The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven
Chapter 140: Bloodthirsty Wolf

Chapter 140: Bloodthirsty Wolf

Third Person.

"You are a good girl, believe me." Wanda peered into Xamira’s green eyes. "You kept your lips sealed. And honestly, I didn’t think you would do that for me even though I had asked."

Then she grasped Xamira’s finger. And almost immediately, the little girl trembled under her touch.

Wanda’s palms were cold yet, she had used them to touch a child whose body temperature was out of the question.

"Sorry..." Wanda withdrew her hands. "You’ve won my trust now. I will protect you. I promise."

Then, Wanda went on to tell Xamira she couldn’t visit her all this time or save her because her father had banned everyone from visiting her. And that she had to sneak into her room now after she saw her nanny leave.

Still, there wasn’t any reaction from Xamira. And it didn’t stop Wanda from continuing to achieve her aim with this sneaky visit.

For the third time, Wanda squeezed the cool water out of the towel and placed it on Xamira’s forehead.

"I must leave before your nanny returns. And remember, you can’t tell anyone about my visit. Your dad won’t let me spend time with you anymore if he finds out."

Wanda gave the little girl the impression that she missed her so much and was sorry for her situation, and made an effort to visit despite her father’s strict rule.

Now on her feet, Wanda readjusted the duvet on Xamira, pulling it up to her chest before straightening her back.

A soft smile played on her lips. "Xamira dear, I will speak to your father about you rejoining us at the dining hall. Just get better first. And when next I visit, I will get you some gummy bears."

Xamira’s lashes fluttered shut.

"Good night, baby."

And with that, Wanda turned and walked away.

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~**Meredith**~

My eyes grew heavy as I flipped over to the next page in the History book.

It’s been more than two hours since breakfast, yet I have never once taken my eyes off the book. My determination to confront my wolf with what I had learned about her drove me to this point of no return.

But I did skim over a few boring Chapters.

I learned more about my wolf, Valmora, through Serena and was marvelled by the extent of her bloodthirsty.

The Wolf Queen doesn’t go into battle and leaves halfway. She conquers and walks away with her troupe, victorious.

And she had never turned down a fight, no matter who her opponent was, which is interesting to note.

’I think I finally figured everything out,’

I finally snapped the book closed and put it down on my nightstand.

"Valmora? Are you there?" I called, crossing my leg over the other.

No answer.

I let out a low groan. "I know who you are."

Still no answer.

"I have confirmed that you are the ancient wolf, our first Wolf Queen, Serena."

"The historian got it all wrong," Valmora finally spoke. "I am the Wolf Queen, not Serena. I just choose who to work through."

Wow!

I had no idea Serena wasn’t the actual wolf Queen, like I had read about. Although it was surprising, it now made sense.

"So, you chose me just like you did with Serena?" I asked, hoping to find out if I was special.

"I didn’t choose you." There was an edge to her tone, as if she was annoyed with me being her host. "The Moon Goddess did. And I am still yet to see how you’re a good match for me."

Ouch! That statement hurt.

But on the other hand, I could understand my wolf’s frustration. I was like a bad market for her. She was the wolf of the most powerful female werewolf that ever existed in History.

She had displayed her power and authority through Serena only because Serena was strong, bold and courageous. So, they worked together and earned war victories together.

But now, she was stuck with a cursed, powerless woman like me.

Of course, she was right to be mad at me.

"So, I get to be the next Wolf Queen?" I asked, taking another chance.

Unlike I had expected, Valmora didn’t talk down at me, scold or ignore me. She actually answered my question.

"You will, only if are prepared. And there isn’t much time. There is a big war coming. And this is why you must be trained. You are too weak and too careless. And I don’t sense any ounce of discipline in you."

Once again, Valmora scored against me successfully.

She had such a smooth tongue. And she was powerful enough that she could insult me and get away with it, unlike Draven.

Maybe it was actually time I took my life seriously.

"There is a war coming?" I asked. Though I already knew this, I just couldn’t help getting a confirmation.

"A big one. And you are very important. You must start training at once. Today, ask Draven to be your teacher."

Draven again?

This wasn’t the first time Valmora was asking me to make Draven my tutor. When I had suggested Dennis, she had gone mad at me saying that our mate was who we needed.

And speaking about mates, I just realised that there weren’t any records of Serena’s mate or her children in the History book.

I was so curious about this. But I knew better than to ask Valmora about it.

She would never answer me, and I didn’t want to ruin her mood and make her mad at me.

"What if Draven doesn’t agree to my request?"

I haven’t even asked him about the picture of Serena yet.

"He has no choice," Valmora stated confidently. "But it’s your job to persuade him. And if you can’t even get your mate to help you, you have no purpose left in this world and must be killed."

I shuddered.

I couldn’t believe my wolf just openly let me know what would happen to me if I proved to be useless to whatever purpose the Moon Goddess had for me.

But her statement had me realising something. She once in a while referred to Draven as my wolf instead of ’our wolf’, and I have no idea why she does that.

Maybe she hasn’t entirely accepted him?

"I feel trapped inside your body. Just an hour’s conversation is enough to get me exhausted. And if you don’t build some muscles, we will never be able to shift into my form."

Valmora’s last statement had me worrying over myself and my weaknesses.

Now that I’ve confirmed that I’m not wolfless, the next step is to experience running in my wolf form.

But above my worries, I was grateful to the Moon Goddess for giving me such a powerful wolf.

Delay isn’t denial.

"What’s the next step?" I asked Valmora.

"After building your stamina and muscles. The next step is unlocking my powers... We will find a way once we get to there," she answered.

Powers?

As soon as I thought of that, the scene from my dream flashed in my mind. The woman warrior had used a persuasion power to get that man to slit his own throat.

I wondered if that was what Valmora was talking about.

No matter how curious I was, I decided to let things unfold by themselves. The surprise for the future should be worth the wait.

"Did you need to do the same with Serena?"

"No. All her channels were open. But yours seems... blocked."

When Valmora replied to me, she had sounded a bit confused, as if there were more theories about what she had noticed.

Maybe I really had to see my grandma. She was the only one I thought could help me. And I trusted her. Because I know who she is... what she is. Even though she hadn’t known how to remove the Lunar curse.

"Draven is coming," Valmora said to me. "You must mention the training to him today itself."

She kept reminding me about the training, like I had short-term memory and wouldn’t understand how urgent it was.

But she was right, because I truly do not understand the urgency, because I didn’t know everything she knew.

Just then, three gentle, firm knocks went off my door.

"It’s Draven. Answer it," Valmora ordered.

For the first time, she was showing excitement for his presence.

"Don’t forget to persuade him if he refuses. Failure is not an option, and it won’t be tolerated," Valmora had me know, and then finished with, "We must get whatever we want."

I got off my bed and walked straight to the door just as the knocks came again. As soon as I pulled open the door, I saw Draven standing tall right in front of me.

My eyes started all over his body.

He was putting on a new shirt and pants. His hair, which was in a bun, seemed wet. And then there was the fragrance of mint and cinnamon coming from him.

It seemed he had just come straight from the shower.

Then our gazes met.

"It’s time for our swimming lessons."