The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 111

-Ava’s POV-

A triumphant smile tugged at my lips as I observed Jeremy pacing anxiously outside the restaurant. From our concealed vantage point, I could tell he had made the call.

“You know, you don’t have to look so smug,” Isabella remarked, rolling her eyes beside me. “It was my newly acquired, albeit stalkerish, skills that led us here.”

“Thank you, Bels. Whatever would I do without you?” I replied, matching her eye roll.

“I can hear the sarcasm in your tone, Lilian, but because I love you, I’ll choose to ignore it.” Her gaze shifted to the corner where Ivan and two other men were hidden in the shadows, awaiting my command. “I bet you $20 he wants to see what’s under that sweater you’re wearing. Hold on a minute, why are you wearing a freaking sweater on a stakeout mission?”

“Firstly, because it’s cold. Secondly, who wants to see what’s under my very comfortable sweater?”

She rolled her eyes again, Ian over there. Did you see how quickly he jumped to assist when you asked for help?”

“He offered because I am his Luna, and he wants to get into my good graces.”

“Or get into your pants,” she teased, wiggling her eyebrows.

I swatted her hand. “Knock it off. He’s one of Grayson’s men. Stop saying nonsense. He’s acting out of respect. Now, if you’d just keep quiet so I can focus on the mission, that would be great

“Scary threatening man from the alley should hurry the hell up, Isabella muttered, wrapping her arms around herself. “It’s getting really cold.”

“Maybe you

should have worn a sweater,” I murmured under my breath.

She glared at me.

“Shut up,

Lilian.”

to comment when a black car screeched to a halt in front of him. Everything happened so fast.

“Shit. Shit. Shit.”

my feet as Ivan and the other two men emerged from the shadows.

our movements. My wolf growled in my mind, a low rumble of discontent. Was it

I should have

to Isabella, who offered a faint, reassuring smile.

gnawed at me. My eyes fixed on the road ahead, where the car containing Jeremy

it?” I asked, my

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we’re following them,” Ian replied, his grip tightening on the steering

car

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we pursued to keep pace

pounded in sync with the rapid thrum of the car’s pistons, each beat a reminder

a glint of excitement danced in her eyes. “This just got a whole lot more interesting,”

her a glare, the gravity of the situation leaving no room for amusement. “Focus, Bels. Lives are on the

the door, the seatbelt biting into my shoulder. I caught a glimpse of the

traffic, narrowly avoiding collisions as horns blared in protest. Pedestrians on the sidewalks turned their heads, faces painted with shock

his grip on the steering

lit industrial road. Ian followed without hesitation, the tires skidding as they fought for

halt Before we could react, they reversed at high speed, aiming directly

yourselves!” Ivan

a stop. The kidnappers‘

Ivan slammed his fist against

racing heart. “This is not good. Not good

seat, I let out a huff. So much

prayer to the moon goddess, begging her to let Jeremy walk out of this alive. It didn’t matter that I hardly knew him or that he had tried to sell us out; using people was not who I was. Now, I just had

thought of facing Grayson after ignoring him for a whole week made my stomach