The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 5

Grayson’s POV-

-There are thousands of women out there who would have a more excited expression on their face because they just became my Lama. You should look more grateful.”

The words left my mouth mirroring the boredom I suddenly felt the moment she signed the contract.

Her gaze snapped to mine, and I watched the color in her eyes swirl, shifting to a darker shade. Most things didn’t interest me, but her eyes–something I had noticed the moment she fellat my feet–the way they switched colors–intrigued me enough to want to understand them.

Those same eyes flashed with anger now, like my words had insulted her.

“It’s contracted Luna,” she corrected, her voice laced with irritation.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the document and strode toward me, shoving it into my chest. The fear and uncertainty that had been on her face moments ago had vanished, replaced by a look that said she was ready to commit murder.

My murder

Honestly, I didn’t care what I had said to offend her. I stared back at her, assessing. Ava Pierce was strikingly beautiful, even if 1 lacked any interest in the sentiment.

She held my gaze for a long moment, then broke it, her glare softening. “What now?” she asked, her tone clipped. “Are you going to assign me guards? Watch my every-

“Lose the antitude,” I cut in before she could finish and I saw her shiver slightly at the harshness of my tone. She opened her mouth to speak, but I cut her off again. “I am still speaking and when I speak, I paused for her moment letting it sink in. “Do not ever interrupt me.”

She flinched even harder then I let out a sigh, deciding to soften my tone. I was asking a lot of her after all, “I do not have any interest in controlling you but I most definitely do not appreciate insolence. Do you understand?”

It took her a moment for her to nod her head.

“Good. Now to answer your earlier question. What is happening right now is that we’re going to have our first session.”

Her eyes widened as my words registered, her entire face flushing a deep red. “Right now?” she stammered. “I don’t even have the equipment-”

on cue, the door to my study opened, and a team of people filed

room. “I’ve done my research. Everything you need for your first

composure. Her breathing hitched, and 1 arched a brow at her. “You’re a medical expert,

back, “My patients have never looked like-” She caught herself, stopping just short of finishing the sentence making the smirk

I knew exactly

awe of my looks, and frankly, I was realizing I liked how uneasy I made

Her in particular.

Chapter 3

I need to take my pagis off?” I asked, my hand

face turning so red that I thought it might

the amusement litting me hard for the first time

was it

spine, her eyes shifting into a more professional mode. “Take a seat,

the equipment, her hands moving over each item with practiced efficiency. She turned back to me, her expression all business now. “I’m going to ask you a few questions about your

“Go ahead”

an ounce of shame because there was so much

watching her closely the entire time. Her professionalism was commendable, but I could see the cracks, the way

was out of her depth, and

“I’ll have to touch you now

back in the chair, making myself more comfortable, watching as she hesitated for

moment before stepping closer.

space, her scent suddenly hit me hard, stronger than before, engulfing my senses. My body stiffened involuntarily, something inside me stirring

reached out, her hands trembling ever so slightly, and just as she was about to make

The moment our skin touched, I felt something else–something I couldn’t

flicker of fear. She opened her mouth

desperate to understand what she had done wrong, but there was nothing to explain. I kept my grip firm, my gaze cold. Without another word, she yanked her hand from my grasp and bolted for