The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 3

Ava’s POV

The man who had brought Dylan returned the moment Alpha Grayson disappeared from the room, not giving me a chance. to process the words, his stern face giving nothing away. “Alpha rayson doesn’t appreciate his time being wasted. Grab your essentials. We are leaving. Now”

My feet moved on autopilot, the urgency in his tone propelling me forward. I glanced one last time at Dylan, who stared at me with a fury that could have set the room ablaze. I could feel fils hatred, but I had no time for it. I turned away and raced up the stairs, my heart pounding with each step.

I unlocked the door which was meant to keep me in, throwing it open, the room was a blur of disarray as I grabbed whatever I could–clothes, a few mementos, and anything else I might need.

My mind was spinning-

I wasn’t just packing up my belongings; I was about to drop my entire life behind and step into the unknown with a man I didn’t know.

Every fiber of my being wanted to pause, to consider my next move carefully, but there was no time. I had to leave Dylan and his world of superficial perfection behind. I could deal with my parents‘ disappointment later. For now, I was running toward something, or rather someone, who commanded respect, from every Alpha.

The bag felt heavy in my hand as I dashed out of the mansion, my breath coming in sharp gasps, and into the waiting convoy. I didn’t look back. The only thing that mattered was getting as far from Dylan and his pack as possible.

I had never even felt like I belonged.

As the car sped away, the world outside became a hazy blur of lights and shadows. My heart raced, not just from the speed but from the anticipation of what lay ahead. The car finally slowed as we approached the gates of a grand estate, and my breath caught in my throat.

I had no idea that he lived in the same city.

opulent than I could have imagined, even in my wildest dreams. The car came to a stop, and the door was opened by a man in a perfectly tailored suit, his eyes

questions going through my mind.

no one smile around

Alpha Grayson get in his study so

chocolate and rosewood, rich

Then I saw him.

mine with an intensity that made my knees

something in his tone that made it impossible to refuse. I took a deep breath, nying to steady my racing heart, and sank into

wavered, and a small, almost imperceptible smile touched

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I blurted out before I could stop

widened, a dangerous glint in his eyes. He didn’t answer the question forcing me to take another deep

will you how?” he asked, his voice dripping with

chair, his posture relaxed yet commanding “Your parents are the best medical practitioners on paper in the country. Is this true

me momentarily stunned. I didn’t answer, my

alliance. I like to be well–informed about the people I align myself with. That’s

Ava

never sounded more perfect in