The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

Chapter 112

-Grayson’s POV-

Elaine didn’t give me a chance to speak or explain myself. She turned and bolted out of my study, her footsteps echoing down the hall. I cursed under my breath, frustration and dread twisting in my chest. Liam, who had been sitting across from me moments before, rose to his feet, concern etched into his features.

“Stay here,” I snapped at him, my voice sharp. “I’ll handle this.”

Without waiting for a response, I pushed past the door and into the dimly lit corridor. Elaine was already disappearing around the corner, moving with the kind of desperation that cut me deeper than I cared to admit.

“Elaine,” I called after her, but she didn’t stop.

I let out a weary sigh, knowing I was about to make things worse but having no other choice. The weight of my Alpha aura rolled over the space between us, commanding her to stop. “Stop moving, Elaine,” I said firmly, my tone leaving no room for defiance.

Her steps faltered, and her body froze. Her shoulders were rigid, her back turned to me as she stood motionless in the middle of the hallway. I didn’t relish using my authority over her but there was no other way to make her stay and listen. Slowly, I closed the distance between us until I was standing just a few feet away.

“Yes,” I said, my voice steady but hollow. “I started the fire that night. But I didn’t mean for it to kill your parents or my mother. Things got out of control.”

The admission fell heavily between us, like a boulder dropped into a bottomless chasm. Her shoulders stiffened further, and when she finally turned to face me, her eyes were filled with tears, brimming with pain and fury.

“Just how inhuman have you become, Grayson?” Her voice trembled with emotion, each word sharper than the last. “You were responsible for that night, and you don’t even have the decency to feel remorseful? After all these years of lying to me?”

“Elaine-”

“No!” she cut me off, her voice shaking with barely restrained rage. “That night, I watched my father go up in flames. Do you have any idea how many nightmares I’ve had because of that? How screwed up that moment made me? And you… you wake up every day and act like it’s my fault I’m this way–when you did this, Grayson!”

She shoved me, her hands pressing against my chest with more force than I expected. It wasn’t enough to move me physically, but the impact of her words hit far harder than any physical blow ever could.

“You ruined my childhood!” she cried, her voice cracking under the weight of her anguish. “You made me grow into this around her to be just as broken so I don’t have to feel alone. And then you act like who wants everyone miserable person taking me in was some kind of grand favor, as if I wouldn’t be this way if it weren’t for you!”

wiped at her face in vain. It was a heartbreaking sight, one that left me feeling utterly powerless. I wanted to say something–anything–that could make this better, but the truth was, there was nothing. Nothing I could

start to suppress my emories in the first place. I hated what I had done to her, hated the way I had destroyed her life. And yet, I couldn’t find the words to make it right. So, I stayed silent, my numbness and bleakness filling the void

That’s why you stood by and did nothing at first that night, isn’t it? I knew you were

were a knife twisting in my chest, but I didn’t flinch. Everything she was

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in denying it.

are…” she paused, her voice breaking as she sniffled and rubbed

eyes.

“You are….

just a monster.”

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damage I had done. She wasn’t just angry or grieving. She was broken. Completely and utterly broken. And it was my

arms, holding her tightly. “I didn’t mean for it to happen,” I murmured, my voice

muffled but still heart–wrenching. She was saying something–words I couldn’t quite make out–but

touch me, Grayson,” she said, her voice icy. “Even if you didn’t mean for it to happen, how can you spend all these years acting high and mighty, as if I’m the problem, when you-” She broke off, sucking

opened my mouth to respond,

done, you bring that commoner here.” Her voice dripped with disdain as she said the word. “You continuously belittle me because I am this way, even though you’re the one who made me like this. And still, you pick her

I froze, realizing where this was

her eyes burning with a mixture of desperation

in the back of my mind, repulsed by the very idea. Ava was… she was everything I didn’t deserve but somehow had. She was light where I was darkness, hope where I

to leave. I was going to do so eventually

them. The moment they left my lips, I felt a strange, gut- wrenching sensation, like a part of me

felt it–her