The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 37

-Ava’s POV-

Grayson was going to kill my father.

In all actuality, he was going to kill my father. I watched paralyzed as Grayson’s claws tightened around my father and it 1 like I forgot how to move.

Or maybe I didn’t want to because I didn’t know whose side to pick.

Did I even know whose side I was on anymore?

After what felt like an eternity, Grayson let him go. My father staggered back and didn’t miss a beat, throwing his head ba with a dark, bitter laugh. That sound… it only fueled the rage radiating from Grayson. His chest was heaving, fists clencher tight

I could practically feel the lethal intent pouring off him in waves.

The anger that my father had fueled the moment we walked into his office and I was starting to regret telling Grayson that my father would still be at the hospital not like it mattered, he was already driving in that direction.

I followed him as he stormed through the building, his strides powerful, purposeful. Two things were on my mind:

How the hell did he know exactly where my father’s office was?

And were people clearing the way because they recognized me as Luther Pierce’s daughter? Or because of the look Grayson’s face?

I was betting it was the latter.

When we got to the office, my father was on the phone, and Grayson didn’t even bother knocking. He just shoved the door open. Luther took one look at him and ended the call without hesitation, a cruel smile twisting his lips.

“So he’s alive after all. Quite unfortunate.”

That was it. The moment that sentence left my father’s mouth, everything escalated. Grayson crossed the room in an instant, grabbing Luther’s coat and pulling him so close their noses almost touched. His voice was a low, dangerous growl. “You sent them?”

Luther didn’t flinch. Not even with Grayson’s claws extending, pressing into his throat. Instead, that sadistic smile grew, his eyes gleaming. “Ah, the bastard finally reveals what he is.”

The laugh echoed off the walls, taunting, daring Grayson to do something. And for a second, I thought he might. I could see the raw fury in his eyes, the animal inside him itching to tear my father apart.

I could think, stepping between them. “Alright, that’s

with an expression that was both amused and condescending. “Ah, my ungrateful, disowned

off his coat like Grayson’s hands

to keep my voice steady. “Did you do

asked, his tone so casual it made i my skin crawl. 1] nonchalance

Was that you?” I could barely keep the anger out

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disappeared. He met my eyes with that familiar look of disappointment that had haunted me my whole lif “In all the years I’ve raised you, taught you…

I instinctively raised my hand, pleading with

was inspecting his coat again, as if making sure there were no stains. Typical. And I knew, in that moment, that he didn’t do

Pierce didn’t stoop to petty tricks. He

meeting his, trying to show him that I was

father’s voice cut through the to again, dripping with anger. “Of course I didn’t. And the only reason you aren’t being thrown through that wall right now,” spat, his

Grayson stood still, calculating. Deciding. Would he believe me? Would he

voice soft. “Let’s just go. You’ve been through

a glare that screamed really? He ignored me, sinking back into his chair, dismissing the entire situation like it

turned to

body tense, every muscle coiled like he was still deciding whether or not to finish what he’d started. But then, slowly, his shoulders relaxed. He gave a sharp nod,

the office, my father’s voice echoed behind me, cold

plunge the knife in And you may have found a way to kick me out of

she’s with you, no matter how stubborn she is,

admit. My daughter. The way he said it… it hurt. It always did. I closed

cut through my thoughts, cold and final. “Then we both know how this story ends. One of us has to die And

him, leaving the finality of his words hanging in the air. I stood there for a moment. letting it sink in before my legs finally moved, carrying me out of the office and into the

but nothing had prepared me for it to feel this… inevitable. Like a line

side 1

walked to the car. His expression was unreadable, cold as ever, but I knew this wasn’t over. Not by

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