The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 92

-Ava’s POV-

Thirty–three seconds.

I don’t know why I counted but that was how much time passed before her sharp gasp shattered the tense silence in the room. For a moment, no one moved. Not me, not the nurses–no one dared to breathe, as though the slightest sound might break whatever spell had taken hold. Then, slowly, Tessa’s wide, panicked eyes darted around the room, taking in the surroundings with frantic confusion.

I snapped out of my stunned state and immediately went to herde. My steps were hurried, but I forced myself to remain calm, professional even, as I leaned over her bed.

“Tessa?” I said gently, my voice steady despite the chaos of emotions raging inside me. “How do you

feel?”

She didn’t answer right away. Her trembling hands moved, brushing over her chest and arms as if confirming her own existence. Her eyes locked onto mine, a flicker of recognition and confusion swirling within them.

“I…I don’t understand,” she whispered, her voice raspy. “I was… I”

Before she could finish, one of the nurses broke the silence, her voice trembling with awe. “It’s a miracle,” she murmured, her gaze shifting from Tessa to me, then to the machines that moments ago had signaled the end of a life.

The door swung open suddenly, and I turned just in time to see Mikayla standing in the doorway. Tears streamed down her face, and before anyone could stop her, she bolted into the room, throwing herself into her mother’s arms.

“You’re okay!” Mikayla sobbed, clutching Tessa as though she might disappear again at any moment. “You’re alive!” Tessa froze for a moment, her arms stiff at her sides, and then, as though understanding finally dawned, she wrapped her daughter in a tight embrace. Tears spilled freely down her cheeks as she murmured, “I’m here, baby. I’m here.”

I watched the scene unfold, my chest tightening with a mix of emotions I couldn’t quite name. Finally, I turned to the nurses, who were still standing there, frozen in shock. I nodded to them, my voice calm but firm. “I can take it from here.”

They hesitated, exchanging bewildered glances before nodding and silently leaving the room. Their steps were hesitant, their gazes darting back to Tessa as though expecting her to vanish into thin air.

Once the door clicked shut behind them, Tessa’s confused voice broke through the lingering silence. “Dr. Pierce…how?”

I managed a small, reassuring smile. “Prayers must’ve been answered,” I said, keeping my tone light. It wasn’t entirely a lie. but the truth–Grayson’s ring and what it meant was something she didn’t need to know. Not now. Not ever.

–

I turned to Mikayla, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Sweetheart, I need to check on your mom’s vitals, okay?”

Mikayla hesitated, clearly reluctant to let go, but she nodded, stepping back just enough for me to move in closer. I grabbed the stethoscope from my pocket, slipping it around my neck as began my examination.

“Tessa,” I said, my tone gentle yet professional, “I need you to tell me how you’re feeling. Any pain? Dizziness? Trouble breathing?”

She shook her head slowly, her brow furrowed. “No… I feel fine. Better than I’ve felt in a long time, actually.” Her voice wavered, as though she didn’t entirely trust her own words. “But I don’t understand. L… I died.”

Her words sent a chill down my spine, but I kept my expression neutral. “You were in critical condition,” I said, my hands steady as I checked her pulse, which was surprisingly strong. “But your body seems to have recovered remarkably well Sometimes, the human body can surprise us.”

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reached out, grabbing mine. Her grip was firm, desperate. “No, Ava. I died. I remember..everything going dark. I was…gone. How am

searching for the right words. “What matters is that you’re here now,” I said softly, meeting

her mother’s hand, looked up at me with wide, tear–filled eyes. “Is my mom really okay, Dr. Pierce!” she asked, her voice

“Her vitals are stable, and she’s responding perfectly. But we’ll keep a close eye on

cautious relief. “I don’t know how to thank you.”

Mikayla leaned into her, wrapping her arms around her mother once more. I busied

hour. The adjusting the machines, giving them a moment of privacy. But my mind raced, replaying the events of the ring. The gasp. The miracle

I placed a comforting hand on Tessa’s shoulder. “You’re going to be okay,”

up at me, her eyes filled with gratitude and lingering confusion. “Thank you,”

nod, stepping back to give them space. As I turned to leave the room, Mikayla’s quiet sobs and Tessa’s whispered reassurances followed me. I closed the door gently behind me, leaning against it for a moment as the

day. But

Thanks to him.

near the edge of the wall, his hands buried in his pockets, his

that had just happened. The fact that Tessa had actually come back to life–and from what I could tell, might even be healed–was almost too much to comprehend It made what

chance at life

alive,” I whispered

turned to me, his expression unreadable, and nodded

her another chance,” I said,

he interrupted, sighing softly. “Don’t make it more than it

was more, and I wanted to tell him that.

was fair that I got an extra chance

His words hit me with the force of a tidal wave, and for a moment, all I could do was stare at him. Grayson Blackwood, the man who had fought

in that

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my heart

emotions swirling inside me. If I had known you could be this sweet,” I said lightly, “I would’ve gone to find

he said quickly, narrowing his eyes. “Don’t

And from the looks of it. I think

but I didn’t miss

a moment, “can we leave

as much.” I said with a smile. “Let me check on

leaned

my mind could catch up. His lips were warm, soft, and for a moment, the world around us

pulled back, Grayson’s eyes locked onto mine, a mixture of surprise and something deeper flickering

did that,” I admitted softly, my cheeks