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.”

don’t need your help,” he said sharply, his voice cutting through me like a blade. “I can handle my business myself. Do you have any idea what you’ve done? People got hurt because of your recklessness. You just don’t listen, and you don’t

Since when do you care about anyone or their feelings, huh? Or is this about your wolf? You’re becoming human, so now you’re trying to act human? Sucks to be

his eyes was fleeting, gone before I could truly register it, replaced by

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Isabella, apologize. I have to check on Jeremy, make

he moved forward and tossed a file onto the side table, his movements controlled, deliberate “Dilton Stevens. Haloway Philips. Leon Andrew–or as he’s been calling himself lately,

him, and I saw the anger simmering beneath his calm exterior. “It doesn’t matter. I’m capable of making my own decisions. You had no right to do whatever you did to get me out of jail. And you sure as hell had no right to fly the to another country without

of my houses,” he said, his voice neutral, but the look in his eyes told a

hands in the air. “Well, take me back. I’d like to get back to making stupid decisions because apparently, that’s all I’m good for.”

say you

his hand shot out, gripping my arm. His fingers were firm, unyielding, but it wasn’t his touch that stopped me–it was the look in his eyes. Cold. Hard. Yet, somehow, I felt the force of his anger like a

colder than I’d ever heard it. “You’re

I snapped, trying to yank my arm free, but his

“Sick of you throwing yourself into danger like

me go!” I spat, shoving at his chest with my free hand. “If you’re so sick of me, Grayson, leave me alone! You don’t own me. You

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

my lips, his breath hot and ragged. “For once

“Let me go!” I demanded again, my voice

decisions, your constant defiance. You think you can walk away from me? From this?” His hands tightened, his fingers digging into my hips, and I couldn’t stop the

the pull he had on me, but my voice

the buttons of

“I’m not-”

finish. His hands tore my shirt open, buttons flying in every direction, and the sound of fabric ripping filled the room. My

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drive me insane,” he muttered, his mouth returning to my neck, his teeth and tongue leaving a trail of fire down my skin. “You’re reckless.

their way to his hair, tugging hard as he pressed me against the wall, the cool surface a stark contrast to the heat between us. His hands

isn’t it?” he growled, his teeth grazing my collarbone.

shoulders as his hands roamed over my body, his touch rough and possessive. “You’re

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

blending into a chaotic storm