the only who cared for her in her family.

"... My father used to be very mad with her concern for me, so I learned to do this so he wouldn’t find out we were in contact," she finished.

I saw the sincerity in her eyes and doubted it.

Just minutes ago, she had lied to me with a straight face and now, she was speaking with the same attitude, but was now telling the truth?

I was forced to believe her when Rhovan stirred in my head and confirmed it.

"We have no reason to doubt her. She said the truth. Her nerves didn’t wreck and her pupils didn’t dilate."

Just then, a soft knock sounded on the door and I left to answer it.

It was Azul, carrying a tray of little goodies for her mistress.

She bowed to me and apologized for the intrusion before receiving my permission to go in.

When I returned to the room, Meredith had already emptied the ashtray. I didn’t bother with it anymore and left to use the bathroom.

Meredith must have been telling the truth about why she burns up letters from her grandmother, but she did smartly evade my question

She didn’t tell me the content. And she definitely hasn’t burnt up that letter out of habit.

She had done it for herself.

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