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.”

Our mirth was interrupted when Jeremy ceased his pacing. I was about to comment when a black car screeched to a halt in front of him. Everything happened so fast. Two men emerged; one placed a bag over Jeremy’s head, and they swiftly bundled him into the car before

“Shit. Shit. Shit.”

from the shadows. “We have to follow that car. We cannot

car. We slid into the back seat, urgency propelling our movements. My wolf growled in my mind, a low rumble of discontent. Was it disappointment or frustration? I couldn’t tell. All I knew was that my

happens when I try to be something I’m not. I should

a faint, reassuring smile. “He’ll be

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

my voice edged with concern.

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they know we’re following them,” Ian replied,

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Ian accelerated, tires screeching as we pursued to keep

rapid thrum of the car’s pistons, each beat a reminder of the stakes

clutched the edge of her seat, her knuckles white. Yet, a glint of excitement danced in her eyes. “This just

glare, the gravity of the situation leaving no room for amusement. “Focus, Bels. Lives are on the line.” Ian’s voice cut through the tension. “Hold on,” he warned, his tone a blend of determination and urgency.

as it veered onto a narrower street. The sudden maneuver threw me against the door, the seatbelt biting into my shoulder. I caught a glimpse of the kidnappers‘ vehicle ahead, their taillights glowing like malevolent eyes

horns blared in protest. Pedestrians on the sidewalks turned their heads, faces

to lose us,” Ian muttered, his grip

kidnappers‘ car swerved abruptly, taking an unexpected exit onto a dimly lit industrial road. Ian followed without hesitation, the tires skidding as they fought for traction. The surroundings grew desolate, warehouses casting long shadows under sparse streetlights.

the kidnappers‘ vehicle braked hard, skidding to a halt Before we could

Ivan shouted.

to avoid the collision, the car spinning 180 degrees before coming to a stop. The kidnappers‘ car sped off in the opposite direction,

slammed his fist against the

a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. “This is not good. Not good at all. We need

let out a huff. So much

I hardly knew him or that he had tried to sell us out; using people was not who I was. Now, I just

ignoring him for a whole week made my