The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven-Chapter 576: Sinful Act

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I finally made my way to our bedroom.

The door creaked softly as I pushed it open, and immediately, I caught traces of him—his scent lingering in the air, faint but unmistakable. It wrapped around me like a promise half-kept.

But he wasn’t there.

I frowned slightly, standing still for a moment as my gaze swept across the room. The chair near the window had been shifted. His jacket was draped over the armrest. Proof that he had been here, and had already left.

Where in the world did he go?

A flicker of impatience stirred in me, but it didn’t last. I didn’t have the energy to go searching through the estate, and besides—he wasn’t avoiding me. I knew that much. I would see him soon enough.

So, with a quiet sigh, I walked into the dressing room and dropped my shoulder bag onto the stool. Then I headed into the bathroom.

Cold water cascaded over my skin, washing away the dust of the day, the noise of the market, the tension I had been carrying since leaving the underground. I let the chill steady me, grounding my thoughts until my breathing evened out.

When I was done, I returned to the dressing room and changed into something comfortable—soft, loose fabric.

Then, I retrieved my phone from my bag and walked back into the bedroom, glancing around once more.

Draven still hasn’t returned.

By the time I noticed the light outside had dimmed further, I realized it was already time for dinner.

I sighed, set my phone down on the nightstand, and left the room.

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The dining room was quieter than usual as only Jeffery was there.

I took my seat, exchanging a polite greeting with him as servants moved efficiently around the table. A moment later, Dennis walked in and immediately paused, looking around.

His brows furrowed. "Don’t tell me I’m early. Where is everyone?"

"I didn’t even get to see Draven," I said, a hint of frustration slipping into my voice.

Dennis burst into a chuckle. "So you ditched me for nothing?"

I shot him a look. "At least I got a good shower out of it."

He laughed harder, pulling out a chair and sitting beside Jeffery. "Cold."

Before I could retort, footsteps echoed from the hall. Randall entered first, then Draven. Oscar followed closely behind. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

We all rose immediately to offer greetings.

On the other hand, Oscar gave me a brief nod. "Luna."

Finally, Randall gestured for everyone to sit, and we obeyed. Immediately, my eyes followed Draven until he took the seat beside me.

"Do you know how much I missed you today?" I asked through the bond, unable to stop myself.

"I’m sorry," he replied, warmth flooding back instantly. "After we returned, Father pulled me into another meeting with Oscar."

His hand came up openly, resting on my shoulder. Then his fingers brushed my cheek gently, his smile soft, affectionate, and unguarded.

There was love in his eyes.

I felt heat rise to my face, but I leaned into his touch anyway.

Dinner passed in near silence. And when it ended, Draven and I left together.

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The moment the bedroom door closed behind us, I turned and wrapped my arms around him.

"I missed you so much," I said, pressing into his chest.

He exhaled and hugged me back. "I’m sorry for that. Today’s meeting was endless."

I held him tighter.

He kissed my forehead, lingering just a moment longer than usual, then murmured, almost teasing, "You know... feeling you this close is making it hard to behave."

If this had been me from before, I would have stepped back instantly and made he know how naughty he was.

But I didn’t. Instead, I stayed where I was.

The next second, Draven’s breath shifted. He kissed my cheek, then my temple, slow and unhurried. When he took my hand and guided me toward the bed, I followed without resistance.

He sat down and gently pulled me to sit against him, one leg braced beneath me. His gaze searched my face—soft, intent.

"I can’t resist you anymore," he said quietly. "And I know you feel it too."

But as soon as he leaned in towards my lips, two firm knocks landed on our bedroom door.

Knock. Knock.

The sound hit like a splash of cold water, putting an end to how Draven and I were about to ravish ourselves.

Draven leaned back with a low growl of pure dissatisfaction. I couldn’t help smiling as I slid off his lap and crossed the room to open the door.

Dennis stood there, holding a tray with two wide dessert glasses filled with mango sorbet. "Delivery," he said smugly.

I turned my head slightly and laughed. And behind me, Draven sighed.

Then, Dennis lifted a brow and asked far too innocently, "Am I interrupting something... intimate?"

I almost rolled my eyes. But I didn’t even get the chance to answer as Draven’s voice cut in before I could open my mouth, dry and edged with danger.

"Are you interested in watching?"

Dennis stepped fully into the room anyway, completely unbothered, the tray steady in his hands.

"Absolutely not," he replied smoothly. "I would like to preserve my innocent eyes from such sinful acts."

I shook my head, shut the door, and turned just in time to see him place the tray carefully on the table.

Draven crossed his arms. "I would really like to see how you will behave when you finally find your mate," he said coolly. "Let’s see if you will live like a monk and refrain from these ’sinful acts’ you claim to despise."

Dennis grinned. "Until then."

Then his gaze flicked to me quickly, before returning to Draven. "Enjoy the sorbet. I will see myself out."

Without waiting for a response, he walked past us, opened the door, and shut it firmly behind him.

Silence settled over the room.

Draven stared at the closed door for a long second, then turned to me with a look of pure misery. "He just quenched my fire."

I nodded solemnly. "Tragic."

We shared a look, and then I gestured toward the tray. "Let’s enjoy the sorbet."

He exhaled and shook his head. "Go ahead. I will take a shower first."

"Okay."

I moved to the couch, sat down, and picked up one of the wide dessert glasses. The sorbet was pale gold—smooth, cold, and inviting.

I scooped a generous spoonful and tasted it, the sweetness blooming on my tongue as the sound of water running in the bathroom filled the space.