The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

09:28 Mon, Dec 16

Chapter 63

-Ava’s POV

Screw him.

I repeated the words over and over, stomping around my room with a mixture of anger and frustration. It wasn’t even my room–no, this was his territory. Every piece of furniture, every glinting object, and all the suffocatingly lavish decor was his I grabbed whatever I could find, stuffing it into a pile of suitcase I’d dragged out from the back of the closet.

I wondered why he had bought them. Did he think we would have to travel a lot or did he plan for this moment? Probably the latter. Nothing about Grayson seemed accidental; he had aruncanny knack for control and forethought, a quality that I had actually felt was enticing.

Now, it was smothering

The clothes, the jewelry, all of it–it wasn’t mine. But I was taking it anyway. Consider it compensation for the time he’d stolen, the feelings I hadn’t meant to have, and the heartache he clearly didn’t care about. This was my payment, a small price for the emotional wreckage he’d left me in..

Each item l’packed felt like a stab, like I was closing the book on something I shouldn’t have even opened in the first place. I knew, from the very beginning, what he was: cold, calculating, untouchable. Yet somehow, I’d allowed myself to believe I could crack through that glacial exterior even though I told myself I didn’t.

What a fool I’d been.

After what felt like hours, I finally finished packing. Four heavy suitcases lined up by the door, each one bearing the weight of memories I couldn’t wait to leave behind. I dragged them down the hallway, every step echoing in the oppressive silence, and just as I rounded the corner, I came face–to–face with the last person I wanted to sec

Elaine.

Her gaze dropped to my suitcases, then back to my face, but for once, she didn’t smirk or look smug or say I told you to count your days because you won’t last. She just stared, her expression unreadable, before saying softly, “You’re leaving

My anger flared up again, and the words came out harsher than intended. “I’m sure you’re thrilled. Feel free to pop open some champagne.”

away. No snide remarks, no gloating. Just.. silence. For a second, I felt a pang of something–Relief?-but I shoved it aside

stairs, I finally made it outside. I was about to call a cab when one of Grayson’s men appeared, striding toward me with that intimidating presence they all seemed to share. It was the same one who

of respect. “Luna, the Alpha King has ordered me to take

just another business transaction to him. Fine. It

it, we were there. He helped me unload the suitcases onto the sidewalk, and as he turned to go, something unexpected happened. He hesitated, looking back

place, but..“he paused, searching for the right words.

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but the moment you cane, that aura started dimishing I’m not saying it’s not there tout r’s move like a litle spark now and it makes us feel better because we aren’t constantly waiting for the rather shoe to drop and the explorato come.” He

standing there, watching the dust settle from

was two months

word from Grayson. Not a call, not a text, not even a passing message. Nothing It was like I’d never existed in his world. I’d moved in with bubella, who had welcomed me with open arms, though she threatened to kick

her. “Please don’t quit your

laughing lightly, “Good, because I didn’t really want to. The pay is

to ask about him, but it was like he lingered everywhere. Every time the phone rang, my heart leapt, only to plummet when it wasn’t him. In the quiet moments, when it was just me and my thoughts, bitterness would rise in my chest, the kind that twisted my stomach and burned my

the end of it. I could almost hear

didn’t and

to treatment. Her little face lit up when I told her the good news, and for a brief moment, I felt a semblance

on the couch and lifted my legs to rest on her laplaven’t seen you smile in

silence until she finally broke it. “I’m worried about you, Lilian. You’re barely eating, pulling extra shifts,

point? I’ve always been latent. Why

at me,

I’m fine, Bels. Really”

she relented, but her voice held a note of disbelief. “But you’ve been holed up in this apartment for weeks, going to work and back, and that’s it. You need to go out, breathe air that doesn’t smell like