The Alpha King's Contracted Luna by Nelson Claudia

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Chapter 116

-Ava’s POV-

The sunlight filtered through the gauzy curtains, piercing through the haze in my mind. As I stirred, a sharp throb shot through my head, and my entire body ached with a vengeance. It took a moment for my brain to catch up, but when it det. the events of last night hit me like a freight train: Grayson’s cold, cutting words, the bar, the fight with Isabella, the man–the man I killed.

The memory slammed into me with such force that I bolted upright, my heart hammering in my chest. My gaze darted around the unfamiliar room. Where was 1? What was I doing here?

I should be locked up. I turned myself in. The details after that were a blur, fragmented and fuzzy, but I couldn’t waste time trying to piece them together. I needed to leave—find out where I was and how to fix this.

That’s when the door opened.

And, of course, it was him.

Grayson stepped in, calm and composed as always, but the moment our eyes met, I caught it–a flicker of anger, brief and sharp, before his expression turned as cold as stone.

“You’re awake,” he said, his tone flat, almost indifferent, but there was an edge to it.

“What is the meaning of this, Grayson? Where am I?”

His gaze didn’t waver. “Paris.”

I swung my legs off the bed, ignoring the lingering ache in my body. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Take me back home. Right now.”

“Why?” His eyes narrowed, glinting like steel. “So you can turn yourself in again? You took stupidity to an entirely new level last night, Ava.”

The way he said it—so calm, so matter–of–fact–made my blood boil. “Of all the insults to use, do not call me stupid. I am not stupid. I committed a crime, and I did the right thing by turning myself in. I should be in prison. So, if you’ll excuse me

I moved to push past him, but he didn’t budge. His towering form blocked the doorway, and his voice dropped to an icy growl.

“Going to that station was the least of what you did. What were you thinking, dragging my men into some half–baked plan to take down a man by yourself?”

Oh, goddess. Jeremy. I hadn’t even thought about him.

Still, I snapped back, “Well, excuse me for trying to help you.”

have any idea what you’ve done? People got hurt because of your recklessness. You just don’t listen, and

then leave me the hell alone!” I shouted, the anger boiling over. “If I’m such a headache, why don’t you walk away? Since when do you care about

my mouth, I regretted them. The flash of pain in his eyes was fleeting, gone before I could truly register it, replaced by the same cold,

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the distance between us. “I want to go back. I need to call Isabella, apologize. I have to check on Jeremy, make sure he’s okay. Thave to face the

a file onto the side table, his movements controlled, deliberate “Dilton Stevens. Haloway Philips. Leon Andrew–or as he’s been calling himself lately, James Lawson. He’s wanted in three different cities

making my own decisions. You had no right to do whatever you did

his voice neutral, but the look in his eyes

back. I’d like to

didn’t say you

it wasn’t his touch that stopped me–it was the look in his eyes. Cold. Hard. Yet, somehow, I felt

colder than I’d ever heard it. “You’re starting to get on my

me!” I snapped, trying to yank my arm free, but his grip

this,” he snapped, “Sick of you throwing yourself into danger like you’re

let me go!” I spat, shoving at his chest with my free hand. “If you’re so sick of me,

because his mouth crashed down on mine, cutting off my words. The kiss wasn’t gentle or sweet. It was a battle of teeth and tongues, a clash of anger and something deeper, something primal that neither of us could seem to control. His other hand tangled in my hair, tugging hard enough to make me gasp, and he used the moment to deepen the kiss, his tongue dominating

hot

push him away, but it was useless. His body was a solid wall, his strength overwhelming. “Let me go!” I demanded again, my voice muffled as his lips moved to my jaw, then my neck, his teeth scraping against my skin in a way that sent a shiver down my spine.

you can walk away from me? From this?”

tried to sound indignant, tried to fight the pull he had on me, but my voice came

hands moving to the buttons of

“I’m not-”

let me finish. His hands tore my shirt open, buttons flying in every direction, and the sound of fabric ripping filled the room. My bra was next, his fingers making quick work of it before it joined my

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leaving a trail of fire down my skin. “You’re reckless. Stubborn. Infuriating.

to his hair, tugging hard as he pressed me against

his teeth grazing my collarbone. “To push me until I snapped? Well, congratulations, Ava. You’ve got me.”

mix of frustration and need, my nails digging into his shoulders as his hands roamed over my body, his touch rough

mine, as he undid his belt and I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped me. “You’re mine,” he said against my lips, his voice dark and low,

snap, my anger and desire blending into a chaotic storm that I