Novel & Cerita The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven

I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling. “I’ll fix this,” I promised softly. “Before fate tries to take you from me.” I didn’t know how. I didn’t know who I’d have to fight, maybe Vivian, the council, destiny itself. I didn’t know how long I had before the curse snapped its teeth around both of us. But I knew one thing with absolute certainty: Drake Tanner, Alpha of Lanemoon pack, was not dying on my watch. Not by rogue wolves. Not by witches.

"Belle is healthy and passionate. She gives me the satisfaction an Alpha needs. And you… You can't even last ten more minutes in bed without passing out from the pain. But I swear, the Luna position will always be yours." Drevan flicked ash from his cigarette, all the while acting like he was doing me a favor. "As long as you behave yourself, don't make a scene, and don't embarrass the pack by spreading this around, I'll still mark you. After all, you're the Luna my father chose for me." Everything made sense at that moment. I should have walked away right then, but when I looked at the calendar, I realized the full moon was only three days away. After living with this curse for 20 years, I

Instead, Alpha Draven’s huge wolf grabbed the attacking wolf breaking his neck in a single movement. I got to my feet, and looking around, I saw Valerie. She was covered in blood from the other wolves. I nodded at her before running towards another wolf. When They had stopped coming out, we jumped down into the hatch. Tunnels spread out in all directions. I tried to hide my worry. I watched as Alpha Draven sniffed the air. “Aura is this way; I can smell her scent.” Without another word, he took off down a tunnel.

They stopped speaking and for a minute, Waverly only heard the clinking of glasses as they were set down on what seemed to be the outline of a push-cart. "The Alpha…" the second woman began, her tone lower than before. "Do you think this one will work?" A sigh came from the hallway. "It's been 10 years, Felicity. I'm not sure if anyone knows anymore…" Another clink interrupted their discussion. "But he still has time," the girl, whose name Waverly now knew was Felicity, stated. "The Lunar Eclipse is still a month away. There's plenty of time for him to break the curse."

"Tomorrow we're going to consult the moon goddess's seer to determine if you can break my curse. If the seer confirms it then the coronation will proceed." My blood ran cold. The curse. I had almost forgotten about whatever affliction had turned Draven into the monster he was. "Of course Alpha," I agreed even though fear was clawing at my throat. Dinner continued in tense silence and afterward Draven excused himself to have a smoke on the balcony. I started to head back to my chambers when a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me into a side corridor. "What are you doing?" I shouted, “Stop! Stop!”

I’m anticipating the moon reaching the centre of the sky, even though I’m aware of what unleashes the curse. “What’s more dangerous, the curse, or him?” She laughs softly to herself, although there’s an edge to it. “Depends how spiteful he is toward the Alpha and the Pack who spelled him in the ground in the first place.” Thumbing through the pages, she doesn’t look up at me. “The Pack we are part of, by the way,” she adds. “I’d be pissed.” The merciful thing would have been to kill him, although Hazel suggests it’s almost impossible. Plus, Alpha’s are spiteful, arrogant creatures.

Hendrick said, opening the door. “Please, go to the garden to get some fresh air. We can continue later.” “I think I can’t listen anymore today. I should go home now.” “Okay, Luna. We will meet tomorrow.” “What about your help to hide my mark?” “I will start the preparation for it tonight and let you know soon.” Jennifer nodded and left the house in pain while Hendrick began thinking about how to hide the mark from his Alpha to save Luna’s life. They were so focused on other curses that they forgot to consider the third curse. Little did they know fate was unpredictable and had planned something beyond their imagination.

“Being near you…Alia, it makes me lose control.” I stood still. Confusion written on my face “My curse reacts to you,” he continued quietly. “My beast runs wild when I touch you. I don’t want to hurt you. But I can't control it. When it craves something, it doesn't stop until it feeds on it.” He stopped talking and then he spoke again.” And you, Alia…my beast craves you more badly than any other thing, it's more than blood lust or death. It wants you, and it won't stop until it has you. I can't let it have you.”

“We understand the cost, Alpha Drax. But the survival of this pack comes first. Your power keeps us strong—but strength alone will not secure our future. We need to keep trying, until we find someone that can bare your blood.” I turned away from them, walking to the window, letting the night wind brush against my face. The moon hung low, half hidden behind storm clouds, casting faint silver streaks across the council room. My gaze followed each pale glow, but my mind remained tangled with centuries of curses, betrayals, and deaths. I thought of my forefathers, countless brides taken, each one dead before the year was over. How many women will die for my bloodline? For the survival of a legac