The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven
Chapter 151: Excited For The Ride

Chapter 151: Excited For The Ride

Meredith.

I woke up grinning like I had swallowed the sun.

Today was the day I drove to town by myself. Well, technically, Dennis would be in the car, but the steering wheel would be mine.

The road would be mine. The engine, the turns, the thrill. All mine.

I hummed to myself as I sat up, swinging my legs off the bed, the sheets falling to the floor like they knew I wouldn’t need them today.

I practically skipped to the window and pulled the curtains apart. The morning light spilt into the room like a blessing.

When Azul and the others entered a few minutes later, their footsteps paused.

"You’re glowing, my lady," Azul said, tilting her head.

"My lady." Kira frowned playfully. "Did you... win a war in your dreams?"

"I’m driving to town today," I announced, stretching my arms above my head.

Their eyes widened.

"To town?" Deidra echoed.

I nodded with the grin of someone who had already planned their route, ice cream flavour, and parking spot. "Dennis promised. Since I finally learned how to park correctly, today’s the reward."

"Oh, my lady!" Arya clapped her hands in excitement.

"Congratulations, my lady," Cora beamed. "You’ve earned it."

Azul just smiled and nodded. "Just be careful. And don’t speed."

With their help, I bathed quickly and changed into something light for now. Breakfast was still ahead.

By the time I reached the dining room, my steps were lighter than usual. I didn’t sit—I practically bounced into my chair.

The others were already there except for Draven. The clink of cutlery filled the space. But the air shifted slightly as soon as I arrived—maybe because I couldn’t stop smiling.

Two minutes later, Draven arrived, breakfast was served, and we all started eating.

Wanda, seated across the long table, narrowed her eyes.

"You look so happy this morning," she said slowly. "It seems something good has happened to you. Do you mind sharing it?"

My smile dropped like a stone.

"Of course I mind," I said flatly. "Just mind your business and keep your eyes out of mine."

A heavy, stretched silence followed.

But in the next second, the clinking resumed, and the room returned to normal like nothing had happened.

I kept eating like I hadn’t just verbally gutted her.

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Later, a short rest gave way to a routine, swimming lesson with Draven. I changed into my training suit, wrapped myself in a towel, and headed for the pool.

The sky was clear. The water shimmered. Draven was already there, arms folded, face unreadable as usual.

"Float drill," he said simply. "Again. Ten minutes."

I didn’t groan or roll my eyes. I simply nodded and walked into the pool.

I let his commands wash over me like the water itself. In this mood, even his voice didn’t irritate me. I had already won the day; he just didn’t know it yet.

Draven kept correcting my breathing, posture and arm tension. I swallowed all of it. I did everything he said, precisely.

Eventually, he stopped giving commands and just watched.

I guessed he got tired after not getting a reaction out of me.

As the session ended, I grabbed a towel and turned to walk off—when his voice cut through the air again.

"There are only two days left until your swimming lessons are over. Hopefully, you’re ready for your test."

I froze. My smile faltered.

But as I turned halfway to respond, he was already walking off like he didn’t need my response.

I stared at his back, lips tightening. Then I stomped one foot lightly on the floor.

Though Valmora said my actions were childish, it made me feel a little better.

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By 3:30 PM, I was dressed and ready.

Deidra had helped me pick out skin-tight jeans and a loose, light-grey shirt. Simple, comfortable, and easy to move in. Azul styled my silver hair into a twisted crown. I kept checking myself in the mirror, turning this way and that.

It looked good.

Deidra finished brushing a touch of powder across my cheeks, then held up two tubes of gloss.

"Which one, my lady? Cherry or light pink?"

I pointed to the softer shade. "That one. The pink." Surprisingly, I wanted to look very simple today, which was a large contrast to the big milestone I would be hitting.

Deidra smiled and applied it with precision as I positioned my lips for her.

Once I was ready, Kira handed me my phone—my lavender-coloured secret weapon—and I called Dennis.

He answered on the second ring.

"Hello! Are you ready?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

"I was waiting for your call. I’m already outside," he chuckled. "Come out before I melt."

I smiled and stood, but Kira reached out before I could take another step and placed a small card in my hand.

"Don’t forget your ID, my lady."

"Thank you," I said, slipping it into my pocket.

As we reached the door, Deidra called out behind me, "Drive safely! And take loads of pictures for us to see!"

"I will!" I said over my shoulder with a laugh.

I headed down the stairs, heart fluttering in a rhythm that felt somewhere between thrill and panic. I was excited. I was nervous. But most of all, I was ready.

The front door opened, and the light outside poured in.

Dennis was already leaning against the side of his car, arms crossed, sunglasses perched on his nose like he was waiting for a breeze to carry him away.

He saw me and smiled. "I see you’re ready for today’s adventure."

"Maybe," I said, breath slightly rushed. "We’ll find out."

He stepped forward and patted my shoulder. "You’re a little nervous. That’s normal. As long as you don’t kill us—or anyone else—I can forgive everything else."

I frowned. "Don’t talk about death. That’s bad luck."

Dennis held up his hands in surrender. "Fair point. I take it back."

Then his expression shifted slightly. "Does your husband know you’re heading out?"

I shrugged. "I didn’t tell him myself, but my maidservants will. Don’t worry—I won’t let him turn you into a footnote on a missing persons report."

"Let’s hope not," Dennis said, smiling as he pulled the keys from his pocket and tossed them toward me.

I caught them—barely.

My fingers curled around the cool metal, and I stared at it for a moment.

I took a deep breath, then I reached into the pocket of my jeans and pulled out my phone. I handed it to Dennis.

"Record me," I said. "I want proof of these beautiful moments, and my survival."

Dennis chuckled and nodded. "Gladly. Let’s make you famous and help you prove a point. Especially to my... um... brother."

I giggled, knowing he had wanted to add an unreasonable title before the word, ’brother’.

We walked to the car.

One minute later, I was behind the wheel.

I clicked my seatbelt into place, heart still thudding in my chest like a drum. Dennis sat beside me, tapping the camera app.

The engine purred as I turned the key. The dashboard lights came to life, and a smile spread across my face, slow but real.

I ran my fingers over the steering wheel, feeling the grain of the leather under my skin.

Then—flash.

I turned to find Dennis holding the phone, grinning.

"Safe trip to us," he said.

"Yeah, safe trip to us," I replied absent-mindedly as I let my fingers caress the steering wheel, reliving every lesson and pointers from my lessons.

I have come too far, and I have earned this rightfully.

And I stepped on the gas.

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