[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave":3,"chapter-the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-chapter-10":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},923632,1212,"Chapter 10: I Just Made an Enemy","the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-chapter-10",10,"\u003Cp>Meredith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning of my forced wedding arrived too quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had barely slept the night before—my mind had been a storm of rage, humiliation, and helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But none of that mattered now. Because it was happening, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun had barely risen when a group of servants led by Madame Beatrice entered my chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They moved swiftly, efficiently, wordlessly— as if I were nothing more than a doll they were dressing up for display.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A warm bath, drizzled with goat milk and scented with vanilla oil, was prepared for me. I was made to soak in it for ten minutes before the scrubbing began. Not an inch of my skin was spared. And by the time they were done, I was left with red patches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pain from climbing hundreds of stairs intensified, along with this fresh batch from having my body scrubbed by iron-fisted hands. The way these people washed my skin made it seem like I had some diseases that had to be scrubbed off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could understand yesterday's intense scrubbing because I looked like filth. But today? I still can't understand the need for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I felt violated once again when two pairs of hands roamed over every inch of my body, smearing coconut oil on it. No matter how many times I said that I could do it myself, it fell on deaf ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine silk was draped over my body, followed by makeup brushes delivering different colours of powder all over my face. Heavy jewellery—pure gold, encrusted with emeralds—was fastened around my neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A delicate silver circlet, woven with tiny moonstone gems, was placed in my hair before the white cloud bridal hat was placed over it to cover my face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stared at my reflection in the mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reflection staring back at me was a stranger—a doll, painted and adorned, shaped into something delicate—something that wasn't me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Draven Oatrun's bride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madame Beatrice stood at the side and ordered one of the women to try the three different bridal shoes on my feet before she finally chose the one made with a white embroidery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have beautiful feet,\" she said with a straight face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I could even take a steady breath, the doors burst open—an unwelcome presence sweeping in like a cold draft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servants immediately stiffened. The air grew heavy with tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, I turned my gaze to the right, only to see a woman I recognized from the Lunar Ball walk through the door and towards me. Her green eyes were sharp as they met mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her familiar voice, smooth, but now dripping with venom, said, \"I see the bride is ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss Fellowes,\" Madame Beatrice gave the woman a curt nod while the rest of the servants bowed respectfully to her, a gesture that left me wondering who she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Leave us.\" Miss Fellowes commanded as her casual glance fell on Madame Beatrice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The servants didn't hesitate. They bowed quickly and scurried out like frightened mice. Within ten seconds, we were left alone. Just me and her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lifted my gaze to the mirror. And there she stood—Miss Fellowes, just right behind me. Her emerald-green gown with a deep V-neck hugged her curves perfectly. And her golden hair was pinned into an elegant, regal style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked every bit like the woman who should be standing in my place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her red lips parted. \"Do you know who I am?\" she asked, gazing at me through the mirror. Her arms were crossed, her manicured nails tapping against her arm in slow, calculated beats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't,\" I answered without missing a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you even understand what's happening?\" Her voice was low, sharp as a blade,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a slow step forward, her lips curling. \"You don't deserve this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another step. \"You don't deserve him. Even for a moment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she stopped just behind me, placing a hand on the back of my chair, her fingers gripping the carved wood a little too tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I met her gaze through the mirror once more. Her green eyes burning with something dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jealousy. Hatred. Rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because of my curse, nor because of my lack of a wolf like I had thought at the Lunar Ball when she tried to stop Draven from claiming me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, I realized that this was hatred for who I was about to become. Because she had a thing for Draven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you finished?\" I asked evenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprise flashed across her eyes, and then her nostrils flared. She was pissed now. \"How dare you speak to me in that manner? You are nothing more than a piece in a game of chess. Discardable. Killable!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don't know what came over me, but I found myself replying harshly even when I had no plans of doing that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I were that easy to kill, I wouldn't still be standing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Fellowes stood behind me in stunned silence. She hadn't expected that I would be assertive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence stretched between us. Our gazes refused to back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Miss Fellowes broke the silence as her expression darkened. \"Don't ever get the wrong idea. Draven doesn't belong to you. He is mine. And I will make sure you understand that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled softly, shifting my gaze away. \"I wonder if Draven knows he belongs to you,\" I mumbled, looking lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the words left my lips, I knew I had struck a nerve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Fellowes clenched her hands into fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a split second, I thought she might hit me. And she almost did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Madame Beatrice came back into the room with the group of servants, interrupting our heated exchange, thus, breaking the tense atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss Fellowes, the wedding bells will go off in a few minutes. And we still have some work to do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Fellowes withdrew her gaze from Madame Beatrice and cast it on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't get comfortable, Meredith. One day, you'll regret ever stepping foot into this place. And I am Wanda Fellowes. Don't ever forget my name,\" she warned before walking away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the air was still thick with her anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had just made an enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>",1046,"2026-06-03T06:41:07.231Z","2026-06-03T06:41:13.593Z",1,"novelbin.me","9a19b41921cdbfeb9359a8a4a85ab3300928888605a71319eb849fe284240326","the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-chapter-11","the-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-chapter-9",685,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-lunar-curse-a-second-chance-with-alpha-drave-cover.jpg"]